Before I Forget

Wonders of the World

Sky's house had a nice little backyard garden that was lush and green even in the abhorrent Californian summer heat. The grass was neatly cut, a variety of different colored roses adorned the yard and there was even a small fountain with a statue of a naked woman standing on a seashell in the center of it.

"I know, it's so kitsch," Sky had said with an eye roll the first time Hawk had seen the fountain. "But my Dad loves it. That's Botticelli's Venus - you know, the most beautiful woman in the world?"

"You're way more beautiful," he had replied with a smirk, and even if Sky had waved that compliment off, the blushing of her cheeks had told Hawk she had been pleased.

Now, as Hawk was sitting in that garden having a celebratory dinner with his Mom (his dad couldn't have made it, what a surprise) Sky, and her dad - half listening about the adults prattling about things he didn't find interesting at all such as the weather, his eyes wandered back to the sculpture. Water was softly dripping down Venus' curves right in front of his eyes, and yeah, he had to admit it was a nice sight. Venus had a great pair of tits, pretty much the same shape and size as Sky's—

He dragged his eyes off the naked marble curves.

Was it weird to be turned on by a sculpture?

Yes. Fucking Hell. He had to stop checking out Venus. Why the fuck were all the ladies in the art naked anyway? Probably because the renaissance masters didn't have internet and free porn, Hawk thought, rolling his eyes to his own thoughts and clearing his throat that suddenly felt a bit thick. 

Though, the truth was he wasn't really horny because of that damn sculpture but because of Sky, who was sitting right next to him in her pretty, turquoise summer dress, her hair falling free on her shoulders. She looked so fucking pretty that it made his chest ache, and her familiar scent of vanilla was mixed with the scent of the rose garden making Hawk all high-headed and restless as if he was drunk.

He glanced at her and their eyes met. She gave him one of those knowing looks as if she knew exactly what he'd been thinking about, and Hawk felt how his cheeks flushed. It was only a couple of days since their heated encounter in the empty locker room but it felt like fucking ages. He just couldn't stop thinking about it - the way she had moaned when he had entered her, and the feeling of her slick insides clenching his dick—

Without a condom.

Shit! Just thinking about that made his blood boil, and he shifted on his chair.

It had been too close. He almost hadn't been able to pull out in time, and fucking Hell that was like playing with fire. No matter how fucking good it had felt, he didn't wanna take that kind of risk again - so he had condoms in the pockets of his sweats even now, even on this family dinner, because hey - you never knew. Better to be prepared.

His wandering thoughts were interrupted by Sky's dad, who placed a huge plate filled with different kinds of grilled things onto the table, making Hawk realize he really needed to stop thinking about sex before things got awkward.

"There you go," Sky's dad said cheerily. "Grilled chicken and vegetables. I hope you like it."

Hawk cleared his throat. "That looks amazing, Mr. O'Br—- I mean, Nicholas."

His cheeks heated - again. It would take some time before that name came naturally to him. He still found Sky's dad intimidating as Hell.

Hawk's Mom - who had happily accepted the invitation to celebrate Sky and Hawk's success in the tournament, took a look at all the food on the table and gave Sky's dad a bright smile. "I'm so glad you invited us. Everything looks great. And what a lovely garden you have, Nicholas!"