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“Yes, you are.” I reach under her dress and press my thumb against her bundle of nerves. Her fingernails bite into the skin under my shirt. I’m sure I’ll have marks when I check later. She moans, and I twitch under her. Jesus, this girl is going to kill me. She sounds as sweet as she tastes.
She moves her hands and fumbles to get my pants undone. She looks at me through hooded eyes as she slips her hand past the opening. I moan with her touch as she pulls me out, keeping my dick hidden under her skirt. Her fingers feel too good, and before I know it, she slides down on me, filling herself up.
I breathe in and out through my nose in fast pants, trying to keep my load. “Lana, we can’t fuck without a condom.”
“I just want to feel you for a minute. You feel so good—so much better this way.” Her head is tossed back as she grinds down on me. I feel the beginning stages of her orgasm forming, and I pull her up and off me. My dick twitches, missing her warm center. I reach for the condom in my pocket when I hear Russ calling for Lana.
She widens her eyes and scrambles off me, fixing her skirt. I tuck myself back in and zip my pants as Russ comes around the tree.
“There you are, Lana.” He smirks when he sees me lying down and her sitting next to me. She tucks some hair behind her ear, avoiding looking at me as I sit up.
“What’s up, Russ?”
“The movie is boring. Thought you might want to go for a walk with me?”
She shakes her head. “No, thanks. I’m going to stay here with Tristan. We’re having a good time.”
He raises his eyebrow, and I swear to God, if he says anything else, I’m going to punch him in his fucking face. I snarl in his direction, and when Lana puts her hand on my leg, I cover her hand with mine in a possessive gesture. He walks away without saying anything else, and I’m thankful for it.
“Maybe we should join everyone else and watch the movie.”
Even though I don’t like it, I agree with her, so we make our way out to the field. If we keep this up, we’re going to do something we’ll both regret.
Although, would it really be that bad?
Chapter 27
Lana
Thursday. Only one more day after today until I’m gone, never to return. Okay, well, that might be a little dramatic. It’s not like I’m in outer space out here. I can return at any point if I choose. It’s just a few hours on a plane, but that doesn’t stop the pain in my chest when I think about leaving Tristan and this place.
I jump out of bed and toss some clothes on to go grab breakfast with my man.My man.I know he’s not mine, but I can’t stop thinking like that. I check my phone and see, for the time being, I have Wi-Fi, so I open a new message to him. I’m in a flirty mood and type the first thing that comes to mind.
Me:Morning, cowboy. Are you teaching dancing classes again today? You’re my favorite instructor. Maybe I can get a private lesson?
Tristan:Morning, beautiful. Are you coming to the lesson today? I’m sure we can find someplace to sneak off to.
Me:I was planning on coming by. Although, I’ve already suffered through a class. I’m sure I’m an expert now, even with my two left feet!
Tristan:I’m sure you are. Come to breakfast. See you soon.
I try to rush out of the cabin, but Mom stops me and insists on walking with me. My plan was to run to get food, but she is taking her time, and I know better than to try to make her work on my time.
She takes a deep breath, and I’m not sure what I was expecting her to say, but this definitely isn’t it. “Lana, are you being safe?”
I slowly turn my head to the side to look at her. “Yes?” It comes out more of a question than I mean it to.
“I see the way you are with Tristan. It’s your life, and I’m not going to stand in your way, I just want to make sure you are being smart about things. Your future is important, and I want you to follow your dreams—whatever they may be.”
“Mom, I promise I’m not going to give up on my dreams because I met some boy, and I promise I’m being safe.” My face feels hot as I talk to her. If she knows we’ve been messing around, does Dad know? “Mom, does dad know?”
She smiles sweetly at me. “He’s choosing not to think about it, but I think he sees what’s going on between you two.”
I play with the bottom of my shirt, avoiding her gaze. “I promise we’re being safe.” Except for the two out of three times I had him in me without a barrier between us. My skin flushes as I think about how full I felt with him nestled between my legs. Then, I think of what I just told my mom; I basically admitted to having sex with the guy. I want to die from embarrassment.
Mom pats my arm and kisses my cheek before sending me along to go have breakfast with Tristan. Russ jogs up beside me when I’m almost to the house, and I roll my eyes when he starts talking to me. He’s trying to convince me to go out in one of the boats with him.
“Russ. You know I’m dating Tristan, right?” The annoyance is evident in my voice.