42 Hours (Time for Love 3)

Once her back was turned, I popped up and took off running for the dock, figuring it was better to look like I was rushing to jump into the water, than to continue to wait for my erection to subside.

Once I hit the edge of the dock, I took flight, bringing my knees to my chest, executing a perfect cannonball. Upon impact, the cold water stung my skin, and when I surfaced I yelled, “Shit!”

I heard Gaby’s laughter, and turned to see her standing at the end of the dock, her face beautiful as she looked down at me.

“Is it cold?” she asked with another belly laugh.

“No,” I lied, figuring she would never get in if I told her the truth.

It was cold as fuck!

“Why don’t I believe you?”

“Just jump, it’ll make it easier.”

“I don’t know … Maybe I’ll just stay out here.”

I dove underwater and began swimming back toward the ladder by the beginning of the dock. When I came to the surface, Gaby was still standing in the same place, scanning the water to see where I was.

I climbed the ladder, eyes on her, and she began shaking her head.

“What are you doing?” she asked, her voice becoming shrill.

“Nothing,” I lied again. “Just thought you might need some help getting used to the water.”

“You wouldn’t,” Gaby responded softly, although she totally knew that I would.

“What?” I asked, holding my hands up in a gesture of innocence.

“No, Scott, I’ll get in, just give me a minute.”

I prowled toward her, an evil grin on my face, and when I was merely steps away I said, “You might want to plug your nose.”

As I scooped her into my arms and jumped, I heard Gaby screaming, “No, No, No …. Nooooo,” until we hit the water and went under. I let her go immediately, and began kicking my way back to the surface.

Before I could break through, I felt hands on my head pushing me back down. Looked like Gaby was fighting back.

I kicked my feet hard and turned, opening my eyes and swimming away from Gaby’s shapely legs.

When I came to a few feet away, she was looking around.

“You wanna play?” I asked loudly, chuckling when her wide eyes met mine and she shook her head wildly, taking off in the other direction.

We swam around for a while, playing our game of cat and mouse, until we were both laughing and exhausted. After I caught her for the fifth time, I grabbed her and pulled her into my arms, rather than dunking her under.

Gaby’s laugh caught as her slick body made contact with mine, and my hands came up to tangle in her hair. I looked into her eyes, which were bright and dancing with laughter, before leaning in to touch my lips to hers. They opened upon contact, and I swept my tongue inside her mouth. Gaby’s arms tightened around my neck and pulled me closer, bringing our bodies flush with each other. I explored her mouth, my body hard with need, as my hand lowered to explore her back, cupping her ass and grounding her lower body to mine.

Gaby moaned seductively against my lips and tangled her fingers in my hair as she pulled away, softly biting my lower lip with her teeth before plunging back in to claim my mouth. Her response made me frenzied and I began to move toward the shore, eager to have her beneath me. As we moved, her legs wrapped around my waist, causing my dick to throb eagerly against her hot core as it pressed into me. I almost stumbled at the contact, but caught my feet and continued on my mission.

When the water was finally lapping at my ankles, I lowered Gaby slowly to the ground and covered her body with mine. Her legs stayed around my hips, but her hands began to move along my slick skin, and she broke her lips away from mine to begin a trail of kisses along my jaw. As the cool water teased our bodies, I looked down at Gaby’s flushed face and lowered my hands to caress her breasts. She arched her back and groaned, reaching up to run her tongue seductively along my throat. I pinched the pebbled nipple beneath my fingertips, rolling it softly as I lowered my mouth to her collarbone. I began to lick and nip my way lower, when a noise pulled me out of my haze and I looked up.

Shelly was standing on the porch, one hand holding the door open, the other covering her open mouth. She shook her head and dropped her hand, squeaking out, “Sorry,” before turning and rushing back inside. The door slammed behind her.

I tried to focus, but Gaby’s hands were now squeezing my ass as she kissed every inch of skin she could reach.

It felt fucking amazing. I had to close my eyes and take a deep breath before bringing my hands to each side of her face and pulling her back so that I could look in her unfocused eyes.

“Gabs, they’re back,” I said huskily.