My Friend's Dirty Uncle

So I sat with some trepidation on a small sand dune, wrapping my arms around my knees. I’d brought a blanket with me and slid my feet into the beach, digging into the earth with my toes. Hunter had sounded mysterious when we’d made these plans.

I wondered again what it was that he wanted to talk about.

I hoped it was our future – that is, if the two of us were to have a future together at all.

A sudden warmth enveloped me. “Have you been here long?” Hunter asked, as he squeezed my shoulders.

I leaned back into him. “Not too long.” I turned back to look into his beautiful blue eyes. “Why did you want to meet here?”

“It’s calm and quiet here. I thought it might be a nice alternative to the house.”

I chucked. I spent most of my evenings at Hunter’s sister’s mansion these days. We mostly spent time in the pool house at the back of the estate, so I was less likely to run into Kristi and Aaron. I was lucky that Kristi didn’t seem to mind that I was hooking up with her uncle because it was probably pretty obvious, to be honest, what with the breathless pants and ecstatic screams I was unable to keep in sometimes. In fact, Kristi seemed to like the idea of it. She had told me that she had seen a change in him almost immediately after we had met

“It is nice and calm here. I didn’t even know this part of the beach existed. It’s really gorgeous,” I said, scooting closer to Hunter and inhaling his musky fragrance. My pussy tingled in my panties at the hopeful thought that soon, his lips would be pressed down there.

“I used to come down here a lot when I was a kid, when I wanted to get away from parents. It’s nice because it’s so isolated. There used to be sign right there,” Hunter said, pointing to the top of the hill.

“Yeah?” I snuggled closer. “Is it dangerous here?”

Hunter shrugged. He kissed my forehead and warmth flared in my chest. My heart beat fast just from sitting so close to him and I was anxiously waiting for him to start talking about something other than a mundane beach sign.

“No,” Hunter replied. “And if it is, I’ll protect you.” He stretched his arms high into the air and let one come to rest on my shoulder.

“It’s so nice here. I’m going to miss all of this when I have to go back home,” I said, inwardly cursing myself for mentioning the future.

Hunter ignored what I said, pulling my head to rest on his chest. We sat like that, staring at the beach, letting the waves splash a few feet away. I closed my eyes and listened to his heart thudding within his muscular chest.

“I wish things could stay like this forever,” I said softly. “I don’t ever want them to change.” I shuddered. “I’m going to miss you so much.”

The billionaire took a deep breath.

“I was thinking,” he said, his hand curving over my hip and drawing me against his body. “Maybe I could visit you up at your school. In a few months’ time, after you get settled and everything.”

I twisted around so I was staring up at him.

“I’d like that,” I murmured. I wasn’t lying. I did like the idea – I liked it a lot. But what did it mean? A lump formed in my throat as I swallowed. I could feel myself getting more emotional and I didn’t want to cry, but it was probably inevitable.

Because what did this mean? Did this mean that he was interested in a future with me? Or was it a fly-by-night operation where he’d show up at my dorm for sex, and then sayonara? My heart sank as I thought about the latter. I didn’t want merely a physical relationship with him, not with the way I felt.

Hunter felt so close and so far away at the same time.

A hot tear slipped down my cheek. I tried to wipe it away before he noticed, but Hunter grasped my hand in a warm, strong grip.

“What’s wrong?” he asked suddenly, blue eyes concerned.

I laughed awkwardly. “It’s nothing, I’m just happy to be here with you.”

I tried to look away, but he grabbed my chin, making me look directly at him.

“Don’t lie to me,” he said forcefully. “I know something’s going through your head. Tell me what it is, Dani.”

“I don’t know if I can. I just don’t want things to change between us,” I said softly.

“Tell me what you want,” Hunter growled, eyes intense. “I want you to be honest with me.”

I took a deep, unsteady breath.

“I don’t know if I can continue this relationship,” were my low words, knowing in my heart that there was no going back now. The truth was out. It was now or never. If he didn’t feel the same way about me, I was going to have to walk away. If Hunter didn’t reciprocate my feelings, my heart would break.