Page 50 of The Summer Intern

"Careful," he warned."It’s wobbly when you step out."

I took his offered hand, wobbling a little as I stood up in the unsteady kayak.My legs felt strangely weak after sitting for so long, and as I attempted to step out, my foot caught on the edge of the boat.

Time seemed to slow as I lost my balance, pitching forward with a startled yelp.Matt's arms shot out to catch me, but my momentum carried us both backward.We hit the water with a spectacular splash, Matt taking the brunt of the fall as I landed squarely against his chest.

Cool water shocked my system, soaking us both to the skin.For a moment, I froze in mortification, pressed against Matt's body in the shallow water.Then I heard it—Matt's laughter, deep and genuine, vibrating through his chest where I was plastered against him.

I pulled back slightly to look at his face.Water dripped from his hair, which had come loose from its bun during our fall.His eyes sparkled with mirth, and his smile—fuck, his smile made my stomach flip in ways that had nothing to do with our tumble.

"Graceful dismount," he teased, his hands still firmly on my waist, holding me close even as we sat in lake water up to our waists."Ten out of ten."

I didn't think—I just acted.With water dripping down both our faces and Matt's laughter surrounding us, I leaned forward and pressed my lips against his, silencing his amusement with a kiss that started as an impulse and instantly blazed into something more.His mouth, warm against mine despite the cold lake water, froze for just a heartbeat before responding with an intensity that made my head spin, teeth and tongue devouring me as his hands slid up my back and around my head, holding me in place so he could ravage me.

The world narrowed to the points where our bodies connected—lips pressed together, my hands clutching his shoulders, his in my hair.His chest rested against mine, and between my legs, our cocks started to harden, pulsing and throbbing as I rolled my hips, relishing the delicious contact.Time stretched and compressed simultaneously, making seconds feel like hours and minutes like seconds.

Matt groaned, the vibration traveling through his chest and into mine where our skin touched.His hands moved from my waist to my back, pulling me tighter against him, eliminating what little space remained between us.Even through our wet clothes, I could feel every inch of his big cock.

We were still half-sitting, half-lying in the shallow water, waves lapping around us with gentle persistence.The contrast of cold water and hot skin created a sensory overload that heightened every touch, every subtle shift of our bodies against each other.

When we broke apart for air, I was stunned by the raw hunger in Matt's eyes.His pupils were dilated, nearly swallowing the blue, and his breathing came in ragged pants that matched my own.Water droplets clung to his eyelashes and traced paths down his cheeks like tears, but the fierce desire in his expression was anything but sad.

"Casey," he breathed, my name sounding like both a prayer and a curse on his lips.

Before I could respond, Matt surged forward, capturing my mouth again in a kiss that was wilder, less controlled than before.His hands moved restlessly over my back, my sides, dipping down inside my swim trunks to grip my ass and haul me closer, guiding me in a gentle rocking motion that felt delicious enough to make me come.

Matt shifted, aligning our hips perfectly, and rolled against me in a slow, deliberate movement that drew gasps from us both.Even through layers of wet fabric, the friction was exquisite, sending sparks of pleasure racing up my spine.

"Matt," I moaned, unable to form more coherent words as he continued to rock against me, setting a rhythm that had my toes curling as I wrapped my legs around his waist and held on tight.

His mouth returned to mine, swallowing my sounds of pleasure as his hands slid under my shirt, pushing it up to expose my chest to the warm air.The contrast of sun-heated skin and water-cooled fabric created yet another layer of sensation that had me writhing beneath him.

Matt's lips left mine to trail down my neck, my chest, stopping to tease one nipple with his tongue while his fingers found the other.The dual assault sent jolts of pleasure straight to my groin, and I bucked up against him, seeking more.

"Patience," he murmured against my skin, though I could feel him trembling with the effort of holding back.

"Fuck patience," I growled, sliding my hands down to grab his ass, pulling him harder against me."I've been patient for days."

He laughed, the sound dark and promising."Since when are you patient about anything?"

"Since you've been too busy directing camp activities to fuck me properly," I shot back, enjoying the way his eyes darkened at my crude language.

Matt's hands moved to the waistband of my swim trunks, fingers teasing along the edge."Maybe I should remedy that right now."

I would have had a snarky comeback, but at that moment, Matt ground down against me with perfect pressure, creating a friction so intense that all words fled my mind.I could only moan, my head falling back against the sand as pleasure coursed through me.

Matt took advantage of my exposed throat, kissing and nipping his way from my collarbone to my jaw.His hips continued their maddening rhythm, each roll bringing me closer to the edge embarrassingly fast.

"Matt," I gasped, clutching at his shoulders."I'm going to—"

Right when I thought I’d found the perfect pressure, the loud bleat echoed across the water, followed by a shout that sounded like it was coming out of a bullhorn."All staff report to the beach!"

Matt froze above me, his entire body going rigid.For a moment, I thought—hoped—he might ignore it, but then another shout came, closer this time.

"We have an emergency.All staff report to the beach!"

With a groan of frustration, Matt dropped his forehead to rest against mine."Fuck," he muttered, his breath hot against my lips."Fucking timing."

“Tonight?”I asked, whining a little as I pressed close one last time.

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