Page 12 of Summer Waves

Bethany turned and faced me. She was grinning like a fox as the saying goes. She held up a finger and did the gesture for me to turn. I couldn’t help but bust out laughing. Slowly, I turned to where my back was to her.

“Do I pass for human?” I joked.

“Mmhmm. Definitely,” she said in a tone that made my dick hard.

Fuck. How in the hell was I going to weasel out of this one to where she wouldn’t see me hard?

“Going to face that way forever? Not that I’m complaining,” she asked in a giggle.

“Of course.” With large strides, I made my way to the other side of the kitchen island to where she couldn’t see my lower half. I looked at her. Her eyebrow was raised and she was giving me a funny look.

“O...kay.” She went back to looking for something for the flowers. I really should have bought the vase.

Bethany bent down and dug around in a lower cabinet. Her round ass was making it impossible for me to get rid of my hard-on. I feared that at any moment she was going to come around the island and see the bulge in my shorts. Then she would think I was some sort of pervert, kick me out, tell her brother, and I’d have to deal with him.

“If you stare any harder, you’re going to burn a hole,” Bethany laughed. I snapped out of my trance and found her leaned against the counter facing me and grinning.

“Sorry,” I rubbed the back of my neck and diverted my eyes to the ceiling. If I was lucky, the distraction would help me get rid of the current situation in my shorts.

“Are you okay?” she asked, walking over to the island. I looked at her.

“Yes,” I blurted. “I’m just…”

There was no way out of this. Even if I attempted to play all this off, she would see right through my bullshit.

“Maybe, we should postpone this date,” I groaned. The look on Bethany’s face shifted to a look of embarrassment.

“Something I did?” she asked softly. Her voice was filled with insecurity.

“No. Heaven’s no,” I said firmly. “This is all on me. Not you.”

“Typical guy answer,” she huffed and then walked out of the kitchen towards the front door.

“I swear it’s not what you think, Bethany.” I quickly followed behind her. “Bethany, it’s–”

My words came to a screeching halt when she suddenly stopped and I ran into her. There was no point in trying to explain postponing the date because my hard-on pressed against her ass was probably a dead giveaway.

“I am so sorry,” I whispered but didn’t attempt to move. Honestly, I was frozen in place by nerves.

“Isthatwhy you’re trying to postpone?” Bethany asked. She sounded amused.

“Glad one of us finds this funny,” I grumbled. “Makes me look like some kind of pervert.”

Bethany giggled and shook her head.

“Makes you seem like you’re interested in me… or at least part of me.” She turned and faced me. She had a shit-eating grin on her face. She knew she had me wound uptight and she was loving every minute of it.

“I’m interested in every part of you,” I rasped huskily. Bethany breathed heavily and shifted on her feet.

“And, I’m interested in every part of you,” she smiled. Her words were just fueling the fire that was burning inside me for her.

“Bethany,” I warned.

“Sorry,” she sighed and then shook her head and stepped back. “I sound like a slut.”

She bolted for the kitchen, but I grabbed her hand as she passed me. I turned her to face me, pulled her against me with my arm around her waist, and kissed her softly. Just a kiss so I could feel her lips and she could feel mine – a teasing kiss.

When I pulled away, I looked down at her and smiled.

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