"If you still want to waste my favor on talking to Javier after having your hands all over me, that's up to you. But I'm pretty sure you'll be wanting something else."
She rolled her eyes.
Fuck. Blushing and eye rolling? This girl was fantastic. I grabbed the bottle of sunscreen from Matt and handed it to her.
She hesitantly took the bottle from me. "Well, lie down and let's get this over with."
"That's what she said," I said.
She laughed. It was a tiny laugh that she probably hadn't meant to let escape, but there it was. She thought I was funny. This was definitely working out in my favor.
"But don't get the wrong idea. Women never say that to me. They just beg me to never let it stop."
Her cheeks got a little rosy again. "Sure." She squirted some of the sunscreen into her hand as I lay down on my stomach.
After she massaged the sunscreen into my back she'd be more comfortable with my body and me. That way it would be easier to convince her to straddle me when I turned over. Which in turn would allow her to feel how hard I was getting. And then we could fuck in one of the showers they had around the pool for rinsing off. This was going to be a great afternoon.
I felt the cushion sag slightly as she sat down beside me. But she didn't touch me at all. A second later I felt the cold lotion splash onto my back. And then her hesitant fingers slid down my back.
At first, she barely applied any pressure. As if she was scared of touching me. But soon she was massaging my shoulders, spending a little too long for just applying lotion in my opinion. Her hands snaked down to the waistline of my shorts and dipped under slightly.
I wanted to make a joke about how handsy she was being, but I didn't want to scare her off when she was finally getting into it. Her hands moved to the backs of my legs, massaging my calves. I swallowed down a groan in my throat. Damn this feels good. This girl was good with her hands.
She cleared her throat. "You can turn over now."
I rolled over and put my arms behind my head.
She didn't make eye contact with me as she squirted some lotion on her hands. I watched her rub the sunscreen into my legs. She was really sexy. Her hair was a light brown and she had hypnotizing green eyes. Her skin looked soft and pale and delicate. I wanted to grab her and pull her on top of me. But she seemed like a flight risk. And I definitely didn't want to risk losing her when I almost had her right where I wanted.
She paused when she finished putting sunscreen on my legs.
"It'll probably be easier if you straddle me now."
She finally made eye contact with me. "I think I can manage without climbing on top of you, thank you very much."
"I don't know...it is my card. I feel like I get to decide how it's done."
"You're joking, right?"
"Even though I do joke around a lot, I'm not joking about this." I put my hand on her thigh.
She immediately bit her lip.
Trying to resist me? I don't think so. I slid my hand slightly up her thigh. "I promise I won't bite." Until later.
She visibly gulped. "And then we talk to Javier?"
"Whatever you want."
She squirted a glob of sunscreen onto her hand. "Fine. If you insist."
She put her hand on the center of my chest and kept it there for support as she straddled me.
I swallowed down my groan again. I could not wait to fuck this girl.
As soon as she lowered herself onto me, her eyes bulged.
Just wait till I'm inside of you.
Chapter 9
Daphne
Holy shit he has a boner. What was the best plan of action here? Get up and walk away? No. I had already completed more than half of that stupid card. It would be wonderful to be rid of at least one bracelet. The most logical thing to do would be to ignore it. I coughed awkwardly.
"Something wrong?" Rob asked.
"Oh, no. Not at all."
I glanced at his face. He had a smug smile, like he was happy with my response. Damn it. I had basically just said I loved his boner. Or at least that I didn't mind it being pressed against me. I took a deep breath. This would be over in just a few minutes. And then he'd talk to Javier, I'd be bracelet free, and get to swim my laps in peace.
I ran my fingers through the sunscreen, rubbing it onto his hard pecks. God he has a nice body. It wasn't like I hadn't imagined doing this to him when he ran by me on campus without a shirt. Who wouldn't dream of touching him like this after seeing his abs? It didn't mean anything. I trailed my hands down his six pack, spreading the lotion in the contours of his abs. This was probably the most erotic thing I had ever done outside of sex. Or maybe it just seemed that way because while I was applying the sunscreen, I could feel him getting harder underneath me. And bigger. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't getting turned on myself. His cock pressing against me was making me wet. I just hoped that when I stood up my bathing suit wouldn't have a wet spot on my crotch.
While I had been thinking about the implications, I realized I had just been running my hands along his abs over and over again. What the hell am I doing?
I quickly squirted more sunscreen into my hands and leaned forward, massaging it into his muscular arms. I got up on my knees so that I would no longer be pressed against his bulging erection. And I'd be lying again if I said I didn't miss the pressure of him against me. Fuck. I quickly finished applying it to his arms.
"All done." I moved my leg to climb off but he quickly grabbed my hip.
"Not so fast. What about my face?"
I looked down at his hand on my hip. His long fingers were curved around the bone, resting on my exposed ass cheek. I pushed his hand off of me and looked down at his face. "Fine."
He grabbed my waist, pulling me against his waiting erection again, as he sat up.
And I moaned. Out loud. The sound actually escaped from my mouth.
A smile curled onto Rob's face. "Are you going to do me or not?"
I tried to move away, but his hands were firmly on my hips. "Excuse me?"
He let go of my waist with one hand and ran his index finger under one of his eyes. "Sunscreen, beautiful. Not all of us have such dirty minds."
And I knew my face turned bright red. Maybe he had or maybe hadn't been referring to putting sunscreen on his face. But I was the only one who had verbally jumped to the conclusion that he was talking about sex. "I knew what you meant." I picked up the bottle again and squirted some in my palm.
"Sure." His hands had slid slightly off my hips and were much more on my ass now.
I tried to ignore him as I gently applied the sunscreen under his eyes and over his nose. He was tan, but he had these tiny little freckles under his eyes. They gave him a boyish charm on top of his rugged exterior and clearly dirty mind. I ran my fingers through the scruff on his jaw line. I had always liked how rough facial hair felt on my palms. For some reason it made me even hornier.
I was extremely aware that his hands had moved to the tops of my thighs. His thumbs had hooked on the insides of my thighs and were a fraction of an inch away from my bathing suit bottom. It was hard to pay attention to applying the sunscreen when I was hyper-focused on how close his fingers were to touching me.
"So, I've been thinking about that favor I owe you for doing this. And I can tell how badly you want to kiss me right now. How about I just let you do that?"