Page 79 of The Hookup Situation
She hums “Part of Your World” and floats on her back, body glowing under the starlight.
“The Milky Way will be rising soon,” I say, swimming over to her, pulling her against me. “Another thing marked off your list.”
“Yes, thank you.” She wraps her arms around my neck, and suddenly, the teasing stops.
We’re kissing, hands everywhere, the warm water making everything feel dreamlike. She reaches down and grabs me, and I groan against her neck.
“Jules, if you keep doing that?—”
“Mmm.” She strokes me again. “Does it feel good?”
“Fuck. Yes,” I whisper against her mouth.
I slide one hand between her legs, rubbing against her clit. She moans out, wrapping one arm around me as I hold on to her, treading water like our lives depend on it.
We’re so lost in each other.
“There’s that sound I love,” I whisper against her skin. “Gonna come for me, pretty girl?”
“I’m so close,” she says.
I feel the build, and then I hear voices.
“Shit!” Julie freezes. “Someone’s coming!”
“I was hoping it would be you coming, but …” I say with a smirk.
With her orgasm disappearing, we’re on full alert.
Through the trees, I see several flashlights bobbing closer. There are deeper voices, but they’re not adults; it’s a group of teenagers.
“Our clothes,” Julie whispers as we keep everything but our heads underwater.
“Hopefully, they won’t notice,” I say. My cock aches for her.
I speak too soon.
“Dudes, a fire!”
“Look at this setup. Someone was getting laaaaid!” another guy says.
I chuckle, and Julie glares at me.
“Check out this lingerie! Oh, I wonder if they’re worn.” The kid sniffs her panties. He has to be no older than sixteen.
I try not to chuckle.
She elbows me in my ribs. “Little perverts.”
“They’ll leave,” I say.
But they don’t.
They sit down at our fire, open the other bottle of champagne, and laugh at my boxers.
“Douchebags wear underwear like this.”
“Oh my God, is that a bra? Dibs!”
