I Need You. Jane Lark

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      Lind caught the movement and blushed again…

      Yep, today was going to be a whole ton of awkward.

      I smiled to dismiss her insecurity as I stood up to unzip my cut-offs. When I let them drop, she looked away.

      “If I’m here to get some sun, I’m getting some sun.” I stripped off my sweat top.

      She looked at me again. “It’s still cold, even in here.”

      “Don’t be feeble.” I gripped the hem of my tee and pulled it up and off.

      She was bright red as she turned to her backpack and started delving in it.

      I lay down on my belly next to her.

      “Do you want screen.” She held out a tube of sun screen.

      “Trust you to come with protection.”

      Another blush.

      She so had.

      Shit, my cock twitched, right at the moment her cold hand touched my back.

      She hadn’t waited on my agreement. But I wasn’t complaining. Her touch was gentle and careful.

      When she’d finished, she threw the screen on top of her backpack and lay down next to me, still fully clothed.

      I turned my head to look at her, resting my cheek on my crossed arms. She was on her back and she’d shut her eyes. “Aren’t you gonna strip down to your bikini?”

      Her head turned. “No, it’s cold, and I don’t like to strip off.”

      “You’re weird. Nearly every girl I know would freeze to get a tan.”

      “Yeah, well I’m not every girl.”

      Yeah, I did know that, but she was weird sometimes. “Get your shorts off, get your top off, and get some sun on your skin. It’ll make you feel better.”

      She rolled onto her belly, mirroring my posture, with her arms folded and her cheek on the back of her hands as she looked at me. “No.”

      I frowned at her. “Come on, take your stuff off.”

      “No, I really don’t want to.”

      “Why?”

      “Billy, don’t push me.”

      “No, the more you refuse, the more you make me think there’s something wrong. What’s wrong with taking your stuff off.”

      “I hate my stomach!” she growled at me, rolling onto her back and then sitting up.

      Frick. I laughed.

      The flat of her fist hit my shoulder.

      “I thought we’d covered stopping the violence last night…”

      She poked her tongue out at me, but there really was anger in her eyes.

      I turned my head to rest my forehead on my crossed arms. “Lind, your stomach is fine.”

      “I don’t feel comfortable.” Her pitch rang with annoyance.

      I looked at her again. There was nothing wrong with her! “Lind. Take your fucking stuff off. You’ve got a gorgeous body.” Perhaps I shouldn’t be admitting I thought that, but whatever. “Just take it off. You look thinner than 90 percent of the women in this town!”

      “Billy!” That was a reprimand to keep my voice down.

      “Just take your stuff off and lie down!”

      She’d turned bright red and my guess was it was through anger as much as embarrassment. Glaring at me she gripped the hem of her sweat top, and as it turned out her sleeveless tee, ‘cause when she pulled it up, she pulled both off and threw them on top of my head. So I couldn’t see her.

      When I moved them off, she’d lain down again, and her shorts weren’t off but she must have undone them, because they were pushed down to where her bikini bottoms were. I could see the emerald-green line.

      Cock twitch.

      She was not overweight. “There’s nothing wrong with how you look.”

      Her head turned, her cheek resting on her folded arms, as her blue eyes stared at me.

      “Like yourself,” I whispered. “That’s half your trouble, you don’t.”

      Tears glittered in her eyes. She shut them.

      “Shall I rub some screen into your back?”

      She nodded without opening her eyes.

      I smiled as I got up to get the screen. She didn’t move.

      I grabbed the tube and straddled her thighs.

      “Billy!” she squealed as I squirted the cold cream on her back.

      “Just lie still and shut up.” I laughed.

      “That’s so cold,” she breathed.

      “Now you know how I felt.” She didn’t really, ‘cause I’d been aroused. Something she hadn’t ever been around me.

      I pulled her bikini top loose at the back so the strap wasn’t in the way. Then I rubbed the cream in with both hands, sliding my palms up the gorgeous curve of her back and then over her shoulders, and along her arms to her elbows, before running them all the way down to start again as her soft skin absorbed the cream.

      She jumped a little as my hands started running upward again.

      Her backside wobbled against my groin. I loved it. Cause I loved her. The girl was mad thinking she didn’t have a good figure.

      I tied her bikini top up again and smacked the first curve of her ass, before I climbed off of her. She squealed again. “Billy!”

      “Lindy!” I mocked, rolling onto my side, leaning up on my elbow to watch her and talk. Her head turned to me, her cheek resting on her crossed arms.

      Halleluiah, the girl actually had a shallow smile on her lips.

      “You do look good, you know. I’m not just saying it, and I’m not kidding. Didn’t Jason ever say how hot you look.”

      Her smile fell and her head turned away.

      “Didn’t he?”

      “He dumped me for Rachel. You’ve seen how skinny she is. So whatever he did say wasn’t true, was it?”

      “Yeah, but it doesn’t mean there’s anything wrong with you, and he was with you for years… He loved you, Lind. СКАЧАТЬ