?t make promises you can’t keep,” Chance sighs.
“Yeah, people underestimate just how hot things can really get,” Jack adds.
I notice that it actually is pretty hot where I’m sitting, so hot that I have the almost unbearable urge to move. I can feel sweat sliding under my thighs, and a burning heat lances through my sex. It makes me gasp a little, and I realize Chance heard me when he looks me dead in the eyes and takes my ankle in his hand.
“It can be downright dangerous,” Jack continues, shooting me a quick look before catching Yoyo’s eye again.
The way his body is angled, I can tell that Yoyo can’t see what Chance is doing. She can’t see that he’s wrapped my ankle bones in his fingers and is pulling gently, forcing my legs apart just a little. My breath hitches in my throat as he moves me the tiniest bit, just enough so I know it’s really happening. Right here in broad daylight, right in front of my best friend.
“Not as dangerous as me,” she simpers, but suddenly her words sound a little silly to me. She’s doing her best, but I get the feeling it’s not going to be enough.
“Oh, come on,” Jack chuckles. “How dangerous can a Yoyo be? Isn’t that like a toy?”
“Definitely something that likes to be played with,” she answers.
“Oh yeah?” he smiles. “Something that likes to go up and down?”
She shrugs. “Well, I know I’d like to go down, that’s for sure.”
Chance feigns surprise, but when he leans back, he pushes my legs open even further. I try to catch his eye to figure out what he’s really doing, but he stubbornly evades me.
“I can hardly believe my ears!” he stage whispers. “Such language, Yoyo! From ladies who aren’t even legal yet! I’m shocked.”
Yoyo scoffs. “Give me a break, Chance. You know age is just a number. And besides, Chelsea and I are both more than legal, as if that even means anything.”
Suddenly Chance twists toward me, locking his eyes with mine in a startling connection that practically pops.
“Really? Is that a fact?”
I nod dumbly, confirming what I know he already knows. He was at my birthday party a month ago. In fact, he was at my graduation ceremony last year when I graduated high school a year early. He has even helped me with some of my college classes. Weirdly, he knows almost everything about me. And yet, he’s never touched me like this. He’s never handled me the way he is handling me now. His strong palm makes it clear that I can’t escape. That he can do anything he wants to me.
Yoyo sits up fully, twisting suggestively as she half-crawls toward Jack, smirking.
“How about you? Are you all good with… The heat?"
Jack shrugs, pushing back. He reaches for the football and crushes it between his palms as he looks back over his shoulder at the pool and then at Chance.
“Honestly? I think this whole conversation is getting me a little overheated. How about you, brother?”
Chance nods, filling his chest with breath. He twists slightly, taking my ankle with him.
“Hot as hell out here,” he agrees as he suddenly leans toward me, sliding his other arm under my back. I gasp as he reaches all the way around me and picks me up off my lounge chair, his grip too strong to struggle away from.
Before I know it, he’s carrying me toward the pool. Yoyo yelps and leaps from her chair, dashing toward the deep end with her hair streaming up behind her.
At the last moment, I fling my arms over his shoulders, holding on for dear life as he leaps over the edge, sending both of us skyward. We hang in midair for what seems like forever—me hanging on and holding my breath, him forcing my body into a shape that curls around his.
With a crash, we split the surface of the water, rocked by the impact as we slowly sink. I expect him to let go of me immediately, but he doesn’t. Instead his hands drift over my body, concealed by the churning bubbles and the blue depth. I feel his palms against my thighs, my back, sliding over my breasts, swiping quickly between my legs.
Thoroughly confused, I don’t know which way is up. Everything is happening all at once. All I know is I have to hang onto him, to this slippery sensation of a secret hunger finally being fed.
Too soon, we break the surface. I didn’t even know we were headed that way. Chance shakes the water from his hair in a magnificent, leonine gesture and grins, breathless as he gently carries me back toward air.
“That was fun,” he grins. “We should do that again sometime.”
“Hey, I like fun too!” Jack announces, appearing next to us.
For just the briefest of moments, I’m pinned between them. Their bodies slide against mine under the water, the sensation almost too quick to be real. I can see the impish gleam in their eyes though they separate from me just as quickly, that instant retreat to innocence.