Page 14 of Pool Girl - An Instalove Possessive Age Gap

Realizing that I actually love her.

I open my mouth to tell her so, but she has more questions of her own.

“I just don’t understand how dad never mentioned you. How come you never came around?” she asks, as though she’s thinking out loud to herself.

I sigh gently, squatting down in front of her, finally resting myself on my knees between her legs. She opens her blanket. My blanket and I groan with a renewed interest that threatens to break all my concentration.

“I see your dad a lot…sometimes,” I tell her, struggling to recall the last time I actually did, in a social sense. We speak more on the phone, he’s so busy but when he comes to do the pools, we just shoot the breeze.

Sometimes.

Admittedly, it’s not like it was in the old days, and I know he hasn’t touched the money I’ve been sending.

‘I don’t need your handouts anymore, Will. Business is good. I paid you back so let’s just leave it at that,’ he often says whenever I know things aren’t going great and he needs to spend what I’ve given him.

I realize now it was to protect Piper. That he didn’t want her knowing if things were tight because he knows how much she worries.

Feeling my hands run up her thick, smooth thighs again, I grip her by them and pull her close so her body’s pressed right up against mine.

She draws the blanket around us both, and her arms hook around my neck.

“We can tell him in time,” I tell her. “Nobody has to know anything about us until you want them to.”

That ripple of worry passes over her again, and I kiss her tenderly, wishing there was a way to stay like this forever and not have anyone else upset by it.

Namely her dad.

I know Guy well enough. He won’t just feel mad, he’ll be hurt and feel betrayed, like I spent all this time helping him just so I could help myself to Piper once she was grown up, which isn’t true at all.

“Do you mean it?” Piper asks, suddenly breaking my train of thought.

I think she means it in reply to me telling her how much I love her until I remember I haven’t even told her that yet.

I try to tell her again, but she interrupts. “About the pools route? Will you really help me clean them all?”

I smile, chuckle and then kiss her again, and then again.

If I can’t get a word in to tell her how much I care, I may as well show her how much I love her… and her dad too, by helping them both out.

“Sure I will,” I say, a matter of fact but caution her firmly. “You, however? You stay wrapped up and nowhere near any water, understand?” I tell her, shaking a finger in front of her face, smiling.

She nods slowly, kissing the tip of my finger, which she then proceeds to start to suck. I shudder a breath in and wonder just how I’ll manage to ever leave the house if this keeps up, let alone be bothered to clean anything, especially a damned pool.

“Now, Piper,” I tell her again, using my best diplomatic tone.

“Just show it to me again, Will. Let me see it. Let me suck it,” she says, teasing me, her eyes wide, making me swallow hard because I know how serious she really is.

Her hand starts to explore under my robe, and once I feel her palm wrap around the swollen head of my cock, I know I’m done for all over again.

She grinds her jaw, shifting in her seat, making the leather squeak under her, her breath starting to pant as she starts to jerk me off, making me moan loudly.

Switching hands, she keeps working me while bringing the other up to her mouth, kissing and then licking the thick line of clear fluid which she’s traced right from my dick to her mouth.

I never thought a girl like Piper would be into talking dirty, into anything we’ve done so far, but knowing she is, just makes me want her even more. It makes me wonder just how much longer I can wait until she’s ready for me to claim her properly.

“I want you so bad, Piper,” I groan, not even hiding my look of near desperation, the need to fill her is all consuming now.

She slows her hand but holds her grip on my organ. Her own breath shivering into a whimper again and I feel her need for me, but still, she holds back from letting me claim her completely.

“Maybe once we finish the pools,” she says cryptically, looking down again and gasping.

I feel my eyes rolling, but close them instead, commanding myself to have some patience, reminding myself that Piper just about drowned today.

I should just be thankful for things going the way they have in the downstairs department.

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