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Chapter 9: Liam
“You’re no fun, you know.” I came up to Airi from behind, seeing her apply suntan lotion all over herself.
“Well, I don’t want to be Elmos' twin within the next hour. Why are you here? Go have fun in the water. Want me to throw ya a Frisbee?” she said as she turned around to look at me, her eyes squinting in the sun.
“No, I want you to hand me the suntan lotion so I can get your back,” I said sitting down behind her, waiting for the bottle.
“You always have an excuse to touch me, don’t you?” she asked, handing it to me.
“As long as you’re not ripping my testicals in the process, I don’t see where that’s wrong.” I squeezed, getting out a little too much, not ready to admit it. Then, I rubbed my hands and slowly traced the lines of shoulder blades. I felt her shiver, but ignored it, continuing with what I was doing.
I was finally at her neck, one of my favorite parts of her body. I brought my hands to her hips and then kissed it. She smelled fruity, something I love about the female portion of the human race. I kissed her some more, when her head leaned back, resting on my shoulder. My arms automatically wrapped around her tiny torso.
“Wh-why do you do this to me?”
“Hmm?” My lips were still grazing her neck, as my attention was in another realm.
“Why do you make me feel like this, then act as if it’s a joke?” she asked softly, almost like a whisper.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I immediately regretted what I said. Airi got up fast, and walked to the water, leaving me there, speechless. To my surprise, she came back and grabbed my hand.
“C’mon, you have to teach me how to surf, douche bag.”
“Can do, bitch.”
“Glad it’s one thing you’re good at, asshole.”
With that, the witty banter resumed.
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Novela JuvenilAiri, a nineteen year old college sophmore, enjoys the single life. Just when she's sure that drama will be avoided, you have Liam, the godly soccer player with a perfectly sculptured body and a mind of his own, come into the picture. So what happen...
