Freshman(13)

I growled inside at her words. The idea of her and Anna having “so much fun” with all those college-boy jackasses suddenly had me seeing red. The idea of any of those pieces of shit getting to lay their hands on this perfect creature - getting to taste her, or getting to fuck her - had the rage boiling up inside. I felt possessive, and animalistic, like I needed to mark her and make her mine.





You’re being ridiculous.





I forced a smile to my face, nodding as kept telling us all about school and classes, and living with Anna. Jesus I needed to go before I started acting like a total weirdo. I’d never even touched this girl - it wasn’t even a damn option, actually - and she had me like that, all twisted up inside. I’d never had girls on the road get me this hard or stick in my brain this much, and there had been a lot of girls.





I slugged back the rest of my beer and sighed. “Well, I should get going and let you all play family here.” I smiled at Bob and Helen. “Thanks so much for dinner, guys.” I turned and grinned at Christina. “Welcome back to the neighborhood, Chris.”





She blushed, just a hint of it, and I had to shake my head as I forced myself to stand.





“Hey is it okay if I run over to Anna’s real quick?” Christina said quickly.





Bob chuckled. “Separation anxiety?”





She rolled her eyes. “She’s got my phone charger.” She stood from the patio table at the same time I did. “I’ll walk you out!” She said with a cute little smile at me.





We were at the bottom of the driveway, about to walk in separate directions, when I said it before I could stop myself. “Hey, listen, if you or Anna want to come over and use the pool this weekend, be my guest.”





Her eyes flashed at me in the twilight, that cute little blush washing over her cheeks. “Thanks,” she said quietly, biting her lip. “I might.”





I wanted to reach out and slide my hands around he waist. I wanted to yank her against me and crush my lips to hers and claim her mouth. I wanted to tear those jeans off of her, rip her panties off, and taste that teenage pussy. I wanted to bend her over and bury every inch of my cock inside of her until he honey trickled down my balls.





You need to get the fuck home.





“Well, come on over any time.”





She smiled and started to walk away, with my eyes following every small sway of that tight little ass as she went.





Chapter 9

Christina





Anna was out doing something with her mom the next afternoon, but Tyler’s offer to use that glassed-in pool was too good to pass up.





I wore my bikini under a skirt and tank top as I made my way up the driveway and around to the back of the house. And I was just coming around the corner when I could hear him swearing.





I froze, and for a brief, hot second, I had a flashback to hearing him swear like that before, that time when I’d walked in on him. Slowly, I peaked around the corner, and I actually felt disappointed when I realized he was fully clothed. He swore once more into the phone in his hand before he dropped it onto the patio table, shaking his head.





"Is everything OK, Mr. Weaver?" I said, stepping through the door to the pool area.





He looked up, as if startled to see me. His gorgeous blue eyes instantly went to the bare expanse of thigh on display for him beneath my small little skirt, and I could see him struggling as he practically physically dragged them back up to my eyes. "Oh- yeah, yeah honey everything's fine. Just- you know, just fuckin’ divorce shit."





He'd never actually sworn around me, and I grinned as he realized what he'd said. "Sorry" he smirked, raising his eyebrows. “Potty mouth.”





I giggled, “Oh that's okay, Mr. Weaver, I don't mind swearing." I grinned at him. "I am an adult you know.”





“Yeah I noticed.” He said it gruffly. I could see his eyes flash for a moment with something before he quickly coughed and looked away. “Uh, yeah, so, pool is all yours.”





I bit my lip, feeling my pulse jump from what he’d just said. “You…do you want to join?”





I could see that same flash in his eyes that I could only describe as hungry, and it made my whole body shiver as I felt it pierce right into me.





“No, thanks. I gotta get some work done.” He cleared his throat quickly as he dragged his eyes back to mine. “But you go enjoy.”





I could see his jaw tighten again as his eyes dipped across my body before he flashed me a grin and headed inside.





God was I wet.And it was just from that look too. That piercing, smoldering grin of his that had my pussy buzzing and my nipples hardening under my bikini.