“Cheater!” Layla feigns anger.
“What? How did I cheat?” Arianna tugs at the top of her suit, adjusting the fabric, and as protective as I am about her, I’m just as protective about Layla, whose tiny triangles barely cover her hard little nipples, making my cock ache and my mouth water.
Her eyes drift to mine and she gives me a little shrug and a smile, her cheeks pink from the sun, and I wonder if she can see the lust in my eyes.
I move away, turning because I’m a thread away from reaching out and ripping that teasing swimsuit from her innocent body and mounting her on my dick right here in front of my daughter and my best friend.
I’m losing it and I need a second.
“Are we playing again?” I hear her say and I clench my jaw.
I want nothing more than to have her touching me again, but after three games, I’m at the limit of what a mortal man can take.
Thank God, Carter answers before I have to. “Sorry girls. I have to hit the road. Got to get up to Bend before four.”
“Daddy.” I hear Layla say and my head spins around to see her looking at me even though I know she was playfully addressing her brother.
“Don’t call me that,” Carter grits out, looking at Arianna who is looking at me and my head starts to spin.
“Yeah, he has to go and I have work to do too.”
It’s a lie.
Sure, I could go to my office and work, but there’s nothing pressing. I made sure I had my crew and staff organized for the next few days down at the marina so I was free to be here at the house with Layla.
The girls both groan and fall back into the water as I make my way to the steps. Carter has already pushed up and out of the water, grabs his towel, wrapping it around his waist as he heads inside.
I can’t do this. Carter trusts me. I don’t, but he does.
“Let’s see who can hold their breath the longest,” I hear Arianna say as I wait until Carter is inside the house to come up the steps. There’s no way to hide the massive erection that’s pressing out on my swim trunks and even after what I think just happened in the pool with Layla, I don’t want my best friend to see the effect his sister has on me right now.
I shake the water from my hair, glancing over my shoulder as I walk across the warm cement of the pool deck and reach for my towel. Arianna dives under the water as Layla shoots a look my way, her eyes dart down, pupils dilating, and her puffy pink lips fall open as she gets an eyeful of my thick cock.
I don’t look away. Instead, I reach down, give the swollen shaft a squeeze through the wet fabric and watch her swallow, making my balls tight.
Arianna bursts back up and out of the water, swimming to the side of the pool, and I casually drape the towel around my waist as Layla looks away.
“I better go check my phone.” Arianna sits up on the edge of the pool, squeezing the excess water from her hair before standing and grabbing her own towel. “Waiting for Margaret to let me know if the orientation for new teacher counselors is still tomorrow at four.”
Margaret Murphy runs the camp where she’s going to be teaching this summer. I’m proud as fuck of her. It’s not just her smarts, it’s her compassion, the way she wants to give back and help. The camp is a scholarship sort of deal. Kids from lower income school districts that want to get in on some top-notch STEM activities. The pay is shit, but Arianna doesn’t care and I’ll spot her whatever money she needs anyway. She’s scheduled to leave tomorrow afternoon. Me and Layla will drive her down to camp which, now that Carter is leaving today, means Layla and I will be here alone after we get back.
That thought has heat gathering in my gut. I know I need to make her mine but she’s so fucking young, so perfect, and my best friend’s sister too. I keep telling myself she’s off limits, knowing no matter what happens, I’ll protect her and look out for her for the rest of my life.
Arianna disappears into the house, leaving me biting the inside of my cheek until it bleeds to keep from nutting in my swim trunks as I watch Layla floating on her back in the water, her tits practically falling out of her bikini top and her hard nipples clearly visible through the thin fabric.
“Dad…” Arianna stands in the sliding glass doorway, looking down at her phone.
“Yeah?” I sniff, pulling my gaze from the goddess in the pool, moving behind the table, hoping to hide my hard-on from my daughter.