She turns to me with those big blue eyes. “He’s not the only one playing. And besides, it wouldn’t be too disheartening if JJ took his off, I know you want a bit of that eye candy.”
“Shut up.” I shove her shoulder as she giggles.
I don’t need to see JJ topless again today. Not after this morning. I need it erased from my memory for my sanity. I shift uncomfortably, the tightness inside my core growing.
I should have just finished the job myself, but after Finn came into my room, it ruined the mood. Despite that fact, I’ve been throbbing uncontrollably. If I can keep myself together for the next few hours, then I have all night to myself.
Finn walks towards us, JJ close behind him. “Take my phone,” he says, thrusting it in my direction. “I don’t want to break it.”
My fingers latch onto my brother’s phone. “Good luck.”
“Good luck?” he repeats with a chuckle. “We’re going to win.”
JJ stands beside him, blocking the sun with his ridiculous height. I can’t look at him. Not after the dreams that fill me withshame. “I’m gonna get a drink.” I excuse myself and walk across the beach to where the coolers are resting in the sand.
I grab a bottle and crack the lid, taking a large gulp.
A presence beside me makes the hairs on my arms stand. I glance over to find JJ fishing for a drink of his own and shift my eyes away. Fearful of my wandering gaze and the damage it’s going to cause my cheeks.
“What’s up with you?” he asks as I lower my drink.
I shake my head. “Nothing.”
JJ twists his body towards me, narrowing his eyes. “Nothing? You’re acting weird. You can barely look at me.”
Somehow I manage to swallow back the lump in my throat and stare up into those mesmerising blue eyes. Oh fuck. Mistakes have been made. My stomach clenches, and those butterflies erupt all over again.
“I’m looking at you now,” I say with a slight tremble in my voice.
JJ tilts his head at me and then smirks. “Alright, you weirdo.”
When he walks back towards Finn, I blow out a heavy breath. I raise the bottle to my lips again and take a generous mouthful, letting the sugary taste invade my tongue. I head back to Daisy, who is now chatting away to Harriet.
I sit down and cross my legs, regretting my choice instantly. My core throbs, and the pulsing between my thighs is almost unbearable.
The boys begin to play football, and some of the girls cheer them on. I try my hardest not to focus on JJ, but every time I look away, he runs right into my eyeline.
After twenty minutes, a few of them begin to shed their shirts. Including JJ.
I shouldn’t notice how sweaty and delicious his abs look, but they’re a little too inviting. To think I was once underneath that body—and in my dreams.
My teeth clamp down on my lip, and I groan silently. I cannot tear my eyes away as he runs, tackles, and shoots. Then he grins at Finn and claps a hand on his back. My eyes are glued to his massive, inked biceps.
That’s when my chest tightens and heat grows between my legs.
Now isnotthe time to get horny again. I’ve never regretted not finishing myself off more.
As I cross my legs, I rock to one side to adjust myself. My eyes sting at the wave of sensations that rocket through me. Everything is uncomfortable. My skin begins to heat, and I’m fanning my hair away from the nape of my neck.
When JJ scores again, the boys jump him, and he grins like a smug bastard. It’s a good look on him. Shamefully.
He turns and glances my way, face still bright and full of joy. When our eyes lock and I hold his gaze, I suck in a breath when he subtly winks at me.
Oh god.
I stand up abruptly and place down my drink. “I’m going to the toilet.” I excuse myself.
Daisy glances at me but says nothing. I walk in the opposite direction of the match and head towards the beach huts. I need two minutes to myself. Two minutes to get my shit together before I practically climax without even being touched.
