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Without thinking, I take my cock in my hand and squeeze, trying to relieve his suffering a little.
Bailey takes in a breath. “So, are we doing this?”
My brain imagines all the things I want to do. Like taking her from behind and then when we come together, we take the jump at the same time— But that’s some porno shit. Actually, not a bad porno idea. Innocent college student wants to rebel, so this is how she does it. Sex and adventures.
But I’m not directing a porno, am I? I’m standing in front of my best friend’s sister. “Do you want me to go first? Or jump together?”
“Together,” she says.
She stretches out her hand, and I take it. Now joined, we step toward the edge.
“It’s deep enough, right?” she asks, voice wavering.
“I’ve done it a hundred times. When you surface, there’s a rocky beach to swim to. From there, there’s a path that leads back up here.”
She nods quickly like she’s still trying to talk herself into this.
I watch while she gathers herself. “Okay?” I ask.
“Okay.” Before I know it, she steps forward, jumping into the night. I scramble to catch up with her, but I lose her hand.
She screams, her cries echoing around the chasm, and when she hits, that amplifies too.
I plunge in right after her, the cold river washing over my body in a flurry of goose bumps. For a moment, everything is silent until I kick to the surface. Then the first thing I hear is Bailey’s laugh.
The loud belly laugh bounces off the rocks all around us. “Oh my God!” she screams, splashing at the water. She twists, and when she sees me, she pushes her hands forward to splash me right in the face. “You said together!”
“You jumped without warning like a total psycho!” I yell back, wiping the water out of my eyes.
She tilts her head back and giggles into the night. “I have to do that again.”
“We can.”
“Are you sure? I don’t want you to be too tired tomorrow.”
“I’m sure,” I tell her, running my arm across the water to send a huge wave her way.
She splutters and spurts, then wipes the water out of her face. “You dick.”
I shrug. “Yeah, sometimes.”
Lunging forward, she splashes me until we’re like two preteens at a pool party.
“I got you the best.”
“No, I did.”
She lunges for me, pushing my shoulders, but I grab her instead, my hands finding her hips. Her legs come around me, and for a few seconds, I’d forgotten we were both naked.
My dick is only semi-hard now, but it finds her inner thighs like a heat-seeking missile.
She gasps, the carefree moment switching in an instant. “Aidan.”
I pull away. “Sorry, sorry.”
Reaching down, I place my hand over my dick, trying to keep him out of the way.
I chuckle nervously, but she’s no longer laughing. She’s staring straight at me, her face a mask of desire that I recognize earlier from the bathroom. Shifting her hips forward, she rubs her pussy over my hand. “Bailey,” I warn.