I Look Good On You

For the new kid on the block, I’m not being very neighborly, but I don’t care. I’m not sharing this beauty.

We chat as we run and by the time we reach the park, I’m utterly in love with this smart, funny, spectacular girl.

“I want another kiss,” I say as we take a few moments to stretch on the freshly-cut grass.

She grins as she grabs her ankle and stretches out her leg. My eyes roam up her bare thigh to the tight red shorts that are molded to her sexy mound.

“It’s all I’ve been able to think about,” I say as my heart pounds. I still can’t believe I’m acting this way. I’ve never had a girl under my skin like this before.

“I’ll tell you what,” she says as she gets up and starts bouncing up and down on her toes, making those big tits jiggle. “I’ll race you to that pole over there. If you win, you can kiss me.”

“And if you win?” I ask.

“I can use your pool whenever I want.”

“Done.”

“Really?” she asks with a smile.

I don’t answer. I just take off running. I’m not above cheating if it means tasting her sweetness again.

I have a head-start but this girl is fucking fast. I’m pumping my arms, heart slamming into my ribcage, thighs on fire, and she’s still passing me.

I can’t help but grin as she pulls in front of me by a couple of feet.

My girl whizzes past the pole and I cross it a second later.

We both have our hands on our knees, breathing hard and smiling as we look at each other.

“I was going to let you use my pool anyway,” I tell her.

She grins. “I was going to let you kiss me anyway.”

That’s all the invitation I need. I charge up to her and sink my tongue into her mouth as she wraps her arms around me.

I could stay like this forever, kissing hard and pulling each other close. She tastes like sweet innocence and I can’t get enough of it.

Her breasts are pressed into my chest, making my cock so hard that it hurts. I slide my hand down her back and grip her ripe little ass cheek until she whimpers into my mouth.

“You’re staying with me tonight,” I say on her parted lips.

“Okay,” she whispers back. “I’ll come over once my aunt and uncle are in bed.”

Our lips meet again as I claim her mouth like I’ll be claiming her sweet juicy cunt later tonight.

I wonder if she knows that once I have her, I’m not ever letting her go.

If not, she’ll find out soon enough.

Chapter Four

Isabella

I tiptoe down the hallway, trying to keep as quiet as I can while I listen for any sign of my aunt and uncle. They both go to bed very early, so I didn’t have to wait too long to head over to see Vance.

I spent the evening googling him. He’s all over the internet. The man is impressive. I watched one talk he gave at a huge conference that must have had two thousand people in the audience and it brought me to tears. It was so inspirational.

He started his company out of his parent’s garage and grew it into the tenth largest app in the world without raising any capital.

I had a crush on him before, but now it’s growing into something bigger. I have intense feelings for him. No one has ever made me feel as special and desired as he does. The way he looks at me… oh… it’s already getting me going from just thinking about it.

I slip out the back as quietly as I can and then creep through the dark hedges. My aunt and uncle get annoyed whenever I go out at night, which isn’t very often, so it’s easier to just sneak out. I’m in college and these are supposed to be my party years, and I’m barely allowed out of the house. I have to get out of this place before I go insane.

Vance’s house is pitch black. There’s not one light on in the enormous house because the power company shut the electricity off.

I walk around the pool up to the screen door. Should I knock?

With my heart pumping, I quietly slide it open and walk in. There’s a flicker of light coming from the living room and I walk on bare feet around the corner.

A roaring fire is crackling in the fireplace and Vance is lying in front of it, lost in a book. He looks so sexy with his hair all messy without any product in it. His eyes are locked on the pages and I take a few seconds to admire him.

He’s shirtless with only a pair of gray jogging pants on. My eyes travel from his bare feet to the huge bulge I felt pressing against me earlier. It was rock hard and longer than I thought possible.