Page 54 of Filthy Beautiful
“What ‘figures’?”
“Nothing.”
“You want a good hanging-by-the-pool song…” I picked up her phone. By the time she realized what I was doing and rolled over, I had her music app open.
“Don’tfuck around with my music.”
“Just adding a decent song.” I put on Sublime, “Doin’ Time.”
“I didn’t ask you to,” she said.
I turned it up and put the phone down on the table between us. “You’re welcome.”
She frowned.
I lounged back—and shut my eyes. Otherwise I was gonna be searching for the outlines of her nipples through her bikini top and springing wood.
I heard her huff and shuffle around. Assumed she was flopping over on her stomach again to ignore me. Or possibly snatching up her phone to turn off my song.
But it kept playing.
“Hey… Xander?”
My eyes snapped open. Courteney was standing right over me. Actually, she was settling her knee on my chair, right next to my hip. And then the other knee, right next to the first one.
She was climbing onto my chair.
“What—?”
“You have a thing,” she said, leaning in, right over me.
Her tits were right the fuck in my face.
I pretty much froze. My fingers bit into the arms of the chair as she reached for my hair, and when she touched me, gently ruffling her fingertips through my hair, a shiver streaked down my spine.
Holy fuck.
Her tits werein my face. If I stuck out my tongue, I’d taste her skin.
The fuck was happening?
She leaned in a little more. Then maybe she lost her balance or forgot where the fuck she was, because her tits bumped my face.
Theytouchedme.
My head was pressed against the back of the chair—there was nowhere for me to dodge. I was paralyzed anyway.
I was pretty damn sure I felt a nipple through her bikini as it grazed my cheek.
And now my dick was hard.
Maybe it was hard all along…
I looked up at her. She glanced down at me, meeting my eyes as my dick throbbed. Her tits were hovering, maybe an inch from my face. And she was fucking blushing, for sure.
The fuck was she blushing about, though? She was the one who climbed onto my chair and put her tits in my face. Wasn’t some accident she was now hovering over me.
Or was it?
