Chapter Eight
Miles
Fuck.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
Following Olivia into the bathroom was risky to begin with. But what we just did could have caused a real goddamned scene had anyone discovered us. Luckily, Caleb and Jake are already outside in the pool. Drew and my buddy Eddie who owns the town’s only mechanic shop, are out on the back patio arguing over the grill. I quickly run upstairs to change into my swim trunks before heading back down. I couldn’t bring myself to wash the sticky remnants of my girl from my cock though.
I thicken just thinking of how good she felt.
Tight and slick as fuck.
* * *
When I step outside, a quick sweep tells me Olivia is still in the bathroom. At least we won’t look suspicious coming out together.
“Charcoal is too hot,” Eddie grunts. “I told this asshole but he doesn’t listen.”
Drew bends over to check the coals. “Fuck you. It’s just right. Go get the patties.”
I lean between them and shake my head. “Too hot. Not yet.”
“Told you,” Eddie says with a grumble at Drew as he hands me a beer. “How’s the club—” He hisses at something over my shoulder. “Holy shit.”
I turn to see what he’s losing his mind about.
My eyes bug out of my head when Olivia struts across the patio toward the pool looking good enough to eat. Her long legs seem longer than ever and her huge tits are barely contained in a skimpy sparkly green string bikini. Every male in the backyard—even the two gay ones—have their eyes glued to the gorgeous vixen. Both Drew and Eddie stare with open mouths. My fist clenches with the need to pop both their chins back into place.
“You look hot, babe,” Caleb hollers.
I bite my damn tongue so nothing stupid falls out like, She’s not your babe, kid.
“Lucky fucking kid,” Eddie pouts.
“I see the problem,” Drew admits, his voice hoarse.
Ignoring them both, I follow after her toward the pool, checking out her barely covered sweet ass. I can’t wait to peel off her bottoms and admire the butt plug when we’re alone.
Jake dips in the water and scowls when Caleb flirts with Olivia by splashing her. These kids need to get their shit together before someone gets hurt. Olivia’s feelings were hurt last night until I licked away her wounds. But I’ll be damned if I let my son’s secret boyfriend make her feel any worse.
“You know how to swim?” I question as I get as close to her as I can without being obvious.
“Yeah—”
I give her a shove and am thankful when she goes under the water hiding her perfect body from my pervert friends. When she emerges, she screeches. “You ass!”
Caleb and Jake start laughing.
I’m smirking at her when my asshole best friend shoves me into the water. Thank fuck the pool is heated but with the frigid air surrounding us, I’m sure Olivia’s tight ass clenches every time she shivers. The thought has my dick crawling its way back to life.
I pop out of the water and find Drew sauntering back over to the grill like a little pussy.
When I turn back around, a skinny little thing with big tits attacks me and tries to dunk me. Her long, slender thighs wrap around my upper chest beneath my arms as she pushes down on the top of my shoulders to try and drown me.
Instead of fighting her, I sink under, pulling her with me. While under the water, I take a playful bite of her tit and graze my fingers across her barely covered pussy. She squeals and bubbles shoot from her mouth as she attempts to get away.
By the time I resurface for air, she’s swum into my son’s protective arms. He’s all smiles—which looks really fucking good on him—but I absolutely hate the fact he’s got my girl in his arms. Jake is jealous as hell because he glares blatantly at their display of affection.
Eddie does a cannon ball and nearly lands on my head, the dumb fuck, just as Drew dives in. Those assholes just want to get a good look at the tits that belong to me that are currently smashed against my son’s chest.
“What’s the matter, Jake?” Olivia asks, her voice dripping with faux concern.
He flips her off which makes Eddie snort. It irritates me but I let it slide. Eddie and Drew swim over to me and start chatting about an old Mustang Eddie is restoring but my gaze is locked on Olivia.
Caleb is friendly with her but I hate the way she wraps her legs around his waist. She’s doing everything in her power to make Jake jealous. I understand her intent. She wants them to confess their affair so she can make him feel like shit. It bothers me because it’s my son whom she’s trying to upset.
“That’s enough, damsel,” I holler, my tone firm.
Caleb shoots me a questioning glance. Olivia tenses in his arms before turning to frown at me. I hate the sad, pouty look she’s giving me. I’m all for her breaking up with Caleb for cheating on her but this bullshit game she’s playing is pissing me off.
“What?” Her little mouth drives me crazy as her bottom lip juts out in an innocent way. Fuck if it doesn’t get me hard on sight.
“Stop with the taunting. You’re eighteen years old,” I grunt.
Jake snorts, which has Caleb shooting him a warning glare.
“Why’s everyone so damn tense?” Eddie asks, the only person in the group out of the loop.
Caleb gives Olivia a chaste kiss. “Jake’s had a bad day,” he mutters to her. “Let me talk to him for a minute.” He peels her from his body and abandons her in the middle of the pool. Jake swims out with Caleb hot on his trail. “I’m getting into the liquor cabinet,” Caleb hollers at me as they strut toward the house soaking wet.
When the door closes, I glance over at Olivia. Her gaze is distant. I don’t miss the wobble of her bottom lip.
“The charcoal is ready,” I grumble. “Can you two knuckleheads manage to get the burgers on the grill without killing each other?”
Drew, sensing I need to be alone with her, starts shoving Eddie to the side. “Come on, Ed. Let’s see how hard we fuck this one up.”
A few minutes later and we’re alone in the backyard.
“Olivia...”
Her lip wobbles. “It was a stupid idea.”
I snag her wrist and pull her as close as I can without yanking her into my arms. From the windows, it’ll look like we’re just talking. Which we are. For now.
“It wasn’t stupid,” I say softly. “You’re just hurt.”
“How can he lie straight to my face?” she asks tearfully, her nose turning red. “We were friends before we started dating. I don’t understand why he lies to me. Why not come clean and just break up with me?”
My palms find her hips and my thumbs stroke her stomach. “He’s afraid.”
“I would have understood had he just come to me,” she whispers. A tear races down her cheek.
“You’re his cover. You make him feel safe.”
I dart my gaze to the windows. Eddie and Drew are arguing in the kitchen. In the living room, Jake paces and Caleb follows behind him with his arms waving in the air.
“Come here,” I demand. I slide my hand to the back of her neck and haul her to me. Her palms find my shoulders and she wraps her legs around my hips. Our lips meet for a quick kiss. I dip us into the water up to our chins and walk back toward the deep end that’s partially hidden by some patio furniture.
“I’m sorry,” she apologizes, her voice quivering. “He’s your son.”
I silence her with a longer, deeper kiss. My cock is hard and aching between us but soothing my girl is more important than fucking her. She pulls away and darts her eyes toward the house.
“They can’t see us,” I say, smirking. “I can defile you and nobody would know. How’s your ass?”
Her cheeks burn pink and I decide she’s sexy as fuck when she’s embarrassed. “It feels weird. Makes me horny.”
I laugh and then tug at her bottom lip with my teeth. “It’s going to feel so good when my dick is inside you. You’ll come so hard, damsel.”
She mewls and wriggles in my arms. “Is this the kind of stuff you do in your sex club?”
A chuckle rumbles from me. “That and more.”
“Like the stuff I wrote down on that questionnaire?”
“Just like it.”
“Have you ever...” she trails off and her throat turns bright red.
“What?”
“Had sex in public? Had a threesome? Role played?” Her voice has dropped to a whisper as if it’s scandalous to even speak her questions.
“I have. Is it something you want to try?” My cock is straining against my swim trunks with the need to get at her.
“Yes.” A pause. “I think.” She frowns. “What if I don’t like it?”
I slip my fingers into her bikini bottoms and push a finger inside her cunt. She’s slippery inside so I know it turns her on to talk about this stuff. I can’t believe how much she grips my finger with that plug buried inside her. “If you don’t like it,” I murmur as I curve my finger to stroke her G-spot, “you tell me. It ends immediately, whatever it is.”
“You promise?”
“Of course I fucking promise,” I vow. “I wouldn’t ever do anything you didn’t want.”
She lets out a sigh of relief and glances back toward the house. “We could cross one item off the list...”
I pull my finger out and tug her bottoms to the side. With a quick shove of my trunks, I free my eager cock. Then, slowly, I ease her to my tip. She’s weightless in the pool so it’s easy to control her movements.
“I’m afraid it’s going to hurt,” she whispers.
“Look at me.” Her eyes meet mine and they blaze with lust despite her hesitation. “It’s going to feel good. Trust me.”
Her plump lips part when I push her down on my length. I can feel her channel gripping me like a tight fist as I sink all the way inside her. The added pressure of the plug is intense.
“Oh,” she whimpers. “Oh...”
“You like it?”
Her breath is ragged when she answers. “I do.”
“It’ll have to be quick, damsel.”
She lets out a breathy moan. “Then fuck me fast, villain.”