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I run my hand through my wet hair, cursing with humor as I head back to camp from lifeguard duty. I hadn’t been expecting to be pushed into the lake by a devious Patrick and Ian, but I can’t help but find it funny. Those two little shits are definitely going to pay for that later.
As I turn the corner, somebody takes ahold of my arm, yanking my unprepared body into the rickety toolshed just at the exit of the woods. I brace myself for whatever it is, my heart thrumming in my chest when I think it might be Bryce being an idiot and trying to go another round. When I regain my senses after being pushed against the wall, I’m caught off guard when a pair of strong firm lips land on mine.
“Woah!” I say, blinking back my surprise as Jarred plants another kiss on my lips. “What was that?”
Jarred laughs, looking way too amused at catching me unready. He digs his fingers into my wet hair, grinding his hips against my damp trunks. “What? I can’t kiss my boyfriend?”
“Boyfriend, huh?” I say, a wide grin splitting my face at the word. “When did that happen?”
He nips at the skin of my neck with loving attention. “I told Father Matteo about us.”
“What—Jarred,” I say, pushing him back at the bomb he just dropped. My eyes widen as my jaw goes slack. “What do you mean? What did he say?”
Instead of looking how I expect after a confession like that—terrified and unsure—Jarred just looks so fucking happy. “He said it’s okay. We’re okay, baby.”
Even though I’m happy for him, and even though I should be over the moon at this hallmark we’ve passed, I can’t help but still feel a little pang of bitterness in my chest. “I wish you would have come to that conclusion on your own.”
It’s not that I’m not proud of him, I am, but needing someone else’s approval for our relationship doesn’t mean everything is okay. Jarred’s smile drops a bit as his lips freeze on my neck. I can feel the whisper of doubt creeping in again, the hidden shame hanging thick between us. “I’m…I’m getting there.”
I sigh and palm the back of his head. I roll my forehead against his as I kiss the tip of his nose. “I know, babe. I’m proud of you. I really am. This is a step in the right direction.”
“I was thinking we could celebrate.”
“Fuck yeah, we are. Tonight I’ll bring by the dildo and we can—”
“No,” he rushes out, assaulting my lips yet again with another toe-curling kiss. “No. I can’t wait.Now. I want you now.”
I look around the toolshed. This isn’t exactly the spot I want to fuck him in, especially when there are hundreds of campers right on the other side of the very thin door. I bite at my bottom lip.
Typically, I’m the one who’s pushing him to get out there and be a little bit more adventurous, but I’m cautious. Jarred doesn’t seem to care. He’s reaching down and palming my soft cock, bringing it to life with his easy and confident strokes. I can admit that this change in him is really turning me the fuck on.
“Okay,” I breathe, my control slipping when he dips his hand into my trunks. “Okay. Let’s go back to your cabin.”
It’s comical how quickly he’s rushing out of the toolshed with me right on his heels. He’s made me desperate for him, and I can’t wait to sink into that tight hole. We’re running through the camp like a couple of horny teenagers, giggling and laughing the entire way as we try to keep at the edge of the clearing and out of sight. We manage to make it to the cabin undetected and the second we’re in, I’m pouncing at him.
I crash my lips against his, his tongue spearing into my mouth without any grace or delicacy. He’s fucking my mouth with ravenous enthusiasm, already pulling down my trunks and falling to his knees in front of me. When he takes my cock in his mouth, my eyes roll to the back of my head. He’s gotten a lot better at sucking me off, but in truth, he’s always been perfect. Looking down at him, I can’t help but feel my chest swell with affection—tender affection—and I realize I want to do something different today.
“I want you to fuck me.”
Jarred’s head snaps up to mine, my cock slipping from his mouth as his jaw drops. “You…what?”
“I want you to fuck me,” I repeat, helping him onto his feet as I reach for his belt and slip his underwear and pants down to his ankles. “I want to feel you inside of me. I want that beautiful cock in my ass.”
“I thought you might not want that,” he says, reaching up to rub my shoulders. “I thought maybe—”
“That since I’ve been fucking you, I don’t like to be the one on the other end?”
“Well, yeah.”
“I prefer topping, but I’m vers,” I admit, thinking back to the few times I’ve bottomed. It’s always been…okay, and I definitely like being on top more, but it’s different with Jarred. Everything is. “I want to be close to you. I want…I want to do it all with you.”
He smiles sweetly. “I want that too, baby. How do I do this?”
“Just like when I do it to you,” I say with a shrug, already helping him out of his polo. “Prep first, lots of lube, patience, and then all the good stuff.”
“Can you lean over the bed?”
I chuckle, not making fun of him but finding his inexperience adorable. “You don’t have to ask.”
