"Pass the mustard!" I hear Shawn holler as I step out of the pool, my body dripping with chlorine water.
I pull my hair to the side and wring it out over the grass as I breathe in the heavenly smell of grilled hot dogs and burgers. The backyard is decorated with a volleyball net, tiki torches and an outdoor dining table, where Carter, Nash, Taylor, Aaron, and Cameron feast on the copious amounts of food. Jack G, Jack J, Matt, and Shawn remain goofily wrestling and splashing each other in the pool.
I carefully walk on my tiptoes towards the boys, leaving noticeable footprints on the dangerously hot stone ground. The boys lift their heads from their plates as they watch my inviting body approaching the table, the lingering water glistening under the sunlight.
I lock eyes with Taylor momentarily, his lips pulling into a smirk as he eyes my body up and down. I see Cameron looking from me to Taylor from my peripheral vision before he immediately pulls me into his lap.
"Cam!" I squeal at the abrupt sensation. The wetness of my bathing suit soaks into Cameron's khakis, instantly turning them a darker shade.
"Did you have a nice swim?" Cameron mumbles into my ear before nibbling gently on my lobe and wrapping his arms around my bare waist, my back to him.
I smirk to myself slightly. Cameron's being protective. I turn my head and see Taylor staring directly at me, his expression blank as Cameron continues to place kisses down my neck.
"Mmm," I mutter seductively as I gaze into Taylor's eyes, knowing Cameron's watching my every movement. "I had a lovely swim."
Cameron furrows his eyebrows angrily as he watches Taylor bite his lip at the sight of my wet, half-naked body. He tightens his grip around my waist and gently grasps my cheek, turning my face to face him. He stares into my eyes for a second before connecting our lips in a passionate, yet sexy kiss.
He pulls away after a minute of making out and looks directly at Taylor, who's now staring at his half-empty plate with his head down jealously. Cameron's lips pull into a pleased smirk as he removes his hands from my waist and places them on my inner thighs comfortably.
My mouth gapes open slightly as his large hands begin to aimlessly massage my porcelain skin, my arousal gradually building between my legs. I turn my head to look at Cameron, but he's already engaged in conversation with the rest of the boys across the table. He doesn't even realize what he's doing to me.
I bite my lip suggestively as an idea hatches in my mind. My mouth pulls into a smirk as I slowly begin rocking my hips against Cameron's crotch, while maintaining the upper half of my body skillfully still.
"Yeah, I know right? And then the dude—" Cameron stops mid-sentence and gulps, looking up at me.
I ignore his questioning stares and pause my grinding momentarily as the boys glance from Cameron to me.
"...And then he what? Cameron?" Carter raises his eyebrow at Cameron, eyeing him as if he's psychotic.
Cameron shakes his head once and clears his throat, "Uh, and then the dude started to—" Right as he begins speaking, I continue my grinding against his crotch, the only thing separating us being the thin nylon material of my bathing suit and the fabric of his khakis.
Cameron lets out an airy cough as I feel his member harden beneath me. Cameron scratches his hair nervously and continues his story in a shaky voice. Throughout his narrative, I increase my speed sporadically and slow back down after a few seconds, causing Cameron's mind to spin in ecstasy. His voice is cracky and he stutters incoherently as he finishes the last line of his fragmented story.
