Page 327 of Filthy Elites

Aubrey

When we disembarkfrom the plane, I’m grinning from ear to ear.

I haven’t felt this happy in a long time.

Dare is waiting for me, leaning on the hood of his car. He smiles when he sees me, and I run into his arms, throwing mine around his neck and kissing him like we’re in the end scene of a rom-com.

Smiling warmly and kissing my lips, he secures his arms around my waist. “I missed you, too.”

“Today was the best day,” I tell him, unable to keep the happiness from bursting out of me.

“It sure was.” He pushes a chunk of hair behind my ear. “I’m looking forward to spending tonight with you.”

He told me when we talked earlier he wanted to do our date at his house tonight instead of mine. I like to sneak him into my room instead of coming to his place so I don’t have to leave Mom alone just in case she needs me, but as much as he has done for us today, I feel compelled to let him have his way.

Originally, he said we would go pick up my car from his house on the way home, but since I’m going to his house after, we drop Mom off at home first. I follow her inside and make sure she has everything she needs, but she tells me she’s tired after such an eventful day and wants to go to bed, anyway.

Then I run back out to Dare’s car and slide in the passenger seat.

He looks over at me out of the corner of his eye as he prepares to back out of the driveway. “You ready to learn to swim, mermaid?”

“No,” I say good-naturedly. “I guess at least knowing I have the star of the swim team teaching me, you won’t let me drown.”

He smirks as he cuts the wheel and backs onto the road. “Nah. I didn’t save your ass just to let you drown tonight.”

It’s still a warm night, but not super hot, so he rolls down the windows on the ride over to his place. My car is parked in the driveway, but he pulls up ahead of it, then stops.

He comes over and grabs my hand, and together we walk around back like I did alone that first night I showed up at his party.

To my surprise, when we get back there, he has presents waiting for me. I gasp at the completely unexpected show of romanticism—there are candles lit all around the pool, a bucket of champagne chilling with two flutes waiting on the table, and laid out on a pool lounger behind it is a brand new bikini and the prettiest pair of polka dot heels.

When we draw closer, I see that on the table with the champagne is also a round box of red roses and a little white bag from Dior.

“Dare,” I say, turning to look at him with my jaw hanging open.

He smiles, walking up behind me and securing his arms around my waist. “I told you I missed you.”

I laugh, leaning back into his embrace. “I wasn’t even gone for a whole day.”

“I wanted to surprise you.”

“I am definitely surprised.” I turn around in his embrace so I can give him a hug. “Thank you so much.”

He slides his hand around my neck, pulling me even closer and kissing me. “Now, go change into that bikini so we can get started.”

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Swimming lessons are over,but we’re still in the pool.

We’ve been in and out a few times, but I’m feeling downright languid as Dare pins me against the pool wall and devours my neck. He’s being rough so I know he’s leaving bruises, but the champagne is hitting me surprisingly hard so I don’t even seem to care. I have my legs wrapped around his waist, and I’m so turned on, I rub my pussy against him.

Dare tangles his fingers in my hair, tugging my head back hard and biting my neck. I gasp at the bite of pain, but he soothes it with his lips as he reaches behind my neck and unties my bikini top.

The bikini top hardly covers my boobs as it is. I should feel shy when the material drops away, but when his hand covers my bare boob and he squeezes, all I feel is warmth.

“Maybe we should move this inside,” I suggest.

“Too far,” he murmurs, kissing his way along my neck.

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