Page 44 of Summer of You

“Are we going to hang out here all day?” Chase asked. Before Gabriella showed up, my answer would have been yes. I didn’t feel right leaving the house.

I grabbed my phone and shoved it into my pocket. “I think we’re safe to head out for a bit.”

Wemade our way out the front door and started walking to the beach. The weather was better after the rain the other day. It had been needed and there was a freshness to everything.

The sand was still damp beneath our feet as we made our way to the water. There was something about the ocean that called to us. It was like coming home. Finding our peace when everything around us seemed to be falling apart.

Unlike the last few times we’d been down here, there was no running and crashing into the waves. Chase met me at the edge as we held our shoes in our hands and then the fingers of his free hand laced with mine as we walked along the shore. The water rushed over our feet and it all felt like it was meant to be. The timing felt perfect, but when I turned to tell Chase what was on the tip of my tongue, it was as if he’d read my thoughts, and it wasn’t what he wanted to hear. The panic in his eyes said that he wasn’t ready. It was too soon. It was clear he wasn't prepared to fully let go of the hurt despite how well things had been going.

I still needed to find a way to change his mind.

Chapter 31

Chase

It had taken a few days for Drew to get his health back in order. In all the years I’d known him, I’d never seen him get that sick. The girl with the soup visited almost daily, and after the first day, she got him out of his room and sitting on the couch.

The strangest part about Gabriella was that hiding that sort of relationship was nearly impossible in a town as tiny as Ocean Shores. It was a miracle Nathan and I had hidden things when we did. When I came out, most people had probably assumed it about us, anyway. With Gabriella being almost twenty-five years younger than Drew, that had to turn a few heads.

She was very sweet and would sit and watch TV with him while Max shoved in between them. They made an odd little family.

“Are you ready to head over to the house?”

I nodded to Nathan, sliding into the passenger seat of his car. My heart still did funny little flips thinking about the other day at the beach. It seemed like he was about to admit his lingering feelings for me. That he wanted to keep this going and make things official. And I was being stupid and selfish by not giving in. He’dbeen nothing but the perfect, doting boyfriend since the day I took him to the tree... without me letting him wear the title.

With Drew feeling better, it meant that we were back at work. Our workload had doubled since he hadn’t been tracking his properties while he’d been down. While we liked to have fun and mess around on-site, there had been none of it the past couple of days. And when we got home in the evenings, we were both too exhausted to do anything else.

As the scenery passed by out the window, I reflected on our discussion about Nathan letting me fuck him one day. Did he mean that? Not that it was something I should’ve been thinking about on our way to work, but maybe if we discussed it, it would give us something to look forward to.

“Do you think this is what it’s like for old married couples?”

Nathan laughed, looking my way for a moment and then back at the road. “What do you mean?”

“I just mean, I love sex. Like,loooovesex, but we’ve been too fucking tired to do it lately.”

I scowled when Nathan laughed.

“It’s not that funny.” I pouted as I crossed my arms and sank into my seat.

“It is. Just a bit. I love how fucking horny you are all the time.” Nathan’s hand slid up my thigh, between my legs, cupping my dick, and squeezing it. When I looked over, he was biting his lip, but his eyes were still glued to the road.

My whole body warmed as my cock plumped beneath his touch. Him touching me like this while we were driving was different, but still exciting. There was no thinking about it when I unsnapped my pants and pulled down the zipper so his fingers could slip inside.

The smile on Nathan’s face was absolutely wicked, and I loved it as his hand worked inside of my pants while he continued to drive. The bonus to these narrow roads was that we weren’t at risk of anyone driving alongside us and seeing what we were up to. Not that it would have bothered me. It would have only added to the thrill.

Just the idea had me rock hard. My eyes rolled back, and I bucked into Nathan’s grasp. “Fuck yes. Keep going.” I panted as his grip tightened.

“That’s my needy boy. Always so desperate for it.”

That warmth spread through me again, and my toes curled when his thumb dug into my slit. He’d never made me feel weird about being uncut. It was the one thing I’d always been self-conscious about in school in a locker room full of guys who looked nothing like me. When Nathan pushed the foreskin back and played with my head, I rode out the waves of ecstasy that came with having the sensitive skin exposed.

I pushed my pants down below my ass, exposing myself to the open air of the car, shivering momentarily as the cool air conditioning hit my overheated skin.

“Fuck, baby. Look at you.”

I loved it when Nate called me baby. And having my pants and underwear out of the way made it easier for him to jack me. Was it a little fucked up that this was all about me? Maybe. But there had been a few times I’d taken care of him without expecting anything in return.

We pulled into a driveway, and Nathan’s hand sped up. The friction, although rough, felt amazing even without lube. I was so frustrated from the last few days that it wasn’t going to take much more to shove me over the edge.

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