“God,” she breathes heavily, her hand now cupping me. My mind’s firing off with excitement, like someone just lit a bunch of fireworks. She squeezes my cock and I groan against her skin while sliding my hand farther up her swimming costume until I reach the side of her breast that isn’t covered. My thumb rubs over her soft skin, grazing across the hem of the suit, slippingjust under it so the pad of my thumb is pressing against her bare breast.
Her spare hand falls to the back of my head as I kiss up her neck, moving her toward the embankment at the same time. When her back gently hits it, I press her into the side, my thumb now sliding over her nipple, causing her to let out a deep breath while her leg curls around mine.
“Fuck,” I whisper into her ear, needing so much more, wanting to get her naked to explore her.
So, taking a chance, I slide the strap of her suit down her shoulder, exposing her breast to the humid night air. When she doesn’t stop me, I cup her, taking her nipple between my fingers, rolling it?—
“Oh my God,” she whispers in awe, just as her hand pulls away from my cock and lands on my chest.
I remove myself from her neck and look into her eyes as she pushes gently, telling me to back off, so I do. I take a step back as she adjusts her swimming costume.
“I, uh…I need to get back to my house. It’s late.”
“Uh, sure,” I say. “Just let me?—”
“I can do it myself. Don’t worry.” She hops out of the pond in a flash. I don’t even have a second to stop her.
She grabs her towel, wraps it around her, and says, “See you tomorrow.”
“Wait, Renley. It’s dark out.”
“I’m fine. Okay, good night.”
And then she takes off without me.
What the hell just happened?
Chapter Thirty-Four
RENLEY
Renley:I like him and I’m in trouble. I let him touch my boob in the pond. He rolled my nipple. What the hell am I doing?
Tilly:This is quite the text to be sending at 10:43 at night.
Renley:I know, I’m sorry. I tried to just sit on it, act like it was nothing, but I’m screaming on the inside here. I need to talk this out. I told him I just want to be friends, but that couldn’t be further from the truth, especially after I was running my hand up and down his erection tonight.
Tilly:Oh my God, what the hell happened?
Renley:That’s what I’m saying, I’m losing touch with reality here. I’m forgetting that I’m supposed to keep my distance from this man, and instead, I feel like I’m spending all my time with him, enjoying his company, and playing truth or dare in a pond at night with him where all we do is tempt each other sexually.
Tilly:Consider me intrigued.
Renley:Tilly, this is not helpful.
Tilly:What do you want me to say?
Renley:You’re supposed to tell me to get it together. Just because he’s nice and caring and has been there for me doesn’t mean that I need to give in to his advances.
Tilly:*Scratches head* And why not?
Renley:Because I’m not looking for anything like that.
Tilly:A lot of the time, people aren’t looking for an intimate relationship, and yet that’s when they find one. So I don’t see what the problem is here other than you’re too scared to move forward with something that could actually be good.
Renley:I AM scared.
Tilly:I’m glad that you can admit to that, very big of you.
