Just Pretend

Chapter Thirty-Four

Jason

I can't seem to keep my hands off of Gwen and she doesn't seem to mind; wrapping her legs around my waist and resting her elbows on my shoulders, running her fingers through my wet hair.

The moment becomes a lot more intimate when she cups my face again, running her thumb gently over my jaw and buries her face in my neck, her hair splaying over my shoulder and back as I walk backwards through the water with her in my arms.

I know that she's slowly – very slowly - warming to the idea of being in a relationship again, and I'm trying to give her the necessary space that she needs.

I lean my head down into her neck and feel her pulse race next to my ear.

I bite my lip before giving into the urge to move my hand over and lifting it to her face, gripping her chin gently and pressing my lips to hers. She reacts immediately; kissing me back and cupping my head between her hands, shifting her body against mine.

I reach backwards with my free hand, feeling her legs tighten around me to keep from slipping away, to try and get some kind of an idea of where the edge of the pool is. I turn around and pin her to the edge, pressing my hips against hers and eliciting a soft moan from her. Despite the cold water, I can feel the heat radiating from her core and I reach between us to press my palm against her.

She gasps against my lips and I slip my tongue into her mouth, sliding my free arm between her back and the edge of the pool, my fingers tangling in the hair at the base of her neck.

I press the heel of my palm against her and her hips press against my hand as another moan leaves her.

'This isn't helping with cooling off,' she whispers against my lips and I chuckle softly, pressing another kiss to her lips.

It quickly grows heated and a soft bark from Carrie alerts us that someone is on their way into the pool area just as I slide one of my fingers between her skin and her swimsuit. We reluctantly break apart and Gwen looks over my shoulder at the person who interrupted us.

'Stifling today, isn't it?' the guy says innocently; having no idea what he just interrupted, and I almost curse him out loud when Gwen drops her legs from around my waist, keeping her hands on my shoulders.

'Finish this inside?' she whispers in my ear and I nod, turning my head to kiss her cheek as she pushes away from me. Gwen orders Carrie to the lounger where I'd put the clothes and towels and she moves to give the guy space to get into the pool.

I can't help the pang of rage that shoots through me when I see the guy checking Gwen out as she reaches the steps of the pool and gets out beside him. I would get out after her but I'm sporting an erection that will tell that guy exactly what he'd walked in on.

When Gwen walks back to the pool with my towel, I know she knows and she holds up out to me when I reach the steps, holding it at waist height for me. Her eyes drop to my crotch for a second and she bites her lip just as briefly before meeting my eyes and flushing slightly. When I take my towel from her, she turns and walks back to dry of Carrie, who growls happily at the friction.

The guy that interrupted us watches Gwen with interest and I get out of the pool, walking directly over to her and reaching for her towel, draping it over her shoulders and covering her from his gaze. She turns her head to look at me questioningly and her gaze falls on the guy, still looking at her, before a knowing expression flickers over her face.

She straightens and dries off before reaching for me and tugging me closer to her by my towel wrapped around my waist. I don't give her much resistance and rest my hands on her sides when she stops me with her hands on my hips before sliding her hands up my chest softly and over my shoulders.