Page 52 of A Game Of Love

Little minx.

Grabbing my top, I toss it off and grab a pair of swim trunks from the dresser, quickly changing into them before rushing out after her.

She stands by the door, waiting for me with an amused look on her face.

“You’re mean,” I pout, my cock still hard and no doubt on display as it presses against my trunks.

“Who, me?” she asks, fluttering her eyelashes like she’s all innocent and shit.

“Come on. Let’s go swim,” I mutter, glaring at her playfully.

“Yes. Swim.” She nods, shooting me a wink.

I laugh, bumping her with my shoulder, making her laugh too.

“So, did your mom really just give us permission to have sex?” I ask with a chuckle.

“I think so?” She grins up at me. “Rain is so different from my other parents. I love it, but also in moments like this...” She laughs, shaking her head. “That will never not be weird,” Lilly sighs.

“Can’t be as bad as her sitting you down and giving you condoms.” Toby’s voice has us both jumping.

Spinning around, we find him lying on his back in the pool, eyes closed as he floats.

“I remember that,” I snicker, walking over to one of the pool loungers. “The look of horror on your face was the best thing ever.”

“Yeah, yeah,” he sighs, flipping me off.

“What did you do with them?” Lilly asks, moving to stand next to the pool.

Toby’s eyes open, and he moves to stand up. Slowly, he makes his way over to her, eyes filled with hunger as he drinks her in. I get how he feels. It’s what I feel every time I look at her.

“Do with what?” he asks, tipping his head back to look up at her, his dripping hands wrapping around her ankles.

Lilly chews on her lip, looking a little embarrassed by the question. “The condoms. What did you do with them?”

Toby’s lips lift in a smile. “Nothing.”

“Nothing?” She frowns.

“Well, not nothing. I gave them to him.” Toby looks at me, and I groan.Thanks for selling me out on that one, buddy.

She looks over at me. “You?”

“Yes, okay. He gave them to me,” I sigh, shrugging. “I’m not proud of it. But at least I was covered.”

Her brows scrunch up. “I don’t want details,” she mutters.

“I wasn’t offering them,” I chuckle. I had a past before her. One I’m not ashamed of, but also one I’m not sad to see go. She’s the only girl I want for the rest of my life. No other woman matters.

“How come you didn’t use them for yourself?” Lilly asks, taking a seat on the edge of the pool.

Toby moves in between her legs, resting his hands on her thighs. I watch as she shivers at his touch, and his throat bobs as he swallows hard. “I wouldn’t need them if I wasn’t having sex.”

She reaches out, running her fingers through his wet strands. He sighs as if her touch soothes his soul.

I get it. She does the same for me.

“How come you never used them?” she asks, voice barely a whisper.

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