by K. Webster
“Told you,” Eddie says with a grumble at Drew as he hands me a beer. “How’s the club—” He hisses at something over my shoulder. “Holy shit.”
I turn to see what he’s losing his mind about.
My eyes bug out of my head when Olivia struts across the patio toward the pool looking good enough to eat. Her long legs seem longer than ever and her huge tits are barely contained in a skimpy sparkly green string bikini. Every male in the backyard—even the two gay ones—have their eyes glued to the gorgeous vixen. Both Drew and Eddie stare with open mouths. My fist clenches with the need to pop both their chins back into place.
“You look hot, babe,” Caleb hollers.
I bite my damn tongue so nothing stupid falls out like, She’s not your babe, kid.
“Lucky fucking kid,” Eddie pouts.
“I see the problem,” Drew admits, his voice hoarse.
Ignoring them both, I follow after her toward the pool, checking out her barely covered sweet ass. I can’t wait to peel off her bottoms and admire the butt plug when we’re alone.
Jake dips in the water and scowls when Caleb flirts with Olivia by splashing her. These kids need to get their shit together before someone gets hurt. Olivia’s feelings were hurt last night until I licked away her wounds. But I’ll be damned if I let my son’s secret boyfriend make her feel any worse.
“You know how to swim?” I question as I get as close to her as I can without being obvious.
“Yeah—”
I give her a shove and am thankful when she goes under the water hiding her perfect body from my pervert friends. When she emerges, she screeches. “You ass!”
Caleb and Jake start laughing.
I’m smirking at her when my asshole best friend shoves me into the water. Thank fuck the pool is heated but with the frigid air surrounding us, I’m sure Olivia’s tight ass clenches every time she shivers. The thought has my dick crawling its way back to life.
I pop out of the water and find Drew sauntering back over to the grill like a little pussy.
When I turn back around, a skinny little thing with big tits attacks me and tries to dunk me. Her long, slender thighs wrap around my upper chest beneath my arms as she pushes down on the top of my shoulders to try and drown me.
Instead of fighting her, I sink under, pulling her with me. While under the water, I take a playful bite of her tit and graze my fingers across her barely covered pussy. She squeals and bubbles shoot from her mouth as she attempts to get away.
By the time I resurface for air, she’s swum into my son’s protective arms. He’s all smiles—which looks really fucking good on him—but I absolutely hate the fact he’s got my girl in his arms. Jake is jealous as hell because he glares blatantly at their display of affection.
Eddie does a cannon ball and nearly lands on my head, the dumb fuck, just as Drew dives in. Those assholes just want to get a good look at the tits that belong to me that are currently smashed against my son’s chest.
“What’s the matter, Jake?” Olivia asks, her voice dripping with faux concern.
He flips her off which makes Eddie snort. It irritates me but I let it slide. Eddie and Drew swim over to me and start chatting about an old Mustang Eddie is restoring but my gaze is locked on Olivia.
Caleb is friendly with her but I hate the way she wraps her legs around his waist. She’s doing everything in her power to make Jake jealous. I understand her intent. She wants them to confess their affair so she can make him feel like shit. It bothers me because it’s my son whom she’s trying to upset.
“That’s enough, damsel,” I holler, my tone firm.
Caleb shoots me a questioning glance. Olivia tenses in his arms before turning to frown at me. I hate the sad, pouty look she’s giving me. I’m all for her breaking up with Caleb for cheating on her but this bullshit game she’s playing is pissing me off.
“What?” Her little mouth drives me crazy as her bottom lip juts out in an innocent way. Fuck if it doesn’t get me hard on sight.
“Stop with the taunting. You’re eighteen years old,” I grunt.
Jake snorts, which has Caleb shooting him a warning glare.
“Why’s everyone so damn tense?” Eddie asks, the only person in the group out of the loop.
Caleb gives Olivia a chaste kiss. “Jake’s had a bad day,” he mutters to her. “Let me talk to him for a minute.” He peels her from his body and abandons her in the middle of the pool. Jake swims out with Caleb hot on his trail. “I’m getting into the liquor cabinet,” Caleb hollers at me as they strut toward the house soaking wet.
When the door closes, I glance over at Olivia. Her gaze is distant. I don’t miss the wobble of her bottom lip.
“The charcoal is ready,” I grumble. “Can you two knuckleheads manage to get the burgers on the grill without killing each other?”
Drew, sensing I need to be alone with her, starts shoving Eddie to the side. “Come on, Ed. Let’s see how hard we fuck this one up.”
A few minutes later and we’re alone in the backyard.
“Olivia...”
Her lip wobbles. “It was a stupid idea.”
I snag her wrist and pull her as close as I can without yanking her into my arms. From the windows, it’ll look like we’re just talking. Which we are. For now.
“It wasn’t stupid,” I say softly. “You’re just hurt.”
“How can he lie straight to my face?” she asks tearfully, her nose turning red. “We were friends before we started dating. I don’t understand why he lies to me. Why not come clean and just break up with me?”
My palms find her hips and my thumbs stroke her stomach. “He’s afraid.”
“I would have understood had he just come to me,” she whispers. A tear races down her cheek.
“You’re his cover. You make him feel safe.”
I dart my gaze to the windows. Eddie and Drew are arguing in the kitchen. In the living room, Jake paces and Caleb follows behind him with his arms waving in the air.
“Come here,” I demand. I slide my hand to the back of her neck and haul her to me. Her palms find my shoulders and she wraps her legs around my hips. Our lips meet for a quick kiss. I dip us into the water up to our chins and walk back toward the deep end that’s partially hidden by some patio furniture.
“I’m sorry,” she apologizes, her voice quivering. “He’s your son.”
I silence her with a longer, deeper kiss. My cock is hard and aching between us but soothing my girl is more important than fucking her. She pulls away and darts her eyes toward the house.
“They can’t see us,” I say, smirking. “I can defile you and nobody would know. How’s your ass?”
Her cheeks burn pink and I decide she’s sexy as fuck when she’s embarrassed. “It feels weird. Makes me horny.”
I laugh and then tug at her bottom lip with my teeth. “It’s going to feel so good when my dick is inside you. You’ll come so hard, damsel.”
She mewls and wriggles in my arms. “Is this the kind of stuff you do in your sex club?”
A chuckle rumbles from me. “That and more.”
“Like the stuff I wrote down on that questionnaire?”
“Just like it.”
“Have you ever...” she trails off and her throat turns bright red.
“What?”
“Had sex in public? Had a threesome? Role played?” Her voice has dropped to a whisper as if it’s scandalous to even speak her questions.
“I have. Is it something you want to try?” My cock is straining against my swim trunks with the need to get at her.
“Yes.” A pause. “I think.” She frowns. “What if I don’t like it?”
I slip my fingers into her bikini bottoms and push a finger inside her cunt. She’s slippery inside so I know it turns her on to talk about this stuff. I can’t believe how muc
h she grips my finger with that plug buried inside her. “If you don’t like it,” I murmur as I curve my finger to stroke her G-spot, “you tell me. It ends immediately, whatever it is.”
“You promise?”
“Of course I fucking promise,” I vow. “I wouldn’t ever do anything you didn’t want.”
She lets out a sigh of relief and glances back toward the house. “We could cross one item off the list...”
I pull my finger out and tug her bottoms to the side. With a quick shove of my trunks, I free my eager cock. Then, slowly, I ease her to my tip. She’s weightless in the pool so it’s easy to control her movements.
“I’m afraid it’s going to hurt,” she whispers.
“Look at me.” Her eyes meet mine and they blaze with lust despite her hesitation. “It’s going to feel good. Trust me.”
Her plump lips part when I push her down on my length. I can feel her channel gripping me like a tight fist as I sink all the way inside her. The added pressure of the plug is intense.
“Oh,” she whimpers. “Oh...”
“You like it?”
Her breath is ragged when she answers. “I do.”
“It’ll have to be quick, damsel.”
She lets out a breathy moan. “Then fuck me fast, villain.”
Chapter Nine
Olivia
Miles has barely pulled me off his cock before the door opens and his two friend’s voices carry over to us. I adjust my swimsuit and kick away from him. My body thrums with excitement. Sex with Miles is fun and it feels so good. I’m dying to try new things with him.
Eventually, Jake and Caleb return. Caleb is standoffish toward me which is fine. I’m breaking up with him tonight no matter what. It was childish to try and play stupid games with him. I can’t even get angry with him for being with Jake—I’m letting his dad bone me at every turn.
The next couple hours pass by quickly. Turns out Eddie is hilarious the drunker he gets. His stories about his conquests have me giggling. Jake must be spiking his Coke with alcohol though because he’s getting wasted. Miles’s hardened gaze never leaves Jake while Caleb’s worried one stays on his boyfriend as well.
“Want to get in the hot tub? Might make Caleb jealous,” Jake teases, making an exaggerated effort to wink at me.
Caleb lets out a groan. Before I can decline, Jake has me thrown over his shoulder and climbs out of the pool, stumbling along the way. I screech and slap his lower back.
“Let me go!”
“Why? So he can suck face with you and pretend we aren’t something?” he hisses as he strides away.
My eyes lock onto Miles as he cuts through the water toward the steps, a murderous scowl painted on his handsome face. Caleb has already climbed out of the pool after us.
“Jake,” Caleb thunders, fear lacing his voice. “Cut this shit out.”
“Fuck you,” Jake snarls. “You promised. You fucking promised.”
Someone darts past us and then I’m physically torn from Jake’s grip. My heart pounds in my chest but I relax against Miles’s solid frame. His strong arms are around my waist holding me to him. When I look up, Caleb grips Jake by the shoulders as he talks lowly to him.
I expect Miles to let me go but his embrace is possessive as we watch the drama unfold.
“It’s all her fault,” Jake sneers, his venomous gaze on me. “We were fine until you decided you needed a cover.”
“Jake!” Caleb hisses. “Cut the shit. Not here.”
“Why? Don’t you think your girlfriend and your dad need to know that you and I have been fucking long before you ever asked Olivia out?”
Everyone goes silent as Caleb releases his grip on Jake. As if just realizing what spilled out of his mouth, Jake sucks in a breath.
“Fuck,” he grumbles. “I’m sorry.”
Miles’s palm splays on my lower stomach and he rubs me in a comforting manner.
“Olivia,” Caleb chokes out. “I... I should have told you.”
I swallow but then I find my voice. “I saw you and him together.”
Caleb winces. “You did?”
“Why did you lie? You’re my friend. I would have supported you on this,” I say, my words wobbly.
He pinches the bridge of his nose. “I don’t know. I just didn’t want the kids at school finding out.”
I stiffen and pull myself from Miles’s grip. “We had sex. You let me think something was wrong with me.”
Caleb stalks over to me and pulls me into a warm embrace. “Nothing is wrong with you. I’m sorry.”
I relax against his chest. “So I guess this means we’re breaking up?”
“Yeah,” he says sadly. “I’m sorry for all of this.”
Pulling away, I offer him a smile. “I want us to stay friends.”
Caleb’s face lights up. “Really?”
“Really.”
We hug again but then Miles’s voice booms from behind me. “Caleb, why don’t you take Jake home? I think he’s had too much to drink.”
Caleb gives his dad a quick nod before escorting Jake back into the house. The wind skitters across my wet flesh and I shiver hard. That is...until two strong arms wrap around me.
“Get in the hot tub. You’ll warm up.” His voice is husky and filled with possession.
“Eddie passed out,” Drew says with a laugh and gestures to the lounger beside the pool. Sure enough, their mechanic friend is snoring logs. “Hot tub time?”
“Yeah,” Miles grunts.
Drew saunters past us. He’s fit, tall and muscular, but he doesn’t have that feral, untamed quality that Miles has. Still, Drew looks really good for his age.
As Drew climbs into the hot tub, Miles grips my ass and then runs his finger down the crack as if to make sure the butt plug is still in place. It’s still there all right.
The water is hot and perfect once I slip inside and it chases away the chill. Miles settles right next to me, clearly uncaring that his friend will see his arm slung possessively around me.
“I know you’re the girl he’s been fucking,” Drew states pointedly, his lips quirked up in amusement.
Miles nods. “She’s mine.”
I’m surprised they’ve talked about me but I’m pleased with him claiming me.
“When are you going to tell Caleb?” he asks.
“Soon,” Miles assures him. “Tonight didn’t feel like the right time.”
“So I’m assuming this wasn’t a one-time thing? It’s going to continue?” Drew continues to probe.
I bite on my bottom lip, afraid to join the conversation between these two friends. Plus, I’m dying to know Miles’s answer.
“It is,” Miles grunts as he pulls me into his lap with my back against his chest. “As long as she wants it. Do you want it, Olivia?”
Before I can answer, his hand slides between my legs into my bikini bottoms. I let out a shocked gasp, my eyes flying to Drew’s. He watches me with interest but doesn’t move from his seat.
“Olivia?”
“Y-yes,” I breathe out.
Miles kisses the side of my neck. “Good girl. You still want to try new things?”
“Yes,” I say more firmly.
“Do you remember the second thing you asked me about?”
Heat floods through me. “Yeah?”
“Tell Drew what it was,” he commands in a gruff tone.
I whimper because he strokes me in a way that has me dying with need but I’m not afraid to speak of my desires. Not when Miles promises to give them to me. “A threesome.”
One side of Drew’s lips quirk up. “That so?”
Miles chuckles and kisses my throat again. “She thinks she can handle it. I told her she can’t. I bet we’ll fall somewhere in between.” He gives Drew a slight nod and my heart rate quickens when
he slowly makes his way over to us.
“Miles doesn’t share well,” Drew says with a smirk. “We’ll see how long this lasts.”
“Fuck off,” Miles grumbles.
I’m focused on the way Miles teases my clit but when Drew reaches forward and brushes his thumb across my nipple over my bikini top, I let out a moan.
“Take them off,” Miles instructs against the shell of my ear. “Show Drew how perfect you are.”
With shaking hands, I tug at the strings at my neck and then behind my back. Flashing me a smoldering grin that makes my core clench, Drew tugs the material away from me. My heart rate speeds up now that my breasts are visible to Miles’s best friend.
“Nice tits,” Drew praises. “May I taste them?”
I blink at him. “Uh...”
“I’m okay with it as long as you’re okay with it,” Miles assures me. “All you have to do is tell me no and he’s gone.”
I swallow bravely and nod. “Yes.”
Drew flashes Miles a surprised look before bringing his mouth to my breasts. His face isn’t bearded like Miles but he is a little scruffy. The hairs on his face tickle my breasts as he softly licks my nipple.
“You’re not finished,” Miles reminds me.
Quickly, I tug at the strings on either side of my hips. Miles pushes the fabric away and it falls to the bottom of the hot tub. I let out a gasp when Drew pulls my legs around his waist. With a possessive growl, Miles pushes a finger inside me. Drew cups my breasts and lifts them out of the water so he can tease my nipples.
“Still okay, damsel?” Miles asks, his breath hot against my throat. I feel as though I’ll combust.
“Yes.”
Drew trails kisses up to my throat as Miles slowly fingerfucks me. When his mouth hovers over mine, I stiffen.
“May I kiss you?”
“N-no,” I murmur.
Drew doesn’t seem angry, he simply lowers his head back to my throat where he suckles the flesh. Too many sensations are flooding through me at once. I feel as though Miles is teasing me with slow movements, all of which bring me close to orgasm without tipping me over the edge.
Miles withdraws his fingers and then fumbles with his trunks. Seconds later, he guides me down over his hard length. It’s dizzying the way he consumes me from the inside out.
