She’s quiet, lost in her own world, and doesn’t hear me walking up. Needing to feel her skin under my touch, I run my finger down her neck.
She jumps and I can’t help but laugh.
“Callum?” she asks, turning around.
“Were you expecting someone else?”
“No. Not really, I guess. I just assumed…” she shakes her head. “You didn’t go out with the guys?”
“Well, I guess not.”
“Yea. That was a stupid question,” she says, standing up.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m going back to the house. Lizzy said I need to work on my tan and called me out about all the weird tan lines. So I’m going to do it in the privacy of our house.”
“Hmm. Do you want some company?”
“Do you want to watch me tan?”
“I can watch you sit and read a book and be happy.”
She rolls her eyes at me, and I admit, what I said was probably a little corny, but I don’t care.
She grabs her bag and tosses it over her shoulder. “You want to watch me walk away?”
“You know I hate to see you go, but I always love to watch you walk away.”
She throws her head back, laughing, before she tosses a flirtatious glance over her shoulder. My cock twitches as I watch her ass sway from side to side in that cheeky, bright pink, string bikini. Desire ripples under my skin as I fight the urge to rip it off her body and press my cock inside of her, claiming her. But I don’t know where her mother is and I don’t want to come across as an uncontrollable sex feign, although that’s what I feel like around her.
Fuck!
I stay five paces behind her the entire way back to the house and I swear she has an extra sway to her hips to fuck with me. And it’s working. She gets under my skin in the best and worst way possible. It’s like she’s my obsession.
Last night was hard. Not only because I had to share a bed with Jax, but because I could hear her tossing and turning all night. I could almost feel her searching out for us, needing us. Unable to take it anymore, I rolled out of bed and padded across the floor to her room, where I snuck into her bed and cradled her. She immediately rolled into me, tossing her leg over mine, and found her favorite little spot in the crook of my neck.
I sat an alarm for my phone in case I fell asleep. I didn’t want to deal with the explanation or blowback of her mother walking in and finding me in her room in the early morning. Although, I guess it’s better than her finding all five of us in bed.
She finds a lounger and sits her bag down, then spreads her towel on it. She looks over her shoulder, making eye contact with me, as she unties the back of her bathing suit top. My stomach tightens and my cock stirs, growing eager to be closer to her.
She smiles as she lets the top fall to the deck.
I casually sit down, trying to hide my erection from her. I don’t want her to know the control she has over me. Hell, fingering her this morning before breakfast took everything I had not to snatch her wrist and drag her upstairs.
She looks behind me at the beach and then undoes the string of her bottoms and lets those fall. What is she doing? My hands clamp onto the chair beside me to hold me in place.
Satisfied with my reaction, she lies on the chair, chest up and closes her eyes.
That’s it.
No words. Nothing.
She shifts, arching her back in the chair to get more comfortable at the same time a gust of wind blows off the ocean. Her nipples harden and I feel like they are seeking me out like the periscope of a submarine. Obviously, I know they’re not, but that doesn’t mean they don’t make my mouth salivate.
“Where’s everyone at?”
Her eyes open and she tilts her head up ever so slightly to look at me. “Lizzy, Tony and my mom went to look at the dolphins and the others went for a run. Why didn’t you go?”
