Page 12 of Pool Girl - An Instalove Possessive Age Gap

I tuck her into my bed and order her to stay put while I fetch some towels.

Turning to leave, I hear her giggle, then gasp. I spin around and seeing her eyes fixed on my own arousal, I forget about towels and opt for climbing in right next to her, believing her when she tells me the sheets and the heat from my cock will have her dry in no time.Chapter NinePiperWill’s sheets. His bed. It feels like a showroom and I wonder just how much these sheets actually cost and if I’m ruining then with my wetness.

But once he slides in next to me, kissing me again and then my head as I nuzzle into his huge, powerful, and warm chest, I forget everything, and pretty soon I must fall asleep because when I wake up, Will’s gone but I can hear his voice from downstairs.

I can still smell Will’s spicy perfect smell on the sheets, taste him in my mouth, but not having him right next to me makes me want to seek him out.

I’ve got nothing on and no robes or clothes insight. The robe I had earlier is gone, and I figure Will must be wearing it.

Wrapping myself in his bedspread, I steady myself, feeling my legs wobble until I remember what happened, and I smile to myself.

A very pleasant sensation glows inside of me and I hug his bedding even tighter, hugging my elbows and breathing in a deep sigh of satisfaction.

Creeping over to the doorway, I crane my neck to make sure no one else is there. I can hear his voice again, it sounds like he’s on the phone.

My heart feels like it’s stopped and a wave of panic replaces my euphoria as I realize he’s talking to my dad.

“It’s fine Guy… It really is. Like I said, it was just a little tumble and she got a soaking… yeah. Well, you sound sicker than anyone else right now, so no. You’re not coming over here to get her… I’ll make sure the other clients get notified she’s late...”

He goes quiet and knowing my dad Will’s having to stay silent so he can say his piece, it’s the only way to get anywhere with dad.

But how does he know? Will sounds like he knows my dad as well as I do maybe more.

The thought chills me further, and I feel a tugging in my mind. Like a memory, I can see but can’t place myself inside of. As though it’s a memory that belongs to somebody else.

“C’mon, buddy…” I hear Will continue finally. “Don’t be like that… I won’t let your business suffer and I’ll make sure Piper’s alright, I promise. Even if I have to go clean those pools myself!” he exclaims, and I know that he means it.

I know he would.

There’s a short silence, then I hear Will sighing to himself with relief, and then he chuckles softly.

“Alright, my friend… you stay in bed yourself and I’ll call in when you’re feeling up to it… yeah, I will… I’ll tell her.”

He hangs up and turning slowly his eyes meet mine as I stand at the top of the stairs.

“I didn’t mean to wake you,” Will smiles. “Feeling better?” he asks, looking genuinely concerned.

If it’s anything how I feel…

“How come you know my dad so well?” I hear myself ask, my voice sounding like it’s in a tunnel.

Will looks puzzled for a second, then creases his mouth in a frown, breathing hard through his nose.

“You don’t remember?” he asks, not sounding hurt, more hopeful.

I kind of do remember, but it’s from a time in my life when I was probably too young to form proper memories.

I shake my head slightly, feeling a creeping sensation I don’t like so much.

I like Will, a lot. But I don’t like this feeling inside me when I think of him and my dad both at the same time.

“I’ll come up,” he says, but I’m already halfway down the stairs now.

I need to know. I need to remember.

I stumble on the last few steps and Will catches me by the elbows, puffing his cheeks.

“C’mon Piper, back to bed,” he says firmly, but I hold my ground.

“How come you know my dad so well, Will?” I ask him forcefully, not meaning to sound so mad, but my voice echoes off the wide space of the hallway.

“I’ve known your dad since before you were born, Piper. If he never mentioned it, I’m not sure what to tell you. I helped set him up in business.”

I feel my mouth gaping, my jaw dropping as a whole flood of memories that have no real context suddenly come flooding back to me.

“I do alright for myself,” Will continues, in a bit of a reverie of his own, “And well… Well, I loaned your dad the money and gave him some advice when he started out.”

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