Page 39 of Free-Falling
I snort. “No, I don’t regret shit because I plan on being balls deep inside of her when we reach somewhere with a bathroom.”
Oran chuckles and shakes his head. “You’re a fucking sex addict, bro. Go get help.”
“You’re only talking shit because you have to share a room with Karessa and you’re still not getting any,” I tilt my head. “Why is that? I know I said I’d mind my business, but now, I’m curious.”
Oran narrows his eyes at me. “You’re right, go back to minding your business.”
I snicker. “Damn, you jack off to thoughts of her pussy, don’t you?”
I smile, shaking my head the second Oran flips me the finger. He sits up, and his other hand joins in the insult for added measure. I laugh as he stands, walking off towards the bar. “Bring me a whiskey, will you?”
“Fuck you.” He walks off, but I know he’ll bring me a drink. Angry bastard.
I feel Ainslee the second she sits on my back. “Hi, baby.” I say to her, “stand up for a second, will you?”
The second she stands, I turn to face her. I command her to sit with my eyes, and she does it. I smirk as I hook my fingers in her bikini bottom and pull her to me. She lets out a surprised yelp as her hands land on my bare shoulders. “Shit, Jagger, can you warn me next time?”
“Uh, no. Now, I’ve got a question for you,”
“Shoot.” Ainslee answers.
“This bathing suit, should I be pissed that these fucking dirtbags can’t keep their eyes off you or should I consider myself the luckiest man alive?”
Ainslee tries to hide her smile, but I can see how much she wants to. I unhook my fingers, reaching out and grabbing her jaw, I caress her jaw with my thumb again. I don’t know why I enjoy gazing into her gray eyes while I do this. Anything to touch her is all that I want, really. With little thought, I pull her to me and kiss her like I’ve been wanting to ever since she came out of the water. Ainslee wraps her arms around my neck, gripping my hair hard. I haven’t cut my hair, and she loves that she has enough to pull, to make me hurt.
“Really, asshole? I fetch your drink and you’re here locking lips?” I hear Oran.
He says something else, but it’s lost to me as I tongue Ainslee down one more time, then force myself to let her go. I take my time turning away from her and look at Oran with disgust written all over my face. I snatch my drink before he throws it out. The bastard would do it. I drink and face Ainslee pulling her closer to me by her ass. I think I’m officially done with the beach for the day; I need to be inside of her. I turn my head again and I face a blushing Karessa, shit.
“Shit, sorry, Karessa.” I say. I’m not apologizing to Oran, but I’ll apologize to her. She’s a sweetheart and kudos to her for putting up with Oran. He may be my best friend but it doesn’t mean I don’t know how he gets sometimes. We probably mesh so well because we give each other space.
She smiles at me. “Oh no, it’s fine. You guys are cute together.”
“Thank you.” Both Ainslee and I say at the same time.
“You guys are cute together too.” I say to her and gesture to Oran, I challenge him to say the opposite, I’m practically daring him to. When he doesn’t, I smile mischievously while I sip the rest of my drink.
Oran results in being a child and tips the bottom of my glass. My drink spills over to my chin and chest. He has a big smile on his face and so do I, but my smile vanishes the second I feel Ainslee’s tongue lick up the liquid on my chest first. Then she goes for my neck, pulling me closer by placing her hand at the nape of my neck. She sucks my Adam’s apple for a quick second then licks the rest off my chin. When she pulls away, I turn to face her. I narrow my eyes at her while her grin becomes like the cheshire cat’s.
“All clean. That was a good drink. What was that? I should go get one.” She tries to get up but my hand stays firm on her ass, keeping her right over my painfully hard dick.
“Stay the fuck down, Ainslee.” I grit through my teeth.
Her pupils dilate, showing that she’s turned on by my tone. “Yes, Liam.” She answers, but then pouts. “I just wanted a drink.”
My face transforms and I bite the inside of my lip to stop the damn grin from showing. I look down and back up at her. “Fuck, you know I’ll get you anything, baby. Just give me a minute, yeah?”
Ainslee nods and gives me a peck on the lips. Then turns to Karessa, starting up a conversation. I face Oran, and he has that knowing look on his face. The—my best friend is in love and didn’t tell me—look.
Ainslee
Today was amazing. I enjoyed the beach, talking with both Karessa and Oran while lounging with Jagger. It was nice and peaceful, a different ambience than back on the Island. It’s like being here helps me focus on what’s important, like the man that I’m in love with.
I never thought I’d see the day where Ainslee Bishops would ever be in love with Jagger Hanlon. There were always instances in our lives where one of us did something and it impacted the other, but I never thought about it. Like when Jagger went away for school, the first four years he would come back home because he didn’t go too far but then after his Bachelor’s, he was gone again, this time he didn’t come back for any events. I told no one but Mikonos that it gutted me. It was the oddest years of my life and when he finally came back; he changed. He was oddly darker in his behavior. The way he looked at me. The piercing looks, the odd concentration on me, but then I pushed. I argued with him even more and he learned to subdue me. That first time, I was nineteen, and he was twenty-six. I wonder if he crushed on me then, was that why his expressions towards me changed?
I lay here, my head on Jagger’s naked chest in one of the most comfortable beds I’ve ever been in, thoroughly sexed and oddly shy about looking Karessa and Oran in the eye tomorrow morning. I turn away from him to stare out at the night sky, it’s so beautiful. I wish my life could be this peaceful. Just be content with everything. I wish I could change so many things in life just to be more of what Jagger needs. That’s all I really want.
“You’re thinking too loud.” Jagger’s groggy voice startles me a little.
