Let’s hope if she ever puts her mouth on me, I don’t blow that fast.
“Come on, let’s go!” Jack bangs on the bathroom door.
I hang my head. “Give me a minute!” I yell back as I reach for the body wash. Rushing through the shower, I get out and come to a stop when I see Jack lounging on my bed.
“What are you doing?”
“Take you long enough?” he grouches.
Ignoring him, I walk over to my bag and grab my trunks. I slip them on under my towel. Turning toward Jack, I run the towel back through my hair.
“Are they ready?”
“Yeah, I heard them head downstairs.”
Tossing the towel onto the bathroom counter. “Then let’s go.”
Jack jumps off the bed and pushes me out of his way. “Ha! Beat you!”
“What are we six?”
“You ready?” Cassi says as we round the corner into the kitchen, stopping me dead in my tracks as she turns around.
She’s wearing a black bikini. The top looks like a spaghetti strap tank top that ends right below her breasts, dipping down, showing her cleavage. The bottoms are high-waisted boy shorts that go up to her belly button, covering all the fun parts.
Cassi bends down, picking up a piece of cinnamon roll that fell onto the floor.
Or maybe not, I think as I see the bottom of her butt cheeks peek out.
Jack elbows me in the side, making me grunt. “You’re drooling,” he whispers under his breath.
I look over at him and he basically has hearts jumping out of his eyes the way he’s looking at Rebecca.
“Like you’re so much better,” I mumble.
“You guys good?” Cassi asks, tilting her head.
“We’re good,” I tell her, walking toward the back door.
The girls pass by mumbling a thank you.
“I got the chairs!” Jack tells them as he walks past me. I shut the door and concentrate on breathing.
I just got off, and she has me hard all over again.
It’s going to be a long day.
The girls lay on the beach most of the day while Jack and I go between messing around in the ocean and tossing the football back and forth.
“Hey, you guys hungry?” Rebecca calls from her chair.
“What do you have in mind?” Jack yells back.
“I don’t know, how about you come help me figure that out?” she teases, making him groan.
“God, she’s beautiful,” he whispers.
“I thought you weren’t ready for the take-home type of girl,” I quip.
“Hell, as far as I know, she could be both.” He winks, running up the beach. He picks Rebecca up out of her chair, making her squeal as he carries her toward the house.
I turn back to the water, wading in slowly. Next thing I know, something hard hits my back, making me fall forward. I hear Cassi squeak right as I go under. While underwater, I move her from my back to my front as I stand back up.
“Really?” I deadpan as I walk us deeper into the water.
“I couldn’t help myself.” She shrugs as she wraps her legs around my waist.
Thank god the water is cold enough to stop me from rising to the occasion.
“How’s your day been?” I ask, trying to push away my wayward thoughts.
“I can’t complain.”
I run the pad of my thumb along her cheekbone. “You got a little sun.”
“The curse of being a blonde.”
I step back, stepping on something hard and begin to go down but catch us just in time. Cassi gasps as she falls into me, breasts pushing against my chest, lips ghosting mine.
“Hey love birds, you coming?” Jack yells from the house, making Cassi jerk back. I walk forward and as soon as we’re out of the water, I set her down.
She clears her throat. “Well, that was fun.”
“Yeah,” I say, watching her walk away. I adjust my aching cock as I follow behind.
Walking into the kitchen, I see Rebecca and Jack set out chips and sandwich stuff.
“This looks good,” Cassi tells them as she grabs what she wants.
“I figured this would be easiest for now and then later order some pizza before we have a bonfire.” Jack shrugs.
“Makes sense.” I nod as I grab a plate, helping myself.
The three of them fall into easy conversation while I eat in peace. My phone rings on the counter.
Finley.
“Hey, I have to take this,” I tell them as I grab my phone.
“Hello?” I answer as I walk up the stairs.
“Hey man, how are you?” Fin asks.
“I’m good? Everything okay?”
“What a guy can’t call another guy for the hell of it?” he jokes.
“Sure, you can call one of the Yates or even Sterling. Last I checked, we weren’t close enough to be phone buddies,” I say honestly as I shut the bedroom door.
“Yeah, I guess you’re right.” He sighs. “Look, I have a favor.”
“Okay, name it,” I tell him as I lean against the window frame, staring at the waves.
“You know I was into some shit last year,” he breaks off, gathering his thoughts. “I was wondering how you would feel about Tins coming and visiting sometime.”
“She’s always welcome.” I frown. “That bad?”
“Nah, everything’s good. But I know if she was here while I do what I need to do, all she will do is worry.”
“She likes to worry.” I laugh. “Look, you know she’s always welcome to visit. We’re good.”
“As long as you know she’s mine,” he jokes, lightening the mood, making us both laugh.
“Yeah, you have nothing to worry about there.”
“Oh, does Xavier have a girlfriend?” he sing-songs.
“We’re not
