“Oh my god, Jax, look!” Sasha pulls me to a stop, pointing excitedly toward a large, rainbow-colored castle. “The bouncy house is still up!”
I follow her gaze to the now unattended inflatable castle with its mesh opening flapping gently in the breeze.
“Let’s go jump,” she grins at me, eyes sparkling with mischief.
“Are you serious? What are you, five?” I laugh, but she’s already tugging at my hand.
“Please? When was the last time you bounced around in abouncy house?” She’s practically skipping now. “Besides, there’s nobody around. Just for a few minutes?”
I glance around. She’s right—this area is deserted.
“Fine,” I sigh, unable to resist. “But just for a few minutes.”
I drop my bag near the entrance and we kick off our shoes. After she climbs in, I take a peek inside. It feels surprisingly private as the last bits of daylight filter through small windows at the top, casting everything in a soft purple glow.
Sasha immediately starts jumping, her laughter echoing off the inflated, rubber walls as she bounces higher and higher.
I climb in, zipping the flap closed behind me. I feel a little ridiculous, but can’t stop grinning as I watch her red hair fly with each bounce.
“Come on!”
Giving in, I start to bounce, surprised at how much fun it actually is. Tension melts away as we jump around like a couple of kids.
“You know,” she says as she jumps around me with a look in her eye I’ve come to recognize all too well. “There are other types of bouncing we can do in here.”
My dick hardens instantly. “Oh, yeah?”
We both stop jumping, and she moves in close. “Yeah.”
When I lean in for a kiss, she laughs and bounces away, a playful glint in her eyes.
Oh, it’s on.
It only takes two jumps before I lunge, catching her by the waist, knocking her down to the cushy floor.
She’s giggling as I pin her beneath me, our bodies bouncing slightly on the inflatable surface. When I look down at her—cheeks flushed, eyes bright with excitement—my heart does a funny little flip.
“Caught you,” I murmur against her lips.
“Yousure about that?” she whispers back, her warm breath mingling with mine.
Before I have a chance to respond, she hooks her leg around my waist and flips us over. Straddling my hips, she grabs my wrists, pinning them to the floor.
“Looks more like I caught you,” she laughs with a triumphant grin.
I could easily flip her back over, but fuck if I’m not enjoying the view. Her hair, having fallen from its bun, is cascading around her shoulders in fiery waves. The way she’s positioned above me, I can just make out the outline of her piercings through her thin tank top.
“That you did, sweet cheeks,” I growl.
She pops a brow. “Just like that, huh? I expected more of a fight outta you, Jax.”
“Trust me, I’m fighting plenty right now.” I lift my hips, grinding against her core so she can feel exactly what she’s doing to me.
Her eyes darken as she undulates her hips, creating a delicious friction that has both of us groaning. “Anyone could walk by,” she whisper-pants.
“Does that turn you on…” Watching her closely, I move my hands to her waist and squeeze. “…knowing that any moment someone could walk by?”
The blush that spreads across her face and down her neck tells me all I need to know.
