“Jesus, you two, get a fucking room.”
I pull back and look over to see Reese and his new flame, Emily, walking towards us. He’s got his arms around her shoulders and is grinning back as he approaches. I sit back and when he reaches the table, give him our team handshake.
“What the fuck did you two do here? Have a milkshake massacre?” he asks.
Belle grins. “Max doesn’t know how to drink one, it would appear.”
“Apparently.” Reese rolls his eyes. “Anyway, we’re going down to the beach, you guys wanna join?”
Reese accepted Belle into my life easily, and surprisingly so did my team. There’s a good group of people at school who are cool with it, and another group who aren’t. Those people follow Demi in hopes of being her friend, or being her fuck for the night. It divided the school up, but I kept a good deal of my friends and I’m happy with that. Being with Belle is worth more than every asshole who decided she wasn’t good enough for me.
We still haven’t shaken Demi off, but I’m hoping she’ll get bored soon.
Hoping.
“I’m in,” Belle says, standing.
I smile at Reese. “Right, that’s decided then.”
We all stand and leave the café, but not before I catch a glimpse of the angry waitress storming towards our table. I flash her a smile and her look quickly fades as her cheeks grow pink. She waves and smiles. Works every time.
I take Belle’s hand and we all head down to the beach. It’s a warm day, the middle of summer, so it’s packed with people lazing about, sunning their bodies.
“Here,” Emily says, pointing to a clear spot.
We all sit down, and I take Belle, placing her between my legs so her back is to my chest and my arms are around her. I put my chin on her shoulder and turn my head to nuzzle her neck. She shivers in my arms and my dick instantly goes hard. It’s difficult to keep it soft around her. Especially when she’s kissing me.
“We’re going for a swim,” Reese says, jumping up.
Emily gets up with him, tossing her shirt and shorts until she’s in a bikini. He throws her over his shoulder and runs towards the water, her squealing the whole way.
“You wanna swim, baby?” I murmur into Belle’s ear.
“Yes, I really do.”
Grinning, I stand and pull off my shirt. I’ve got shorts on, but they’re not swimming shorts. No matter. Belle stands too, and stares down at her tank and tiny shorts, then she looks back to me. “I can’t swim in these.”
“Course you can, sweetheart. I’ve got a shirt in my car you can put on.”
Her cheeks grow pink, but I don’t let her hesitate. I do the same thing Reese did. I lean in, dropping my shoulder into her belly and hauling her up. She squeals happily and reaches down, slapping my ass as I jog towards the water.
I throw her in first and her tiny body flies into the blue depths. Laughter trails behind her. I dive in too, fucking loving how the water feels against my skin.
I find Belle and catch her in my arms. She wraps her legs around my waist and we float there like that a while, laughing and splashing each other. I let her go eventually and she ducks under the water, wetting her hair again. When she comes up, she’s got drops of it running down her skin. My dick gets hard again. Fuck, this is proving to be harder and harder with each passing day.
She stares at me, no doubt seeing the lust in my eyes, and her cheeks grow pink. She looks down to the water, and murmurs, “Max?”
“Yeah, baby?” I ask, my voice thick with want.
“Um.” She swallows, and whatever is on her mind is making her nervous.
I swim closer and pull her into me so our faces are close. “You can tell me whatever it is you’re thinking, Blue Belle.”
“We kiss . . . a lot . . . and it’s so good,” she says, her voice low.
“Fuck yeah it’s good.”
“I just . . . I wanted . . . to maybe . . .”
Fuck.
“Maybe what?” I rasp.
“I’ve wondered what it will be like . . . to touch you, and for you to touch me.”
“I touch you all the time, Blue Belle,” I say, studying her face.
“I mean . . .”
“You want me to touch between your legs.”
Her cheeks burn red but she nods.
“You want me to make you come, sweetheart?”
She shudders in my arms, and I think that’s a big fucking yes.
“Then stay still.”
“What?” she squeaks. “You can’t do it here.”
I grin. “Can’t I?”
I spin her around so her back is pressed to my chest. I use my hand to flatten her against me, and then I lower us into the water deeper, so only our heads are out.
“Max,” she whispers.
“Trust me, Blue Belle. It’ll be fucking explosive.”
I run my lips over her neck and her entire body breaks out in little quivers. I keep one hand pressed flat against her belly, holding her to me, while my other hand slides down to her shorts.
“Max,” she whimpers.
“Just trust me. I’ll make you feel fucking incredible.”
I put pressure on her belly and she makes a tiny throaty sound that’s so fucking sweet I shudder right along with her. I press my cock into her back and she gasps. “Do you see what you do to me, Blue Belle?”
I unbutton her shorts and then slowly lower my hands into her panties. She gasps when I make first contact with her sweet little mound. I move lower, reaching the top of her pussy. Fuck. So fucking hot. She reaches over and grabs onto my wrist, stopping me. “I’m scared, Max. I’ve never . . .”
“Hey,” I say, kissing her jaw. “I’d never do anything to hurt you, or embarrass you.”
“But you’re experienced and I’m . . .”
“Fucking pure and perfect. Let me give you my experience, Blue Belle.”
I dip my hand lower and she drops my wrist. Her body tenses as I part her folds and gently slip my finger into her warm flesh. She gasps as I rub my fingertip over her aching clit. Holy shit. I feel like I’m going to come in my fuckin’ pants.
“I can’t tell if you’re wet or not,” I growl into her ear. “But I’m guessin’ you are.”
“Max,” she gasps.
I rub slowly, loving every sound of pleasure and surprise she makes. She arches back into me and I remove the hand from her belly and raise it up to pinch her hard nipples through her shirt. Her gasping turns into desperate little cries only I can hear.
“Do you like my fingers on your pussy?”
“Oh, gosh,” she whimpers.
“Do they feel good?”
“Yes,” she breathes. “Yes.”
I rub a little faster now, loving the feeling of her clit hardening beneath my touch. I want to dip lower, to thrust my fingers inside her, but I won’t do that here. I just keep rubbing and flicking, pinching and twisting until her entire body explodes in my arms and she trembles. Little gasps of pleasure escape her lips and her head drops back onto my shoulder.
My cock is so hard it feels as if it’s going to burst. I need to fucking deal with it, or I’ll never be able to get out of the water.
“Turn around, Blue Belle,” I rasp into her ear.
I pull back and look over to see Reese and his new flame, Emily, walking towards us. He’s got his arms around her shoulders and is grinning back as he approaches. I sit back and when he reaches the table, give him our team handshake.
“What the fuck did you two do here? Have a milkshake massacre?” he asks.
Belle grins. “Max doesn’t know how to drink one, it would appear.”
“Apparently.” Reese rolls his eyes. “Anyway, we’re going down to the beach, you guys wanna join?”
Reese accepted Belle into my life easily, and surprisingly so did my team. There’s a good group of people at school who are cool with it, and another group who aren’t. Those people follow Demi in hopes of being her friend, or being her fuck for the night. It divided the school up, but I kept a good deal of my friends and I’m happy with that. Being with Belle is worth more than every asshole who decided she wasn’t good enough for me.
We still haven’t shaken Demi off, but I’m hoping she’ll get bored soon.
Hoping.
“I’m in,” Belle says, standing.
I smile at Reese. “Right, that’s decided then.”
We all stand and leave the café, but not before I catch a glimpse of the angry waitress storming towards our table. I flash her a smile and her look quickly fades as her cheeks grow pink. She waves and smiles. Works every time.
I take Belle’s hand and we all head down to the beach. It’s a warm day, the middle of summer, so it’s packed with people lazing about, sunning their bodies.
“Here,” Emily says, pointing to a clear spot.
We all sit down, and I take Belle, placing her between my legs so her back is to my chest and my arms are around her. I put my chin on her shoulder and turn my head to nuzzle her neck. She shivers in my arms and my dick instantly goes hard. It’s difficult to keep it soft around her. Especially when she’s kissing me.
“We’re going for a swim,” Reese says, jumping up.
Emily gets up with him, tossing her shirt and shorts until she’s in a bikini. He throws her over his shoulder and runs towards the water, her squealing the whole way.
“You wanna swim, baby?” I murmur into Belle’s ear.
“Yes, I really do.”
Grinning, I stand and pull off my shirt. I’ve got shorts on, but they’re not swimming shorts. No matter. Belle stands too, and stares down at her tank and tiny shorts, then she looks back to me. “I can’t swim in these.”
“Course you can, sweetheart. I’ve got a shirt in my car you can put on.”
Her cheeks grow pink, but I don’t let her hesitate. I do the same thing Reese did. I lean in, dropping my shoulder into her belly and hauling her up. She squeals happily and reaches down, slapping my ass as I jog towards the water.
I throw her in first and her tiny body flies into the blue depths. Laughter trails behind her. I dive in too, fucking loving how the water feels against my skin.
I find Belle and catch her in my arms. She wraps her legs around my waist and we float there like that a while, laughing and splashing each other. I let her go eventually and she ducks under the water, wetting her hair again. When she comes up, she’s got drops of it running down her skin. My dick gets hard again. Fuck, this is proving to be harder and harder with each passing day.
She stares at me, no doubt seeing the lust in my eyes, and her cheeks grow pink. She looks down to the water, and murmurs, “Max?”
“Yeah, baby?” I ask, my voice thick with want.
“Um.” She swallows, and whatever is on her mind is making her nervous.
I swim closer and pull her into me so our faces are close. “You can tell me whatever it is you’re thinking, Blue Belle.”
“We kiss . . . a lot . . . and it’s so good,” she says, her voice low.
“Fuck yeah it’s good.”
“I just . . . I wanted . . . to maybe . . .”
Fuck.
“Maybe what?” I rasp.
“I’ve wondered what it will be like . . . to touch you, and for you to touch me.”
“I touch you all the time, Blue Belle,” I say, studying her face.
“I mean . . .”
“You want me to touch between your legs.”
Her cheeks burn red but she nods.
“You want me to make you come, sweetheart?”
She shudders in my arms, and I think that’s a big fucking yes.
“Then stay still.”
“What?” she squeaks. “You can’t do it here.”
I grin. “Can’t I?”
I spin her around so her back is pressed to my chest. I use my hand to flatten her against me, and then I lower us into the water deeper, so only our heads are out.
“Max,” she whispers.
“Trust me, Blue Belle. It’ll be fucking explosive.”
I run my lips over her neck and her entire body breaks out in little quivers. I keep one hand pressed flat against her belly, holding her to me, while my other hand slides down to her shorts.
“Max,” she whimpers.
“Just trust me. I’ll make you feel fucking incredible.”
I put pressure on her belly and she makes a tiny throaty sound that’s so fucking sweet I shudder right along with her. I press my cock into her back and she gasps. “Do you see what you do to me, Blue Belle?”
I unbutton her shorts and then slowly lower my hands into her panties. She gasps when I make first contact with her sweet little mound. I move lower, reaching the top of her pussy. Fuck. So fucking hot. She reaches over and grabs onto my wrist, stopping me. “I’m scared, Max. I’ve never . . .”
“Hey,” I say, kissing her jaw. “I’d never do anything to hurt you, or embarrass you.”
“But you’re experienced and I’m . . .”
“Fucking pure and perfect. Let me give you my experience, Blue Belle.”
I dip my hand lower and she drops my wrist. Her body tenses as I part her folds and gently slip my finger into her warm flesh. She gasps as I rub my fingertip over her aching clit. Holy shit. I feel like I’m going to come in my fuckin’ pants.
“I can’t tell if you’re wet or not,” I growl into her ear. “But I’m guessin’ you are.”
“Max,” she gasps.
I rub slowly, loving every sound of pleasure and surprise she makes. She arches back into me and I remove the hand from her belly and raise it up to pinch her hard nipples through her shirt. Her gasping turns into desperate little cries only I can hear.
“Do you like my fingers on your pussy?”
“Oh, gosh,” she whimpers.
“Do they feel good?”
“Yes,” she breathes. “Yes.”
I rub a little faster now, loving the feeling of her clit hardening beneath my touch. I want to dip lower, to thrust my fingers inside her, but I won’t do that here. I just keep rubbing and flicking, pinching and twisting until her entire body explodes in my arms and she trembles. Little gasps of pleasure escape her lips and her head drops back onto my shoulder.
My cock is so hard it feels as if it’s going to burst. I need to fucking deal with it, or I’ll never be able to get out of the water.
“Turn around, Blue Belle,” I rasp into her ear.
