Jason
I flinched when the door slammed and then tried to hide my smirk as I walked back to my room and put on a pair of trunks. Honestly, I’d seen her panic and just assumed it was because she’d come home and didn’t want to see anyone yet. I had no idea she was so insecure about the move, which just made me more curious about the missing ten years.
A decade. And every single day spent without her.
Laughter, and the sound of people screaming in fun, pulled me back down the hall and outside to the back patio. Maddy was nowhere in sight.
Max however, was.
I sighed.
He was the epitome of the word enabler; the guy was passing out tequila shots with limes. Where the hell did he find a half-gallon bottle of tequila?
“Jason!” Max yelled when he saw me. “Grab the keg from the car?”
“Keg?” I repeated. “What the hell, Max?!”
“KEG!” People around me screamed in excitement.
It was like partying with strangers. I didn’t really recognize many people. John, a buddy from the football team, was with his wife, but that was it. Everyone else was only vaguely familiar. I would probably need a yearbook to compare pictures and smiles. After Maddy left, I hadn’t exactly stayed in contact with people I went to school with — too much of a reminder, too painful.
“Hey, slugger.” Liza approached, tequila shot in hand. “Killer party.”
“Yeah,” I croaked and looked away. Liza was the last person I wanted to see; her brother — and my ex-friend — was part of the reason for my misery.
Her face fell. “It’s been ten years.”
“Oh, really? Haven’t been counting. Wouldn’t know. I got a keg to grab.” I smiled politely and walked off, fisting my hands tightly in anger.
Party?
Sounded like the best idea I’d heard in a long time, so after I grabbed all the alcohol from the car, including the keg and four boxes of liquor, I helped Max set it up while he yelled, “SHOTS!”
I quickly gulped down two rounds of Jack and wiped my face, just as Maddy came out of the house.
I started choking.
Not because of the whiskey, but because my spit had gone down the wrong tube.
She looked… edible.
Like I could sweep the vase off the dinner table, spread her wide, and just eat my fill until I was lost to her.
Full breasts spilled over a small black bikini, leaving little to the imagination, the top barely covering nipple, for that matter. And the bottoms? Well, she kept adjusting them.
Let’s just say ten years later, high school bathing suits look small…
In the best way possible.
Head held high, she walked right by me to Max, grabbed a shot, threw it back then sucked the lime he’d held out in front of her.
I growled.
Max winked at me. “Something wrong, man?”
I reached for the non-existent gun at my side, which, obviously, just made him grin harder, as he kept handing out alcohol to parents of toddlers.
Because that was the type of party it was.
Almost everyone was talking about their kids, retirement, stock portfolios, vacation time, and babies.
It was almost too depressing for words.
I had most of those things, but what I’d always wanted…
A family. Babies.
Maddy.
She shared a sideways glance with me.
I reached for her, but she pulled away and ran full speed toward the pool and did a giant cannonball.
People cheered.
While I watched as wet, cold water ran down her curvy body. My gaze was so transfixed on her erect nipples, I was surprised nobody pulled me aside about my current situation of arousal.
Cold water. Fast.
I chased after her, jumped in…
And felt the warm buzz of alcohol fill my veins as I popped up and saw Max follow, nuts first, jumping right on top of me.
I ducked, just in time, so I didn’t get a face full of balls.
The guy only laughed once we both popped up.
I swam to Maddy and tugged her against me. “Stop running.”
“I’m not.” Her breath came out raspy. “I’m just… reliving old times. Isn’t that what you wanted? So we could have closure?”
Why does it feel like she is turning the tables on me?
“Yeah,” I said slowly, “but—”
Her kiss was swift.
Hard.
Fast, and oh, so very punishing.
I plundered her mouth with my tongue like an eager teenager and pinned her against the side of the pool.
Music filled the air from somewhere outside, pounding into my ears the way I wanted to pound into her.
I grinned against her lips as she wrapped her legs around my waist.
And then a shadow, in the shape of Reid, cast over the water and started pouring vodka on our heads from above.
Maddy tilted her head back and opened her mouth, while I leaned in and licked it off her chin.
People cheered.
“Guys!” someone yelled. “Keep it down. Someone’s going to call the cops!”
“Cops?” Max laughed loudly. “I am the law, bitches!” The music blared. “Plus, we already got our cop here.” He pointed while I took another shot.
The crowd went crazy.
And then Maddy squeezed her thighs.
Yeah, the cops were coming, all right.
“Party Like a Rockstar” came on, just as more classmates jumped in the pool.
Laughing, I kissed Maddy again as the haze of alcohol filled my line of vision.
She stared me down, her eyes needy, her body arching.
I grasped her waist and then brushed my thumb across her right breast. She sucked in a breath, just like I’d expected her to do, as I pushed her body against the wall harder, my length pressed against her, straining for any sort of release it could get.
With wicked intent in her eyes, she reached below the water while music pounded around us.
Laughter.
Splashing.
And yet, it felt silent in our corner as she tilted her head and said, “Remember senior year?”
I gulped. “How could I forget?”
“Uh-huh.”
Maddy slid her hand into my pants and gripped me so hard I saw stars, and when she moved, I braced my hands on either side of her body, resting my head against the curve of her neck, as I bit into her skin and tried to remember why I wasn’t acting my age.
Shit.
Ten years.
Three women.
And this one?
This one had the touch I’d always been trying to replace.
Her fingers gripped around me and pumped harder.
I glanced around the pool in a haze as she jerked me in her hand as if there weren’t at least sixty people partying around us, as if we were alone.
I was seeing stars when she suddenly stopped, right before I was ready to finish. I let out a growl and captured her mouth.
Her grip tightened.
I cursed into her mouth and pressed her so hard against the wall it was a miracle my dick hadn’t pinned her there permanently.
“Are we really doing this?” I gave my head a shake. “Maddy…”
“I love the way you say my name.” She moved her hand up and down.
“Want to be inside you,” I said without thinking, then opened my eyes, ready to apologize, ready to say something like, “Sorry, that was inappropriate,” when she was literally jerking me in the pool.
She bit down on her lower lip.
“SHOTS!” Max called again. “Shallow end of the pool! Make a line!”
“They’re making a line.” She released her hand briefly, and then she was back on me again, guiding me to her core, to the side of her suit.
I shuddered at first contact.
“You gotta be fast.”
“We’re drunk. Buzzed, at least,” I said as I moved against her. “People can see.” Even as I came up with every reason we shouldn’t, I already was.
“Live dangerously, Jason.”
It was what I’d always said to her when I was daring her to do something, something which almost always ended up with us in detention. Warm water seemed to boil between our bodies as I pulled her farther into the deep end, toward the alcove of rocks where we’d often made out when my parents were home, and we didn’t want to get caught. They’d shielded us just enough to keep us out of view.
I clung to her hand then pressed another kiss to her open mouth when the shadow of the rocks fell over us. This… I need this, want this. Her wet skin was so slick. I wanted to feel her around me, let the memory burn, let the pleasure bring more pain.
“Shit,” I murmured when I realized my mistake. “We don’t have a—”
“On the pill.” She winked.
“Thank God.” I surged forward, the water waving out from between us, and then I was pulled into her, sinking deep. And she let me. Her sharp gasp had me rock hard and needing more, wanting to create a freaking tsunami with each thrust.
Maddy wasn’t just home to me.
This feeling, this thing between us…
It had been my forever.
Our eternity.
I knew I wouldn’t last long.
Not with her.
Not like this.
Uninhibited, with the woman I’d never let go of, the one who was moaning in my arms and trying to bite down on my neck with each slow thrust.
We were already creating enough waves as it was, and I knew it was only a matter of time before someone asked where we were, or noticed the fact that there was unexplained violent splashing coming from the alcove.
“Harder.” She bit my neck again. “Faster.”
“Maddy—” I was losing control so fast it was embarrassing, “—any harder or faster, and they’ll think a hurricane’s coming. Besides, I want to last forever.”
“Maybe later you can…”
It was all I needed as I surged forward, pinning her once again, filling her to the hilt as she let out a gasp and orgasmed around me with tiny bursts of release. And with each one, my grip on her hips tightened as my body violently vowed never to let her go.
I would say that it was easy.
But everything about me was still hard as I pumped two more times before falling silent in the deep end of my parents’ pool, slightly drunk, surrounded by a party full of people I didn’t remember.
Not one of my finer moments.
Not that I really cared.
Her eyes were glazed as she stared me down, as if all she needed was one more round — one more round I was more than willing to give.
“Jason! Maddy! Where are you?” Max yelled. “Your turn.”
Maddy shot me a shy grin. “We already went.”
I choked a bit before I slapped her ass, replaced her bikini that had been thrust to the side, and swam from under the alcove. I motioned for Max. “One more shot. Only one more.”
“Sure, cop, sure…” Max said.
It was the last thing I remembered.
A likely story where Max was involved…