Crew

I took the call, up at the house and then I jerked off.

A man can only take so much off-limits ass and tits in his face before he has to do something to relieve the pressure.

I watched her swim while I was talking to my brother-in-law, Ryker, about a meeting he's taking tomorrow. He's married to my sister, the father of my nephew and my right hand man at Matiz. He handles marketing and many of the small fires that erupt.

Giving him some extra work to handle this weekend seemed like a great idea until my sister chewed me out in a text message.

Ryker, like Nolan, devotes his weekends to his family. I devote it to managing whatever needs my attention at Matiz and my clubs.

What needs my attention right now is Adley.

She swam like the goddess she is in the water, her fleshy ass bobbing up and down as she lapped the length of the pool seven times before she got out.

That in itself brought my cock to its brink. Curves, beads of water and wet hair all added to my stable of fantasy images of her.

That's when my hand found my dick and I jacked off in front of the bedroom window, while I watched her towel off her perfect body.

She's still down near the pool, even though the approaching clouds promise an impressive show of lightning and angry thunder. It's barreling down on us fast.

I grab a bottle of water from the fridge in the kitchen before I'm out the door and on my way toward her.

My phone rings, again. I tug it out of my pocket then silence it immediately.

This time the caller can wait.

"You're finally done," Ad calls as I approach, a bright smile covering her mouth. She's on a lounger, in a half-reclining position. Her hand is over her head, the other on her stomach. It's a reminder of how I found her on my sofa.

I crack open the water and push it at her. "Are you ready to come back up to the house?"

She takes the bottle and downs a large swallow, her neck working to handle it all.

I may have come within the last twenty minutes but I could go again for her.

"I'm going to wait until the rain starts."

I sit on the lounger next to her, facing her so I can soak in the image of her body. Our just friends agreement needs to be brought back to the table for renegotiation since it's clearly not working for me.

I turned down a threesome last night and I instantly deleted a text message Lucia sent me two hours ago with a short video attached.

It was likely porn site quality since every video she's ever sent me of her getting herself off has been. My cock wasn't interested so I deleted it before I even read the message.

My wet dream is currently licking water from her lips with her eyes closed.

Her hand snakes lower on her stomach so it skims the edge of those tiny white bikini bottoms.

I want to reach out and trail my fingers behind hers until they dive under the fabric.

If I can't have that, I want to watch her get herself off.

"Did you see me at the window?" I ask because she did look to the house briefly, but her eyes skimmed the exterior before they dropped back down.

"No." She looks at me. Her hand is traveling up her stomach now in a slow circular pattern. "Were you watching to make sure I didn't drown?"

My eyes are glued to her fingers. They inch up closer to her left breast. Her nipples are as hard now as they were when I kissed her. I want to slice my teeth over one until she yelps again.

"Not exactly," I answer cautiously. 

Her hand is on the move again, faster now, tracing circles around her bellybutton.  Her eyelids flutter shut, her breathing shallow. "What were you doing?"

I reach out because fuck if I'm going to be able to control this. I just want a touch. My hand lands on top of hers.

Her eyes fly open, her lips quiver, but not a sound leaves them.

She doesn't say no , there isn't a yes , but it's understood that she welcomes the touch. The shift of her thighs as they rub together tells me as much.

"I was watching you," I say before a loud clap of thunder makes her flinch.

I clasp my hand over hers, still pressing it against her navel.

She doesn't say anything so I take the lead, because fuck if I am going to give up this easily when it comes to her.

"You're too beautiful not to look at." I rake her body from head-to-toe, slowly, savoring every inch of her flawless skin.

Her hand creeps lower, taking mine with it.

"Am as I as beautiful as the two women you were with last night?"

I stare at our hands, the fingers linked together as they slide over her skin. "I didn't fuck them and no, neither of them compares to you."

"You didn't?" she asks like she expects that I can drive my dick into anyone but her. I'm beginning to wonder if I'll ever be able to again without having to close my eyes to imagine it's her beneath me.

"I didn't want to."

She edges our fingers lower until I feel the graze of the soft fabric of those tiny bikini bottoms against my fingertips. "Why?"

If she wants me to answer honestly, I will. Fuck the consequences because I'm in so deep that I'm drowning in lust. "They weren't you."

"Crew," she purrs as our fingers pass over the triangle of fabric that separates her cunt from my touch. "We agreed to be…"
"Friends." I finish for her. "I know. Believe me I fucking know but that isn't going to extinguish the want, Ad. You're gorgeous."

Her breathing quickens as she takes my hand on a journey along her inner thigh. "It would change things."

I exhale when our fingers skim her cleft over the fabric before she glides them over her other thigh. "That would depend on what we do. We handled the kiss, we can handle more."

"How much more?" Her eyes lock on mine. They're filled with the same crushing need I feel inside of me.

"You decide." I tilt my chin to where our hands are circling her thigh, so goddamn close to what I want to touch. My cock wants in too, but I bite back the urge to pull it out and fist it.

She holds my gaze as she glides our linked hands to the top of the bikini bottoms, before she dips them inside.