yourself?” It takes a me a couple of seconds to react to the voice, whereupon I panic and scramble to my feet.
“Jake?” I say in a questioning tone. I see him slowly walking towards the pool, while I do my best to keep my body underwater.
“Were you expecting someone else?” he mocks.
“I was just surprised that you’re home so early.”
“I just thought that because tomorrow’s your first day of school, we might have dinner together. I got Chinese take-out from Mr. Chang’s. Come on out.”
Crap! Of all the days I had to choose to swim naked, it had to be today.
“Uhm, can you please turn around?” I ask softly.
“Sure. I’ve already had a glimpse anyway,” he says as if he’s about to laugh.
“What?!” I demand.
“You were on your back when I first came in so…”
“You are no gentleman. I hope you had a really good look,” I impulsively say, my eyes challenging him. What the hell am I doing now?
He gets the towel from the floor and spreads it wide with both hands, like a matador holds a cape in front of the bull.
I hide my nervousness and climb up the steps, attempting, but not succeeding, to cover my body with my hands. He wraps the towel around me and I see his eyes rake boldly over me. I don’t flinch from his brazen action. My heart races, my knees buckle, and there’s a tingling in the pit of my stomach. I am unable to tear my gaze from his mouth. He is standing so close to me that I can feel the heat of his body. His darkened eyes are fixed on mine and his hands begin to explore the hollows of my back through the towel. I’m unable to move away. But as he bends down to claim my lips, I suddenly step back in alarm, lose my footing, and send us both splashing into the water.
I’m flailing and twisting as if I don’t know how to swim. Jake calms me down by grabbing my shoulders. He looks like he is about to say something, but shakes his head. He quickly pushes me to the side of the pool until my back is flat against the wall.
“Jake, I…” I start to say but he puts his forefinger to my lips to hush me.
He bends down to bury his face in my neck and I instantly feel desire raging within me. Please kiss me . As if he hears my silent plea, he showers kisses from my neck all the way to my face until our mouths meet in wild intensity. He devours me and I give back in equal measure. His hands are now roaming all over my body, cupping my bottom and bringing me closer to him. I’m flustered, and yet excited by his groping.
I want to do the same thing to him, so I put my hands inside his wet shirt to feel his skin. He impatiently rips off his shirt and I run my hands up and down his back. His hands are busily exploring me. He lifts me slightly so he can take my breast fully into his mouth. I moan loudly in pleasure.
I feel him tensing up and then he puts me down slowly.
“We can’t… I can’t do this,” he whispers imploringly.
I feel like I’ve been doused with ice water. I don’t wait for him to say anything else. I climb up the steps fast and dash to my bathroom. I grab a towel from the linen cabinet and put it around me as I slowly sink on the tiled floor, whimpering in extreme embarrassment.
“Emma! Emma!” I can hear him shouting through the bedroom door. Because I don’t respond, he comes in and knocks softly on the bathroom door. “Can we please talk, Emma?” His voice is faint and apologetic.
I won’t let him see my humiliation. I take a deep breath and get a tissue to dry my tears away. I put on a bathrobe and take one last look at the mirror before I open the door. He’s soaking in his wet clothes. I get a towel and hand it to him without saying anything. He looks forlorn, but I don’t want to feel sorry for him. Why should I?
“Em, what happened tonight…” he pauses, slowly choosing his words. “I shouldn’t have let it happen,” he finishes.
“That’s all you’ve got?” I look at him with wide eyes.
“What do you want me to say” he
“Jake?” I say in a questioning tone. I see him slowly walking towards the pool, while I do my best to keep my body underwater.
“Were you expecting someone else?” he mocks.
“I was just surprised that you’re home so early.”
“I just thought that because tomorrow’s your first day of school, we might have dinner together. I got Chinese take-out from Mr. Chang’s. Come on out.”
Crap! Of all the days I had to choose to swim naked, it had to be today.
“Uhm, can you please turn around?” I ask softly.
“Sure. I’ve already had a glimpse anyway,” he says as if he’s about to laugh.
“What?!” I demand.
“You were on your back when I first came in so…”
“You are no gentleman. I hope you had a really good look,” I impulsively say, my eyes challenging him. What the hell am I doing now?
He gets the towel from the floor and spreads it wide with both hands, like a matador holds a cape in front of the bull.
I hide my nervousness and climb up the steps, attempting, but not succeeding, to cover my body with my hands. He wraps the towel around me and I see his eyes rake boldly over me. I don’t flinch from his brazen action. My heart races, my knees buckle, and there’s a tingling in the pit of my stomach. I am unable to tear my gaze from his mouth. He is standing so close to me that I can feel the heat of his body. His darkened eyes are fixed on mine and his hands begin to explore the hollows of my back through the towel. I’m unable to move away. But as he bends down to claim my lips, I suddenly step back in alarm, lose my footing, and send us both splashing into the water.
I’m flailing and twisting as if I don’t know how to swim. Jake calms me down by grabbing my shoulders. He looks like he is about to say something, but shakes his head. He quickly pushes me to the side of the pool until my back is flat against the wall.
“Jake, I…” I start to say but he puts his forefinger to my lips to hush me.
He bends down to bury his face in my neck and I instantly feel desire raging within me. Please kiss me . As if he hears my silent plea, he showers kisses from my neck all the way to my face until our mouths meet in wild intensity. He devours me and I give back in equal measure. His hands are now roaming all over my body, cupping my bottom and bringing me closer to him. I’m flustered, and yet excited by his groping.
I want to do the same thing to him, so I put my hands inside his wet shirt to feel his skin. He impatiently rips off his shirt and I run my hands up and down his back. His hands are busily exploring me. He lifts me slightly so he can take my breast fully into his mouth. I moan loudly in pleasure.
I feel him tensing up and then he puts me down slowly.
“We can’t… I can’t do this,” he whispers imploringly.
I feel like I’ve been doused with ice water. I don’t wait for him to say anything else. I climb up the steps fast and dash to my bathroom. I grab a towel from the linen cabinet and put it around me as I slowly sink on the tiled floor, whimpering in extreme embarrassment.
“Emma! Emma!” I can hear him shouting through the bedroom door. Because I don’t respond, he comes in and knocks softly on the bathroom door. “Can we please talk, Emma?” His voice is faint and apologetic.
I won’t let him see my humiliation. I take a deep breath and get a tissue to dry my tears away. I put on a bathrobe and take one last look at the mirror before I open the door. He’s soaking in his wet clothes. I get a towel and hand it to him without saying anything. He looks forlorn, but I don’t want to feel sorry for him. Why should I?
“Em, what happened tonight…” he pauses, slowly choosing his words. “I shouldn’t have let it happen,” he finishes.
“That’s all you’ve got?” I look at him with wide eyes.
“What do you want me to say” he
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