Page 53 of The Fangirl and the Grump

He turns and walks away, and I feel like I should apologize. But I hold my tongue and look back out at the girls in the water. There’s no reason to get defensive. Bram can think whatever he wants. I know the truth.

Keegan and I are having some fun. Enjoying each other while it lasts. That’s all.

I get the fire lit, then follow Bram out to the water’s edge. We have a little time before the fire dies down, leaving the coals nice and hot, so we pull off our shirts and join the girls in the lake.

As I wade toward her, Keegan disappears beneath the water. I keep moving in her general direction, trying to see beneath the murky surface, but too much dirt has been stirred up by the girls’ playful antics.

I yelp as something closes around my ankles, then jerks, pulling them from beneath me. I manage to hold my breath before I crash into the water, and when I resurface, Keegan is treading water in front of me with a wide grin on her face.

“Oh, you’re going to pay for that,” I growl, and a high-pitched noise squeaks out of her before she turns to swim away.

My hand darts out to grab her ankle, making her shout for help as I tug her back toward me. Suddenly, she stops fighting and turns back, wrapping her arms and legs around me while pushing her boobs into my chest. My mind goes blank as she kisses the side of my neck, making me forget where we are and with whom.

But before I can wrap my arms around her and grind her down on my rapidly growing erection, she laughs maniacally, braces her hands on my shoulders, and pushes down with all her might. The surprise attack startles me back to reality a little too late, and my feet slip through the mud on the lake’s bottom. I find myself beneath the surface once again, and my grasping hands find nothing but water as I claw out to capture my little antagonist.

Popping back up, I shake my wet hair out of my eyes and look around for her. I spot her swimming around the group to hide behind Bram.

“I can’t protect you,” he shouts as I lunge forward, swimming toward them in long, smooth strokes.

Bram tries to move out of the way, but Keegan moves with him, keeping him firmly between us. Narrowing my gaze, I sink beneath the surface, reaching out blindly, I find Bram’s knees. Gripping them to propel me forward, I slip right between his legs and pop up right in front of Keegan, who screams and tries to dart away again.

This time, I catch her, reeling her in until she’s pressed fully against me. She stops struggling as a feline smile stretches across her face, and she wraps her legs around my waist, rubbing her pussy over my crotch.

“Fool me twice,” I murmur, narrowing my eyes at her.

“No tricks,” she says, tangling her fingers in my hair and rubbing against me again. “Only treats.”

“Keegan,” I groan quietly. “You need to stop. We’re not alone, here.”

Her smile widens before she leans closer, bringing her lips to my ear and whispering, “If I stop, will you call me yourgood girl?”

With her still clinging to me, I walk forward, taking us a little further away from the others. By the sounds of their fun, they’re not really paying any attention to us, but I’m not taking any chances.

When I’m sure we’re far enough away, I run my hands over her ass before grinding her against what’s now a full-mast erection. Keegan sinks her teeth lightly into my neck with a quiet moan.

“You want me to call yougood girl?” I ask quietly as one hand slips up between us to pinch her nipple through her bathing suit top.

“Yes,” she groans. “I want to be good for you.”

“Oh, baby,” I whisper harshly. “Youaregood. So fucking good, I don’t think I deserve––”

“Come on, lovebirds! The grill is ready,” Willow shouts from behind us, her voice like a bucket of ice water over the head.

“To be continued,” Keegan purrs into my ear before biting the lobe and pushing out of my embrace.

She swims away, her laughter floating back to me over her shoulder. The little minx.

I give myself a minute to…er…calm downwhile the others wade toward the bank, talking and laughing as they go. There’s a strange feeling in my chest as my lips curl up, and it takes me a moment to define it.

It’s obvious, isn’t it?

I’m having fun.

When was the last time I was this lighthearted and carefree?

I honestly can’t remember.

ChapterTwenty-Three

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