I lean in. Ready to take it. To kiss him properly. And that little fucker pulls back. Smiling. I feel it. His smile brushes my lips. His eyes…God. Those green fucking eyes.
I swear if that look could talk it would go like:"Bend me over and fuck the thoughts out of my head, please."I swear I almost choke. I'm hard already. His hand slides down. Over my abs. Then lower. He palms me over the wet fabric of my swim shorts.
Fuck. I can't even talk.
His mouth is back on mine, then he pulls back, licking up my neck slowly. "You trying to get us arrested?" I say.
He shrugs, mouth curling into that perfect fucking grin. "Maybe." And then he kisses me properly.
His lips crash into mine, tongue already in my mouth, hungry and rough. My brain whites out. His tongue is fighting mine. I'm kissing him back like I want to swallow him whole. I grab his waist. Pull him in. My dick is grinding against his hip. My hands are digging into his back.
I want him. I want to tear his swim shorts off with my teeth and fuck him against the rocks like an animal. But of course I can't.
A voice. "Do you two have to be so goddamn obvious?"
We both freeze. Turn.
Jasper. Back again. His voice is like a fucking mosquito in heat. I rip my mouth off Rava and turn.
Not again, you boring fucker. Not now.
Rava breathes out through his nose. Annoyed now. Calm, but annoyed. He turns to Jasper with that polite teacher look.
"Look, Jasper. Maybe you're uncomfortable or surprised, I don't know. But this is starting to get invasive. We're not hurting anyone—"
"—except maybe your pride," I add, smiling and stepping slightly in front of Rava, half-shielding him.
Rava calmly continues. "You've made it clear how you feel." "And we don't give a fuck," I mutter.
"At this point, I don't know what you're trying to do. But I think it's clear I'm not interested. I never was."
I smirk. Fucking finally. Rava's not done. He takes a little step forward, half in front of me now. "You're not a bad person, you're just persistent. But that doesn't change the fact that I have a whole boyfriend right here. And you need to respect that and back off."
I freeze. Everything just shuts down.
Boyfriend? BOYFRIEND??
I got called boyfriend.
My brain collapses like a sandcastle under a wave attack.
I'm boyfriend. Me.
Fucking Gio. Is boyfriend. Officially. Out loud. In public. Christ. Jesus. Mary. The whole holy family.
I stare at him, still grinning. He raises a brow. "You coming?" I snap back into my body. "Yeah," I rasp. "Let's go, boyfriend."
I shoot Jasper the dirtiest, yet the most clear middle finger in existence as we turn to walk away.
No words. No mercy. Just a solid fuck-you. My hands twitch in the water. I might drown. I might cry. I might get hard again.
Actually, I already am. Fuck.
Was it just for show? Did it just slip out? Does he know what he did? We walk a little further down the beach, away from the lights, the rest of the world. It's darker here. Quieter. Just the crash of the waves. I'm super hard. Still fucked up from the way he said it.
Boyfriend.
Rava pulls me back into the water. We fall chest to chest, until we're submerged up to our shoulders again. His lips graze my neck. Then his mouth opens. "Now…where were we,boyfriend?"
