“You wanna watch me fix the A/C unit?” he asked with a frown.
“I’m bored as hell,” I pouted.
“Where’s your friend? Can’t you hang with her?”
I shook my head. “No, she’s busy, and everyone else has left.”
He stared at me, a small frown between his eyebrows, and just when I thought he was going to say no he shrugged and gestured with me to follow him with a jerk of his head. “Warning you, it gets hot up there.”
“Up there?” I asked, following him back inside the clubhouse.
“Up on the roof,” he grunted, not looking at me. “Grab a couple of beers and bring ’em up, okay?” he said, and headed down the hallway.
I watched him go, wondering what the hell I was doing. This was a bad idea. Battle brought out in me things that I needed to crush, not encourage. He made me feel sexy and daring in a way that was dangerous.
I needed to stay away from him. Far away. Yet the idea of spending the afternoon watching him sweating in the sun while he fixed the A/C unit was too tempting to resist.
Besides, I wasn’t doing anything wrong. There was no harm in looking so long as no one found out and I didn’t take it any further than looking—and Ripped had wanted him to keep me safe, which meant I should be where he was.
Right?
~ 8 ~
Battle
What the fuck was I thinking letting her come up there?
Quinn was dangerous. More dangerous because she didn’t realize how fucking dangerous she was. I’d been up on the roof of the clubhouse staring down at her on that picnic bench, her head thrown back exposing that beautiful pale and slender neck of hers that I wanted to wrap my big hands around, holding her still as I fucked her slow, her legs dangling over the side, swinging back and forth while I imagined them wrapped around me or thrown over my shoulder.
She was stunning. That was the only word to describe her. I knew all these other words I could have used to describe her—sexy, hot, banging—but none of them seemed fitting enough for her. Not even close. Her mind was sexy, her body was banging, and her small round breasts with nipples that I could see through her thin sundress were hot. But those were just words to describe parts of her. To describe all of her, the only word that was fitting wasstunning.
And now I was going to have her within spitting distance from me for the rest of the day while my dick raged a war in my jeans. I was fucked. Or not, as the case may be. It was bullshit.
“Hey,” she said, coming through the small doorway with a couple of beers in her small hands. I already had some up there in a cooler, but I’d needed to gather my thoughts and clear my head before I was alone with her or I’d end up doing something stupid like stripping her bare and licking every part of her, tearing the screams from her trembling body...
Shit.
There go my wayward thoughts again,I thought with a groan as I rearranged my junk.
She walked toward me, her long blond hair sashaying behind her and her perky little tits bouncing slightly with each step she took. She wasn’t wearing a bra, Lord fucking help me, but I couldn’t help but wonder if she wasn’t wearing panties under that sundress.
Under her arm was a towel and a bottle of suntan lotion, and she placed them both down and handed me one of the beers before raising her bottle to mine and clinking them together.
“Cheers,” she said, her mouth pulling up in a smile.
I stared at her, my breathing becoming ragged as she took a long swig of the beer, her throat bobbing as she swallowed and her lips glistening before she swiped the back of her hand across them.
Fuck. Me.
Fuck me hard.
Fuck me hard and play with my balls.
Jesus fuck, I was going to come in my jeans if I kept on looking at her, yet I couldn’t stop staring.
My dick was crucifying me in my boxers in its quest to get out of the restrictive clothing and into her pussy. It was taunting me. My dick was a narcissist, but what could I say? It knew what it wanted and it had great taste.
“I was going to sunbathe for a little bit, if that’s cool?” she asked hesitantly. “I didn’t think Ripped would want me down in the kiddies’ park where just about anyone could see me. But he trusts you so I don’t think he’d mind me sunbathing up here.” She laughed nervously, biting down on that fat bottom lip of hers. Would have done just about anything to be those teeth as they nibbled at that lip.
