Page 38 of My Summer Girl

I whimper, wanting them to feel how needy and worked up I am. They don’t have to look though. Their nostrils flare and they inhale deeply.

“What would your classmates think if they saw you right now? Would they bend at the knee to get all the droppings your messy pussy makes, or would they point and laugh? Letting you know you’re a little slut.”

My entire body flares at the word. Part of me wondered if it would bother me. It’s not a hard limit. If anything, it’s something on my list of maybes, but the way I clench around nothing tells me it’s something to explore more.

With a smirk, I trace the buttons on my top, unclasping the first one. By the time I go for the second, baring the lace of my bra, my vision darkens and the world disappears.

A weird sensation takes over, and a bright light collides with me. It’s exactly how portal-jumping from the Love Hub feels.

Then I’m descending.

Literally from the clouds in the sky, like I jumped off the edge of a cliff.

Time slows, and then I fall flat on my ass, connecting with the ground like it’s intimately involved with me.

My body barely covered by my schoolgirl outfit makes my skin burn. I was just with Vex, they were about to punish me for a scene, and now I’m wherever the Hades I’ve landed. Scanning the place, the sky appears to be a teal shade that looks nothing like any realm I’ve visited in the past, appearing more on the green side of teal than the blue.

Peering downward, I note the ground is covered in flowers that look a lot like sunflowers in the human realm. Like the ones I kept finding in the last week. They’re bright, encompassing, and when I reach down to sniff them, I can confirm they smell divine.

“What in the Hades pit of despair?” I gasp, needing to rub the sore spot on my ass.

“Did it hurt?” a deep voice asks, startling me. I cringe. This green giant is not pulling a cheesy human-realm type flirting tactic right now. “When you fell from the sky. It looked like you took a bad fall.”

I blink slowly, actually taking their words into consideration before letting my head fall back and releasing both a laugh and a sigh of relief that he isn’t flirting with me and is simply concerned. If I witnessed someone falling from the sky, I’d probably ask the same thing. After being in the human realm for so long, trust comes few and far between.

His eyes travel across my skin. There’s a type of care there and I’m stunned by how handsome he is. I shouldn’t be noticing him. I should be scared that I’m not still on that table in the Viewing Room with Vex.

He’s a sage green color, a little brighter than normal sage, but pretty all the same.

“I’m o-okay.” I stumble over the word, getting ready to stand. He pushes his arm out, offering a hand, his eyebrows raising as if he’s worried I’ll smack it away.

I don’t. I’m not entirely rude.

“I’m Raevar,” he offers as I grip his massive palm. Mine is like the smallest thing in comparison. As soon as our skin touches, a sharp zing rapidly shoots through my skin and I shudder, nearly buckling at the sensation.

Raevar’s expression immediately softens, almost like in awe, as if something finally makes sense to him. And I’m unsure of what to make of it. Peering over his form, I note that he’s dressed in cargo pants, boots, and a button-up. Oh, and he’s absolutely massive. Tall, muscular, and very pretty. Two teeth are exposed above his bottom lip and I wonder if they’re sharp. Would he hate it if I touched them?

Thinking better of it, I shake the thought away. “Dulce,” I respond. Pulling my hand free, I hold it against my chest as if it’s fragile while he continues to appear awestruck.

“Dulce,” he rasps, and damn, does his voice do something to me. It’s husky, like he pulled the sound from the deepest part of his chest. More rumble than speech. “Are you hurt? I can get some soothing plants for you.”

Blinking twice, I don’t even realize he’s speaking, because my entire body seems to hum in his presence. I want to touch him, brush across his skin, and see if it zaps me again.

“What?”

“You fell, little one. Are you hurt?”

“Oh,” I answer, touching the rest of my body for any injury the adrenaline might be hiding. “I don’t think so. My butt doesn’t exactly feel great, though.”

His forehead creases with concern, the features of his face softening further in response. “I’m sorry.” The words are so sincere I want to hug him for being kind.

“Please don’t apologize. It’s not your fault I fell through some portal.” I wave at him, letting him know it’s not a big deal. The worry stays on his face anyway and I go to press onto my neck, remembering the port-path Vex gave me.

But when I reach for it, it’s not there.

Shit.

I took it off right before our scene, wanting to look the student part. Peering down at my outfit once more, I gasp and close my eyes. It covers so little, showing my lingerie beneath, and possibly my ass if I bend at all.

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