Take a Breath(19)

I wake with one eye open and see the sun is shining. It’s another beautiful day. I glance at the clock and I can’t believe how long I’ve slept. It’s after twelve already. I get up remembering that Matthew wanted me to execute my plan at around one o’clock—just before all the boys head off. I have a shower and shave my legs. I put on some sun cream and I get set putting my bikini on. I blow dry my hair and apply a bit of makeup before making my way downstairs. It is all quiet in the house, but I can hear voices outside by the pool.

I make my way outside and the conversation has soon gone deathly quiet as they all spot me coming towards them. I halt in my tracks as I see Jake by the barbeque tidying things up. His piercing green eyes are looking over me and I inwardly quiver. I must not think about Jake and just get on with the task in hand for Matthew’s sake. I said I would do it for him and I like to keep to my word. My feet find movement again and I walk over.

“Hello boys. How are we this fine beautiful day?”

I look over to Jake and he is standing there with a spatula in his hand. By the looks of it he will snap it in half if he tightens that thing any further. He looks hopping mad but I feel determined. It serves him right.

“Great,” they all say in unison.

“I have a situation that needs attending to boys. I can’t reach my back to get any lotion on. Could one of you possibly help me with this?”

Clive virtually flies in the air to snatch the sun cream from me. I try to hide the little laugh that escapes my lips but it is so hard. This is more fun than I thought it was going to be.

A sound makes me jump and I see that Jake has now snapped the spatula in his hand. He’s about to pop his vein, but nobody has noticed this little occurrence. They seem to all be too wrapped up in what is happening with me.

“No, Clive you can’t—as she is my sister—I must do it.”

He grabs the sun cream from Clive who now has the same vein popping out his head as Jake does.

I position myself on top of the sun lounger face down and reach my hand across to undo my bikini top.

All the boys gasp and at that point Jake shouts out, “Right, I think it’s time you boys get ready now, don’t you?”

Matthew looks at Jake. “I think we have another five minutes yet, Dad.”

Jake fumes, “Now, Matthew!”

Matthew looks perplexed but a wave of knowledge seems to cross his features. He smiles at me and winks. I gasp and look away.

“Ok, Dad, we’ll be off now. See you on Sunday, Ana.”

The boys all look a tad annoyed as I tie my bikini top back on. I say my goodbyes as Jake sees them all out, and I run upstairs to put a dress on.

I’m in the middle of getting ready and I’ve just got the dress over my head when the door slams open. I jump out of my skin at the violent thud. I pull my dress down over me and Jake is standing there glaring. He looks like a bull about to charge. He’s red in the face and his breathing is erratic.

“What the fuck was that, Ana?”

I’m shocked. I think that’s the first time I’ve heard him swear like that. He’s normally so laid back.

“Jake, I don’t know what you mean. Why are you so angry with me?”

He takes a deep breath. “You come outside dressed in something that leads little to the imagination and nearly give five teenage boys a show they’ll probably never forget. What were you thinking? Are you trying to get me angry? Well, it worked.”

I don’t know where to look. “I’m sorry Jake, I didn’t mean to make you angry. It was a joke.”

The vein is popping again.

“A joke! A fucking Joke. Ana, you’re walking around like a little prick tease.”

I feel like I’m the one popping the vein now, I’ve had enough. I walk over to him and lunge for him ready to give him the slap he deserves, but he grabs my wrist holding on to it firmly. I try to struggle but it’s no use, he’s too strong.

He pushes me up against the bedroom wall with such force all the air escapes my lungs and before I can react he’s crushing his lips to mine. The rage and anger I felt quickly turn to pure unadulterated lust. He lets go of my wrists knowing I have completely given into him as I pull at his hair and squeeze his back into me with my leg. He groans into my mouth and my whole body ignites with fire. He lifts me up and I wrap my legs around his waist as he carries me to the bed and drops me down. He pushes my dress up with his hand and squeezes my thigh again. It’s delicious. A moan escapes me prompting him to move his hand to the top of my dress and I feel the tug as he rips it from my chest, exposing my hard nipples through my bikini top. He’s destroyed my dress but I just don’t give a fuck. I will let him destroy a hundred dresses if it’s going to feel this good every time.