![]() ![]() ![]() Six months ago, I would have found his comment playful and charming. How am I supposed to keep my hands to myself?” “Sorry.” Although his tone said he wasn’t. “I just got in the water, give me a second,” I said, stalling for more time. Whenever I thought about it, my skin glowed hot and was stretched too tight. All I felt was odd and jittery, like I’d been left under a heat lamp too long. How much of my naked body had he seen, writhing on the deck chair? Should I have felt unease? Disgust? I didn’t. He was excellent at pretending it hadn’t happened.īut I wondered how long he’d stood at the window. ![]() Not to me, and probably not to his son either. LOWE VANISHED FROM VIEW the moment our gazes locked, and Preston mistook my gasp of surprise as pleasure, too into the moment to think it’d be anything else. As Preston’s tempo increased, I’d turned my head to the side and saw a figure at the window.ĭR. I’d let him fuck me while I thought no one was watching, but I’d been wrong. There weren’t people around to witness how he’d set me down on the thick cushion of the lounger, knelt between my parted legs, and thrust inside me. The back yard beyond the fence was surrounded by woods, so no one could see us as we went skinny-dipping in the middle of the day. Like a fool, the first weekend home from school I’d tried to bring Preston back to me and used the only tool I could think of-sex. ![]()
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