Personal Adventures by Sidney Bristol

dropped. “What? No.”
    “Why not?”
    She sputtered and pushed against his chest, but he wasn’t about to let her go. “Carey, stop it.”
    “Just answer the question.”
    “No, I haven’t dated Danny.”
    “Why not?”
    Glaring at him, she crossed her arms over her chest. “It’s complicated.”
    “Try me.”
    “We’re in the same clan.”
    “So you’re related?”
    “No. It’s complicated.”
    Intrigued, he lifted his hand and dripped water on her shoulders. Elise shivered and glared daggers at him. “Come on, I want to understand. Please?”
    She rolled her eyes and brushed the water off. Her breasts bobbed out of the water, distracting him from his purpose. “Clans. Danny and I are in the same clans. Or really, my grandmother was, and so is my father. My mother doesn’t have a clan.”
    “How do you keep all of this straight? You’re already confusing me.” He shook his head and smiled.
    “You’re lucky you’re cute,” she said dryly. Her body relaxed against him and she circled his neck with her arms. It was his turn to shiver from the water. “They teach you in school.”
    “Really?”
    “Well, at my first school. I changed to the public school in Waxahachie in junior high, so I only learned half of it, but it was enough to get the basics.”
    “Why’d you change schools?”
    “Why would any kid that looks different from all the other kids want to change schools?” She shrugged and feigned nonchalance. “Everyone in the tribe knows about my parents, how they fight, owe most people money and shit. I know now no one blamed me, but I didn’t always then.”
    “And kids are cruel.” He kissed her forehead. “Well, as long as people aren’t going to give you shit, then I want to be serious.”
    Her gaze slowly rose to his, her mouth forming a little ‘o’. “What?” Her tongue darted out and licked her lips. “What does that mean, exactly?”
    “It means, only I get to do this.”
    Grinning, he cupped her breast and watched the transformation on her face. Her eyes rolled back and her mouth opened on a soft moan. Wedging his other arm between them, he lazily swiped his calloused thumbs over the tight furls of her nipples. Her body twitched at each pass. Her spine arched, thrusting her breasts above the water.
    “Give me a hand, babe,” he said.
    Grasping his shoulders, she swung her leg over his lap and straddled him. “Like this?” Her hands dipped under the water. His semi erect cock thrust against her palm. Her hand was better than his own, that was for sure.
    “That’s good. Real good.”
    Leaning forward, he put his mouth over her breast and raked her with his teeth. She yelped and squeezed his cock. Groaning, he flicked his tongue over her skin. Again her hand constricted around him as she stroked from root to tip. Her other hand cupped his balls, rolling them and tracing around the base of his cock.
    He switched breasts, repeating everything he’d done and holding nothing back. The way her hands gripped him and the moans each nip of his teeth tore from her were fucking hot.
    “Sorry,” she mumbled after a particularly hard squeeze to his balls.
    His arms shook as he cupped her breasts. “S’okay.”
    “Oh god, you’re going to have to stop,” she groaned.
    He froze. “Why?”
    “Because.” She squirmed in his arms, eyes squeezed shut.
    He pushed a hand between her legs and drove a finger into her sex. She groaned and thrust her hips forward.
    “Oh god, Carey,” she gasped. “You— Can you—?”
    The hard-on he’d been fighting since putting her in his lap stiffened painfully.
    He had no intention of stopping, not now and not for a long time if he had his way. He wanted to push Elise. He’d never met a woman as driven and fun, who matched him. And he’d dated more than his fair share. None of them aroused possessive urges in him like she did.
    “Up.” He was going to fulfill a fantasy right now.
    She slid off the bench and backed away. Another