Page 11 of Slippery When Wet

“There isn’t anything I’ve been dying to try out.”

“You’re a pretty little liar, you know that?” She blushed and chewed on her lip.

“So… you’re offering me, like, lessons? On how to be a badass?” My hand itched to spank her plump ass cheeks for saying a bad word. The daddy in me, the one she had brought to life and was in full force, didn’t want her saying bad words. Not unless it was in the heat of the moment while I was balls deep inside of her.

“Sure. We can call them that,” I agreed, only half paying attention. Fuck, I’d sign over the deed to my house if she asked me to in that moment.

“Oh.” Her eyes hooded, and there was no hiding the way she looked at my mouth. My own eyes dropped and focused on her lips.

Fuck, they were perfect.

But then again, what wasn’t when it came to Abby?

A deep naturally mauve color, plump and full, contrasted against her naturally olive-toned skin. I had spent endless hours jerking off to the thought of her lips around my cock.

“Maybe we can have one right now?” she said, leaning in closer. I grunted.

This was a lot more than I had expected when I’d followed her in here.

“Yeah?” I asked roughly, wondering what the hell she was up to and what the hell I’d done to deserve her trust.

“Yeah, I mean…” She licked her lower lip. Abby’s arms wrapped around my neck, and suddenly, we weren’t just close, we were basically inseparable. Our chests pressed against one another, and even in the water, I could have sworn I felt the stiff buds of her nipples rubbing against my overheated skin. “I was wondering if maybe…” Her voice drifted off, and my brows bunched together.

“Maybe what?” I asked, swallowing hard.

“I was hoping maybe…” Her teeth sank into her plump lower lip. Fuck, the sight of it had my dick straining against the stiff material of my swim trunks.

I was dying to kiss her.

To be the one to pull and tug and bite on that perfect lip.

“What, princess? What do you want?”

“A kiss?” she whispered, and everything inside of me felt alive. Her pretty cheeks turned a brighter pink, and I knew it was my new favorite color. “I’ve never,” she breathed, and I blinked.

She’s never… could that mean she’d never been kissed?

Never been touched?

Mine. Mine. Mine. Fucking hell. All that time, I’d been standing on the sidelines, some stupid dipshit could have swooped in and taken what was mine. Not anymore. From here on out, Abby Rivas was mine. All mine. Every single first would be with me.

I’d be her first and last. Her only.

A low possessive sound vibrated through me.

“You’ve never what, baby girl?” I hardly recognized the sound of my own voice.

“I just, umm…” She swallowed. Her beautiful eyes darted from my mouth back to my eyes and then down to my lips again. They tingled under her gaze. “I told you how I was a scaredy cat…”

“Baby—-“

“I have been,” she pushed. “Always. I’m terrible at the whole flirting and dating thing, so I focused of school then work,” she shared. I couldn’t tear my eyes off her.

She was stunning.

Dark endless eyes I felt could see right through me. Curves in all the right places that made my hands ache to grip and touch. Abby had a mouth made for sin and a face of an angel.

What the hell was wrong with the guys in this town? The guys she’d gone to school with must have been idiots.

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