Leo reached out. Carefully, he pushed my hair behind my ear, then stepped back again.
We didn’t say anything. What was there to say? We just stared into each other’s eyes while my heart pounded against my ribs and demanded something I couldn’t have.
His lips and promises we couldn’t make.
Leo glanced to the shore. “Maybe we could make it just a little less innocent?”
I bit down on my bottom lip and tried to hold myself together. “Yeah?”
He tugged the waist of his basketball shorts. With the water at our thighs, the mesh fabric was plastered to his skin, and the thick length of his cock was visible. “Skinny-dipping?” he asked. “Isn’t that how they swim in Europe?”
I laughed and started walking backward, into the depth again. “Not everyone.” Once the water reached above my waist, I squatted down and pulled my trunks off before I could change my mind. “But sometimes.”
I threw my bathing suit at Leo. He caught them in one hand and stared at me with his mouth wide open. I laughed and dove under, swimming in a way that I knew my butt was dipping in and out of sight, peeking above the line of the water.
When I came up, Leo was swimming out to join me again. I caught flashes of his bare skin, peeking above the waterline. On his thighs and abs and his biceps, blonde hair was matted to his body, and his pale skin was kissed by the sun.
We played like that for a while, splashing and chasing each other. My cock was stiff and hard against my abs, but I didn’t try to hide it. I just appreciated the glances I got of his thick erection, straining in the air and dripping wet. Our conversation flowed as we put on little shows for each other, and I let myself believe that it was all part of something more.
The fantasy felt so good; I almost couldn’t remember why it had to end.
Leo grabbed me by the side, lifted me, and tossed me into the water. I chased him back toward the shore, and soon enough, we were standing there, the water at our thighs and our cocks stiff in the air.
I let my hands fall to my hips, teasing close to my erection. “Maybe we should head back to the campsite soon,” I said, offering us both an excuse.
Leo’s eyes scorched their way across my body, and I quivered as though he had touched me. “Not quite yet,” he said.
His hand found his cock, and I realized I was gripping myself, too. We stood about a foot away from each other, and his shadow stretched across my body as we each stroked ourselves, so slowly it hurt.
“Not quite yet,” I agreed. I sucked my bottom lip into my mouth and moaned with the relief of finally squeezing my shaft. Leo pumped his fist, matching my rhythm, and I shoved my free hand back to rub my balls and tease my rim.
“Fuck, you’re hot,” Leo growled. “And we really shouldn’t be doing this.”
I spread my legs to brace myself in the current. “Just like this,” I breathed. “Nothing more, okay?”
Our hands sped up, and my body came alive, all my nerves singing. The breeze on my skin was like an electric current, sparking me as an orgasm built at my base.
“Just like this,” Leo grunted, agreeing. He turned his head down and took a small step forward, his veiny cock tight in his fist. “Just here with you, beautiful.”
His compliment hit me like a guitar string being plucked. I whimpered and rubbed my sensitive crown, spreading precum. “Just promise me,” I gasped and stumbled forward until we were only inches away, our hands nearly beating together. “Just promise me you won’t let me lose control.” It was unfair of me to turn to him for this, to ask him to take care of what I should have taken care of myself, but as our bodies hummed together, I knew I needed it, too.
I needed to hear that I wasn’t all alone in this.
Leo moaned and thrust his hips forward. “Anything, beautiful,” he answered. “Anything,” and the word dissolved into a grunt as he shot his load.
My body quaked, and my orgasm exploded. We shot jets of cum together, splattering ourselves and the water beneath. The force of my orgasm caused me to fall forward, and Leo caught me and held me against his chest while we both recovered.
I wasn’t sure if he knew what his promise had meant, but in his arms, I still found the answer I was looking for.
Chapter Seventeen
Leo
“Now tiltthe binoculars a little to the left.”
Shawn stood next to River, one hand gently on his shoulder. My brother had been passionate about astronomy for as long as I could remember, and I appreciated how eagerly River seemed to drink up what he had to share. They stood together, near the edge of our camping spot, looking through an opening in the trees to the night sky.
“Your turn,” Kai said. I took a swig from my beer and turned back to the card game. Kai, Cass, and I were playing rummy, and my competitive side was deeply invested in beating both of my best friends.
