Five - Flint
I had no idea what they’d been talking about before I arrived, but I couldn’t stand not being a part of it. I wanted in, even if it meant getting naked in public.
I’d never felt so anxious and free at once. What if someone caught us? What if someone stole our clothes while we were out here having a great time? My mind was already whirling with imaginary problems and prospective solutions.
But I’d never been naked in public. Ever. It was kind of freeing. I also couldn’t stop my overanalyzing mind from wondering what other delights I might find if I tried something new.
“Jack’s fancied me for ages, I know that.” I finally found my voice enough to appear nonchalant and confident around a hot, naked woman swimming right next to me.
It was difficult not to stare at her body—from the subtle curves of her thighs, to her impossibly pert breasts, and back down to the neatly trimmed thatch of her pubic hair—but, somehow, I resisted. It didn’t mean Jack or her were doing the same.
Jack was openly ogling Sage’s body and mine.
She was doing the same, although her attention was entirely focused on me right now.
I felt good under their combined gaze. I felt seen, sexy, and alive.
A surge of blood coursed between my legs, that familiar heavy feeling already building despite the cold water.
“Oh, so have you two ever….” She pursed her lips and waggled her eyebrows.
“Nah, he doesn’t swing that way.” Jack blew out a disappointed sigh. “Besides, we’re friends. It would just complicate things, right, Flint?”
“I don’t know, complicated can be good.” I found myself saying before I’d even thought about the words coming out of my mouth.
Jack and Sage shared a look—a mixture of shock and excitement.
“You want to get complicated, Flint?” Jack playfully splashed water toward me, his voice a low purr.
“No. Maybe. I don’t know.” I splashed him back.
Sage watched our little exchange with an open mouth and wide eyes.
“I’m just saying that maybe I should be more open to new things.
” I shrugged, trying to appear nonchalant while desperately resisting the urge to check out my friend’s junk. What was going on with me?
“Like skinny dipping with a stranger?” Sage bit her lip and gazed straight into my soul. Fuck, she was hot.
“Exactly.” I managed a weak smile.
My internal struggle to not get an embarrassing erection waged on inside me, with my willpower having to fight for every ounce of control. Things were definitely happening here between us, but I didn’t want to be the one to jump the gun.
“What about water wrestling?” Jack cried before leaping toward me.
Despite his smaller size, he had the jump on me. We tumbled underwater in a heap of legs and arms. He took me down deep, wrestling, fighting, and touching in a way I’d never done since my youth, and certainly never naked. It felt both strange and natural at the same time.
I pushed him off me as we resurfaced, but I couldn’t deny there was something there when our bodies touched. Something new. Something forbidden, and oh-so-tempting.
“Fight! Fight!” Sage giggled, biting her lip even harder and watching every move we made.
She was keeping herself higher in the water now, kicking her legs hard enough that the tips of her stiff nipples threatened to break the surface of the water at any moment.
They looked more tempting than anything I’d ever known.
I longed to take them deep in my mouth, to see her groan, to feel her cradle her arms against my head, pulling me closer as she whispered for more.
My reverie was broken by Jack launching a second attack. It appeared he’d enjoyed our roughhousing as much as I had, and wanted more.
I fought him off easier this time, but not before his face was inches from mine. Close enough to feel his breath. Close enough to feel something pushing against me that spoke of his excitement matching my own.
Behind him, Sage took everything in with a watchful eye and a glazed expression, enjoying our little display while I wrestled with some very new and very complicated feelings for my friend and a stranger who looked like my ex.