Pretend I'm Yours (Pretend 1)

Before I realize what’s happening, Sebastian has lifted me to the edge of the pool so that he can work on removing my shoes.

Silence.

I glance around, as the stares burn into my body. No one is laughing. And the men are wide-eyed as they stare at my body. My cheeks flush and my heart races, but I soon realize they are looking at me like they ogled at Naomi. Even some of the women are gazing at me appreciatively.

“Wow,” Sebastian says, as he removes my second shoe. Somehow he already removed the first one without me noticing.

My eyes fall to his, as he stares at my boobs, and then my abs, like I did his cock earlier.

“Like what you see?” I ask, boldly repeating his words.

He smirks and grabs my waist, pulling me back into the pool and to his body.

“Fuck yea. Incredible.”

I smile.

“How did you get abs like this?” he asks, raking his fingers over my stomach. “I might need some tips.” He winks.

I laugh. “I don’t think you need help getting abs.” I glance down at his eight-pack.

He shrugs. “I guess we have something in common.”

He kisses my lips again without warning, while my legs wrap around his waist and my arms wrap around his neck. I’ve never been this naked with a man before. But I’m not sure I want to wear clothes ever again.

His kisses trail down my neck, and I shiver.

“You cold?” he asks.

I shake my head no, as I shudder again when he licks my neck.

He smirks. “We are getting out. Larkyn’s cold.”

I pout. “I’m not—”

His lips slam into mine again, shutting me up. I moan as his tongue brushes against mine. I kiss him back hungrily, knowing at least my kissing skills are on par. But if he wants sex or a blow job, he’s going to have to take the lead, because I have no clue what I’m doing.

He finally forces me to stop kissing when I realize the others are protesting us leaving the pool.

“I’m sorry, but Larkyn’s cold. I’m going to get her some clothes from upstairs to change into. You guys enjoy the pool. We will see you later.” He winks at me to play along with being cold.

“Yes, I’m so cold,” I say, faking trembling again to keep up the ruse.

Sebastian chuckles as he carries me up the steps of the pool. I keep my legs wrapped around his waist, and my front pressed firmly against his chest,

so no one gets a view of my breasts again.

“Let’s get you into some dry clothes, but first you need to get naked and have a hot shower to warm you up.”

I bite my lip to keep from smiling too brightly because I know what he’s not saying. He wants to fuck me. And I’m more than happy to let him.

2

Larkyn

Sebastian pushes the door open to his bedroom and kicks it shut behind him.

“Should you lock that?” I ask, between kisses, but I realize I don’t care if the door is locked or not. If locking the door means having to stop kissing for a second, then I prefer unlocked.