Page 13 of Playing the Game
“He’s back,” someone says.
I’m paralyzed and can’t move anything but my eyes. Dori and the two boys aren’t anywhere to be seen. I want to be with them, and I’m confused about where they went.
Voices mumble as if underwater, making it so I can’t understand what they’re saying. I close my eyes to escape the bright glare and travel back to one of my early memories.
I can’t be more than seventeen, and Dori’s in her backyard sunbathing. Feeling brave, I sit in the grass next to her.
She’s in a white bikini, her hair is in two ponytails that hang loosely over each shoulder, and she’s wearing a purple sun visor. I’ve always found her attractive, but how she looks now is downright sinful.
She props up on her forearms and faces me. “I was just thinking about you.”
“Yeah? What about?” I stretch my legs out in front of me and rest back on my palms, keeping my gaze on her.
She flashes me a grin. “I’m sixteen now.”
“Yeah, I know. Why does that matter?”
“I’m old enough to date.” She tips her face to the sun. “What if you were the first one to take me out?”
My heartbeat ticks up. I peek over my shoulder, searching for Aiden. “Is that something you would want?”
“If you wanted to. Yeah, it would be fun.”
My stomach does cartwheels and I swallow hard. I’m still a virgin, and Dori suggesting we go out has my mind reeling with all sorts of sexual ideas. Unable to control myself, I start to grow in my pants.
Fuck, not now.
As a diversion, I move to sit cross-legged and bend over to play with the grass. I will myself to stay in check.
“Jami, I wasn’t asking you to kill me. Jeez.” With hurt melting her smile, she stands and gets in front of me.
I glance up. The sunlight surrounds her, making her curves pop and take form in a shadowy silhouette.
She’s a sex goddess. I want to pull her down on my lap and lose my virginity right here and now. My heart pounds as I stare at the most beautiful and intimidating woman I’ve ever seen.
She takes a step away. “Never mind. Let’s pretend I didn’t say anything.”
I reach up and grab her wrist. “No, don’t go. Sit next to me. I enjoy talking with you.”
She stalls for a beat, searching my eyes. I send her a warm smile, and she settles beside me. I grab her visor because what else can I do other than kiss her? She reaches for it, but I hide it behind my back.
“Come and get it, Dori.”
Her face breaks into a wicked grin. “I think I will.”
She pushes my shoulders, thinking she can knock me over, but I’ve filled out over the past year. I barely move, so she climbs in my lap, straddling me. She reaches behind me to get her hat.
Her breasts line up in my sight, and my plan backfires. I’m hard in seconds.
Jesus, how I want her.
My stomach churns with excitement. I flip her onto her back and tickle her.She squirms and pretends to push me off her as we wrestle for a moment.
My face is lined up to hers, and her pouty lips call for me. Her magnetic pull connects to my heart.
This moment is what dreams are made of. My body on hers. Mehovering over her while she writhes beneath me. I’m about to come in my pants, and I haven’t even kissed her.
The warm emotions I feel for her are like nothing I’ve ever experienced. They’re intense and fire off sparks I’m sure everyone can see.
