I quirked a brow. “Not a denial…”
She let out a heavy sigh. “Also not a confession.”
A flash of something bright yellow caught my eye followed by a loud splash, then the chilling shock of cold water all over my body. I shot up at the same time as Tatum.
A second later, Lincoln broke the surface of the clear blue water, brushing his dark brown hair off his face. Tiny rivers of water trickled over his face and down his chest as he stood up. His hazel eyes sparkled like gemstones in the sunlight. And when he held onto the edge and pushed himself out of the pool, his soaking wet swimming trunks clung to his body—allof his body, every ridge, and curve of it. If I wasn’t wet already, that definitely would’ve done it.
I should not have been thinking the things I was thinking at that moment. I should not have been remembering the way he smelled when he was on top of me, grinding against me until I came. Or the way he liked to slide his hand between my thighs from behind when I was lying on my stomach trying to finish homework late at night. Or how his throat made this low growly noise and his Adam’s apple bobbed when he threw his head back every time he jacked off onto my stomach.
I should have been focused on the fact that he’d just picked Tatum up and tossed her into the pool and was now heading straight to my chair.
But I could not stop looking at the way the water pressed against the fabric and detailed every outline of his dick.
His hands were on my waist now, lifting me in the air in front of him.
Shit.Shit, shit, shit.
“Keep staring at my dick like that and you’ll find out what it feels like inside you,” he said behind me, right before he bit my ass.
I wanted that. God, did I want it. I’d been thinking a lot about what it would feel like—him filling me, stretching me, pushing me past limits I didn’t know I had.
I almost got lost in it, almost forgot we were outside with my best friend a few feet away.
Then he tossed me into the pool.
The cold water stung my skin like a thousand needles, and I barely had time to hold my breath. Finally, my feet found purchase on the concrete bottom and pushed my body back up.
I immediately looked around for Tatum, hoping she hadn’t witnessed the whole ass-biting thing. Thankfully, she was obliviously wading toward the steps and smoothing her hair.
“You’re such a dick, Lincoln,” she yelled as she climbed out and grabbed a towel to wipe her face.
I heard his laugh behind me right before I felt his toned body press against my back. It was nice to hear him laugh after seeing how he looked last night.
“She’s going to see you.” I tried moving away but he stopped me by hooking his finger in the elastic band of my bikini bottoms. Oh, god.
He licked along the shell of my ear, then nipped the lobe. “Then let her see me.”
Lincoln gave zero fucks about consequences. He lived in the moment.
“What were you two talking about over there?” His hand inched to the front of my bottoms and slowly ran along the edges of the hem.
I lived for Lincoln’s jealousy. Just like he lived for mine. It was this toxic game of push and pull we’d been playing with each other from the moment we started messing around.
“Kyle Blankenship,” I said, completely nonchalant.Not a lie.
He tensed against my back. “What about him?” His voice was strained. I knew that tone. It was the one he used when he was keeping his demons at bay.
I shrugged.
He pressed his dick against my back and bit my shoulder. “Keep fucking with me, baby. We’ll see how that works out for you.”
My breath caught as I looked up at Tatum, who was standing with her back to us towel-drying her hair. “Lincoln.” I swallowed hard because…god.
“What would you do if I pushed these to the side?” His hot breath swept over my ear.
“You can’t.” My words were weak, just like my willpower.
“Watch me.” Lincoln slid his finger inside, along my slit, and my body burned at his touch despite the cold water surrounding us. He pressed his finger to my clit and rubbed slow, agonizing circles. Then he pushed another one inside my hole. “No more running from this, Songbird.” He leaned down and bit my neck. “Tonight this will be my dick.”
And then he moved his hand and backed away from my body just in time for Tatum to turn around and flip him off. He laughed, then climbed out of the pool like he hadn’t just played my body like an instrument. This was my life, and I loved it, as fucked-up and dysfunctional as it was.
I bent my knees and let the water cool off the heat simmering within. Lincoln was slowly seeping inside me in every way that mattered—every way but one. And I knew without a doubt that tonight, I would let him inside there too.