Page 22 of The Jock


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COSETTE

Irealized how quickly the weekend was going, so I didn’t hesitate and quickly put on my trusty swimwear after brunch, hoping to use the pool while we still had the chance. Being that I am not as rich as the Azuls, and we don’t have a pool in our backyard.

I took off the pajamas that I had on since the previous night, and I decided to wear a black shirt together with some brand new board shorts, still refusing to wear the more traditional kind of swimsuits.

“Are you really going to be comfortable swimming with that shirt on? Won’t it get heavy?” Dex asked as he lounged on the edge of the bed, watching me change in our room, while Siege and Nero were already downstairs.

“Yeah, I’m actually really heckin’ comfy, thank you very much. I will not wear a bikini or a one-piece in front of three guys. I’ll just be self-conscious all the time.”

Having opened the bathroom door, I then took steps backward, crossing the boundary and going back into the bedroom to look at my entire body on what was supposed to be just a sink mirror, because Siege didn’t have a full-length one.

After giving myself a full 360-degree turn, I shrugged my shoulders, hoping to ensure everything was in place as this was the first time I was wearing these swim shorts.

“Aren’t you going to change? You better swim with me this time,” I told Dex as I moved to tie my hair up into a high ponytail.

It reminded me of the way Nero did my hair that one time in his car at school, trying to make me look sexier for Siege. And the thought of Nero, no matter how innocent it was, led my mind to the sight of his topless torso last night, beads of the lingering shower water making his skin shine.

It was like vampire porn. Like he was about to tell me that his skin was the skin of a killer, even though he’s way more tan than a vampire.

Or maybe the gleam effect I saw on his skin was just a product of the powerful orgasm Dex and Siege worked together to give me moments before.

Who knows? I definitely think I’m going crazy with how I’m surrounded by these three men constantly, so maybe their testosterone is affecting my body in ways I don’t understand.

“Earth to Cosette? Do I look that hot?” Dex’s voice broke through my thoughts, only for me to have my mind go off the rails once again when I saw him in nothing but his own swim shorts.

Dex broke into a grin, and I didn’t even notice that my jaw slacked until he was pulling me closer by my waist, and he leaned in for a kiss, his tongue having no trouble finding mine because my lips were already parted.

I returned his kisses, letting my hand go from his shoulder, down to his pecs, taking advantage of his topless state to feel his bare skin against my palm.

I don’t know what I did so right in this life, but I would gladly do it a second time in my next life to have him as one of my boyfriends again.

“Do you really want to swim?” He whispered against my lips as he pulled away to take short, quick breaths. I could feel him twitching through the thin fabrics of our shorts, that I laughed, quickly pushing him away because I didn’t want to get distracted from my goal to swim.

“Come on, let’s go. You need the cold water now, more than ever,” I said, eliciting a growl from him that I felt genuinely came from his chest.

I laced my fingers with Dex’s before pulling him with me out of the bedroom and down the stairs. We went out through the glass doors to the backyard, and I saw Siege and Nero lounging on the chairs, waiting for us.

The two had sunglasses on, and when I came into view, I almost laughed at the way their chins lowered. I couldn’t see their eyes, but I could only guess that they looked at my legs.

Men.

I was already covered up swimwear-wise, but they still had to find skin, didn’t they?

I’m not even trying to think about why Nero would want to see my legs, but hey, maybe it’s an unconscious guy thing.

As I approached the pool’s edge, I withdrew my hand from Dex and then pushed him into the pool.

There was an enormous splash where he fell, and he quickly swam up to the surface before shouting a ‘hey!’ at me. His disbelief turned into a mischievous glare, and I knew he was planning to take revenge, but I was already jumping into the pool before he could come up and push me like I did him.

When my head was above the water, I looked around, and Dex had disappeared from my view, and I was so confused untilI felt a hand wrapped around my ankle, pulling me until I went underwater yet again.

This may be childish, but I don’t care. This was what I wanted when I said I wanted to swim. Siege and Dex have opened up to me about how it feels good when we could just be teenagers, and I couldn’t agree more.

I understood our obligations, especially for those two as they were pushing to finish Exodus, yet I longed to offer them a secure haven where they could find comfort in everyday normalcy.

Dex and I continued to play around the water, having races back and forth, and when we were tired, I would just cling onto him while he walked me around the pool and we talked about our future college life. How we should stock up on instant noodles so we can always have access to quick meals, and how we should probably get a dog.