Page 3 of Pool Girl - An Instalove Possessive Age Gap

She must be like, what nineteen… twenty?

Age is just a number though. My alpha brain tells me she’s the one and she will be mine, and with no dad in sight, I can’t get her in my house quick enough.

Once I close the door, we’re both a foot apart just staring at each other.

How can she not recognize me? It was a long time ago, and I’m sure her dad knows lots of people but…

She shivers, and her eyes betray her again, moving south, spotting my growing arousal.

She’s not shivering from the cold.

And for some reason, I don’t feel like hiding my excitement from her, and her own is starting to look pretty obvious too.

I get tongue tied though, making an involuntary sound instead of actually saying anything, but she nods in agreement anyway.

“Let me start over,” I suggest, thrusting my hand out. “I’m Will… William, but you can call me Will.”

Her hand is in mine in an instant, the electric charge between us as we touch is undeniable.

So much for starting over and avoiding anything awkward.

Her fingers curl around mine and show no sign of wanting to let go.

“I’m Piper. Pool girl,” she rasps in a husky tone, almost making me groan she sounds so damned cute.

I was hoping my heart pounding against my ribs might settle down, that my now aching hard on might magically disappear and I could present myself as a respectable pool owner, but no.

The new and very obvious energy between us is only getting more intense by the moment.

“Uh, I have two pools, not sure if your dad told you,” I muse aloud, she shakes her head again, her eyes darting all over my body like a dot to dot game.

“I was about to have a swim inside, just now, maybe you’d like to start on the outdoor pool?”

Or maybe I could just bend you over this sideboard and fill you with my length until you squeal.

My hands start to sweat, almost trembling as I try to focus on acting normal. She looks glum, a little hurt even that I’ve moved the topic away from us and onto the pool job she’s here to do.

Walking a little ahead of her, I turn so my tent pole isn’t so obvious, ushering her through the house towards the indoor pool area.

My head’s turned back towards her, and she’s not looking at anything to do with my house.

“So, it’s just you and your dad right. No one else ?” I ask, suddenly needing to know just how much work I have ahead of me.

If she has a boyfriend, fiancé, or anything like that… that’s gonna be bad. Too bad for them, I mean.

She snaps her attention from staring at my ass and shakes her head again in the negative.

“You mean like a boyfriend?”

The word makes me stop in my tracks and I turn to face her as she walks straight into me, bumping up against my body.

Her chest, even through that parka is soft. My whole body aches and my cock hardens, just from the contact.

Soft against hard always feels nice.

She smells like something sweet, mixed with rain. I want to kiss her, hold her, but I can’t.

Not yet.

I need her to tell me she wants me before I can do anything.

Neither of us apologizes for the sudden invasion of each other’s personal space.

On the contrary, a slight whimper escapes her sweet lips and if anything, I feel her leaning into me, my member starting to twitch and tingle as it senses where it wants to go next.

I thought the whole pool boy fantasy was a myth… like an urban legend. But now the tables are turned.

A pool girl, who would have thought?

I don’t just want a fantasy though. One look at her, a few moments in her company and I know I want all of her, and for a very long time.

Forever should be a good place to start.Chapter ThreePiperTwo pools?

Anyone else’s place and I’d groan, but with Will, it means I can stay twice as long.

I’m still not sure if he’s just maybe nervous about having a new pool guy… girl, or if he’s actually interested in me.

A part of my brain is still telling itself his towel just has a knot in it, that it’s not really his huge length I’m seeing… just my imagination.

Turned away from me, I can’t be sure so I only stare at his perfect ass flexing underneath the same towel.

He turns suddenly and we collide, and the noise I make says it all.

I’ve never even kissed a boy, let alone anything else… only ever touched myself to wash… But as soon as Will Emmett’s giant body comes into contact with mine, I want him to take me.

I know I want to belong to him and him alone.

I wish he’d just bend me over that sideboard and take me with his huge length until I squeal.

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