Page 20 of OneTime Lovers
“Are you offering to start our deal a little earlier than planned? Because I’m up for that.”
I wiggle my eyebrows suggestively at her, but I don’t think she noticed as she’s still staring at my cock. “Now if you’ve finished checking me out, I’m going to dive into the pool,” I tell her.
Tilting her head to the side, she says, “Just wanting to make sure you’ll be able to fulfill your part of the deal.”
“Have no doubt, pretty lady, I can fulfill every one of your needs,” I reply before diving into the water to cool down. Surfacing, I swim back toward her.
“You, mister, can stop right there,” she says, holding up her hand, indicating she doesn’t want me entering her personal space.
“What? Don’t you trust yourself around me?” I joke, keeping my distance. She’s right if I get too close, I’ll be tempted to touch her, and I’m over being nearly caught out again in public.
“Wow, your ego knows no bounds,” she says with another eye roll.
I kind of like her eye rolls, I mean those alluring green eyes of hers are very expressive.
“Yes, I do have a big ego as you may have noticed, and I certainly don’t have any boundaries.” I catch a brief flash of passion across her face, which she tries to quickly mask with a laugh.
“Enough already, it’s way too early in the morning for this kind of banter. My brain is still fuzzy from too much champagne last night.”
Turning to the edge of the pool, she pulls herself from the water, providing me with a close-up view of her perfect curvy butt. Smothering a groan, I watch as she walks over to her towel, wringing the water from her hair. She really does have a spectacular body. She’s becoming my idea of the perfect package, sexy and intelligent. What a shame we’re going to have to wait till tonight for our one-time deal to be actioned.
I wonder again why she only wants it to be a one-time deal, it’s a question I tossed around in my head last night as I lay awake. There are a lot of questions I have for her, but now isn’t the right time to ask.
Wrapped in her beach towel, she looks back to me with a secretive smile tugging on her lips as she says, “I guess I’ll catch you later, Scott.”
“It’s unavoidable, Jasmine.” My comment stretches her smile wider before she turns and leaves.
Placing my goggles over my eyes, I push off from the side of the pool, stroking hard through the laps, all the while remembering my conversation with the beautiful woman who pushes all my buttons.
A little while later, dressed in shorts and a T-shirt, I follow the path to the tiki hut where I’m meeting the boys for a barbeque breakfast or grill out as they like to call it. I pull my aviators from my top pocket, the bright sun glistening on the water is blinding. It’s another sunny, blue-sky day, perfect for Luke and Cassie’s wedding.
The closer I get, the stronger the smell of grilling meat is carried on the already heavy humid air, and my stomach rumbles in appreciation. There are my friends, Luke, Blake, Parker, Ben, and Tim gathered under the thatched roof and as is typical whenever we have a cookout, fighting over the tongs. We do like to turn every occasion into a competition and today is no different.
“About time you got here,” shouts Blake when he sees me approaching across the lawn.
“Sorry for being late, but some of us like to stay in shape. I was up early exercising,” I respond with a standard dig about Blake’s fitness levels. While Blake is certainly physically fit and by no means is letting himself go, I’m faster and fitter, mostly because I’m not desk bound like him.
“Hmm, I wonder what kind of exercising that involved,” asks Blake, his eyes searching mine above his coffee cup. What’s he on about?
Frowning, I hold his stare as I answer his cryptic comment, “Just swimming laps, nothing unusual there.”
Nodding slowly, he wanders over to pour himself more coffee. Not willing to let it go, I follow him.
Lowering my voice so the others don’t hear, I ask, “You got something you want to say to me, Blake?”
Giving me a sideways look, with an accompanying grin, he asks, “Just wondered if you were going to share with us what you were doing in the bushes with Jasmine last night.”
Fuck, so he did hear us.
“Nothing, thanks to you coming along the path when you did,” I tell him, still a little pissed that my heavy petting session with Jasmine was so rudely interrupted.
Blake’s sudden bark of laughter attracts the attention of the guys at the grill and Luke asks, “What’s so funny?”
“Nothing, only Blake being an annoying fucker,” I tell Luke, who knowing Blake the best, accepts my explanation without question.
Glaring at Blake, I drop my voice as I say, “I’d appreciate you keeping this to yourself because I’m sure Jasmine won’t want word to get out that we were fooling around in the bushes.”
Blake slaps me hard on the back before saying, “I’m sure she doesn’t. Your secret’s safe with me, mate.”
