I remember the day I realised I was hot for Tessa. It was during lockdown, she was just standing in the kitchen, leaning against the counter, eating a yogurt and scrolling on her phone. She was wearing really short shorts and a cropped shirt that made her whole silhouette painfully obvious for a guy who wasn’t getting sex as often as he’d like. Fuck, she looked hot. I remember thinking I’d love to throw some of that yogurt on her tits and lick it off her skin.
I remember the day I realised I had a crush on Tess. We were watching a movie on the couch and quietly teasing each other cause her mom and my dad were nearby, so we couldn’t be as obvious as we’d like. She was sitting by my side and we kept trying to come up with excuses to touch each other. At one point, she shivered like she was scared or cold and I put my arm around her a second before our parents left the room. So she pushed me away with a naughty smile to lay on the couch with her feet on my lap so she could tease my cock a little. I felt *disappointed*. I wanted her back in my arms instead of teasing me.
I remember the day I realised I was falling in love with Tess. We were having sex and I just wanted a kiss. God, I fucking wanted that kiss so bad I could kill, lie and steal just to get it.
I remember the day I realised I wanted to *be* with her. We were making plans to use Ryan and Lana as distractions and I hated that. I hated that I’d have to watch Ryan be with my girl all day.
And I’ll always remember today.
The day I realised I love her.
Not a crush. Not sex. Not a kiss.
*Love*.
I love her.
It starts at the beach.
She is wearing a tiny blue bikini that makes everything around her fade away. She looks so hot in it, but I think she’d look hot in a cardboard dress so maybe I’m bias.
I’m never sure what is up between us. We fuck. We say we’ll stop. We fuck again. Are we together? Are we mad at each other? Who knows?
“You in?” Andrew asks me. There are five groomsmen in Peter and Natalie’s wedding party. I’m one, Ryan is the other and Andrew is a third.
*Peter and Natalie*.
*Peter and Annie*.
It’s 3 pm and I’ve been trying to get Annie alone so I can ask her something very polite and sensible like “Are you fucking your sister’s fiancé and giving him your used panties days before her wedding, you crazy selfish bitch?”
But alas, she keeps running away from me. And so does Peter.
“Yeah, I’m in” I agree as soon as I see the volley ball in Andrew’s hand. I need something to keep my mind off *everything*. Tess, Peter and Annie, my father (who, by the way, still seems to think I’m an abusive creep, so… *hurray*, right?).
“You and Ryan can team up against me and Leo” Andrew says, pointing to the net set up on the sand.
“Uh…” me and Ryan exchange uncomfortable looks.
We are both painfully aware that Tessa is a thorn between us.
He wants her.
I want her.
He fucked her ages ago.
I fucked her last night.
So we’d rather play against each other, you know? To get some of that testosterone out of the way.
“Yeah, sure” he says with a diplomatic smile.
I take off my sunglasses and my shirt to go join them.
The first and second point are easy. Me and Ryan are better than our counterparts and, oddly, we make quite the good team. I think we would have won the game by a landslide if Tess didn’t get out of the ocean.
You know how some people get out of the ocean like a normal human? Just one step in front of the other until you hit the sand and that’s it?
Well, Tessa gets out of the ocean like a fucking Bond Girl. I swear to God this woman makes the universe go in slow motion. Her long hair is soaking wet, clinging to her curves… mostly her tits. There’s water dripping down her slim stomach, and it looks fucking erotic. Never though I’d get a boner over water drops but here we are.
The ball hits the sand right in front of our feet and neither me nor Ryan move an inch towards it. We’re both bewitched. *Hypnotised*. Ignoring the game and the ball when all we can do is watch Tessa walk by.
“Hello? You two alive over there?” Leo laughs.
“My bad” Ryan laughs back with a guilty look of a guy who is trying to score. But as soon as he turns with his little bad boy smile, we accidentally stare at each other.
I think that’s when we both fully accept what just happened and how hot we both are for the same woman.
I’m hotter though. You’ve been following this for a while, you know I’m right.
Ryan is hot for Tess like a campfire in a dark night. I’m hot for Tess like the Sun blowing up into a supernova and taking half the galaxy with it. So he’s gotta calm down, and stay in his lane.
The other two points are easy as well. Just not for us. Leo and Andrew tie the game not because of skill but because me and my teammate are playing dick-measure instead of playing volleyball.
The worst thing a hot woman can do while you are playing is walk by in a tiny blue bikini and a wet body.
The second worst thing a hot woman can do while you are playing is *sit down and watch*.
It’s in every straight men’s genes. We gotta show off like it’s mating season. It’s not our fault, really, take it up with Mother Nature.
So now, me and Ryan are like baboons, fighting each other for every ball instead of easily cooperating. We both wanna out-do the other one and that’s not a very smart way to play as a team.
I slide in the sand a little too much and bump into him, hard. We almost fall but I manage to hold us both in place.
“Sorry, mate”
“Get off” he pushes me and I realise that while I’ve been competing against him, he’s really been *competing* against me. I’m taller, stronger and, for whatever reason I’m playing better. He’s not taking it well and won’t be long until he escalates.
I could break this man like a little twig, but I don’t think that would help.
So I apologise and try to back off.
But when Leo serves and I go for the block, Ryan jumps into the ball so hard he drops me to the ground. I’m not gonna judge him, but it looks like… *no, fuck this*. You know what? I will judge him: it was not fair play. He was trying to punish me for bumping into him before, the little asshole.
I dive into the sand head first, so close to the pole that my head misses it by less than an inch. I think to most people around us it looks like I hit my head in it, because they all gasp and someone said “*his head”,* even though the only thing hurting are my eyes.
I mean… sure, hands and elbows are not exactly unscratched but Ryan falls kicking the ground and my hands dig in so fast that sand flies everywhere, getting hard in my eyes; so I keep them close while it feels like six or eight different people are immediately around me.
*He hurt his head.*
*Can he get up?*
*Trevor, where does it hurt?*
*Should we take him to the hospital?*
“Everyone, I’m fine” I say, still trying to get sand off my face “My eyes are hurting but…”
“Sit down here, Trev” someone says.
“I’m fine, really…”
“*Trevor. Come. Now.”* I feel her pinch on my arm and her *no-bullshit* tone.
Well, that’s Tess. So I follow her.
I still can’t really open my eyes. She helps me sit and I feel her hands on my face.
“Shh, let me see”. Fuck, did you hear that?
Her voice is so sweet right now.
So worried.
I think she has a bottle of water cause she tilts my face and washes my eyes. She washes her hands as well so she can run her fingers over my skin, cleaning all traces of sand away from my face.
It doesn’t even hurt anymore. *Honest to God*. I just feel numb.
I tilt my head and let it weigh on her hand while she carries on washing me and screaming at everyone to back off so I can breathe.
“Here, baby” she gets another bottle and very carefully pours more water over my eyes “Is that better?”
*That is perfect*.
I have chills.
“It… It still hurts a little” I lie cause I don’t want her to go away.
“Try to open your eyes”, she sounds so worried I wanna bite her. I wanna kiss her. I wanna hug her so fucking tight.
I open them and there she is. Those huge brown eyes that are quickly becoming my reason to live. She inspects me to make sure I’m not blind and has a tiny little worried smile. Her hands squeezing my arms for comfort and I melt so hard, my shoulders drop as I exhale.
*Ask me for a kiss right now*.
Ask me for a million dollars or to overthrow the government. I’ll do whatever the fuck you want right now.
“Did you hurt your head?” she whispers. My face is still in her hands, her thumbs caressing my cheeks.
“No, I’m alright”
“Trev” she has a deep serious tone. I swear to God she sounds like a wife. She sounds like a woman I married after promising I’d love her forever “Don’t try to be tough! I’m serious. Did you hurt your head?”
I keep my smile really close to hers. Yeah, everyone is watching.
I don’t give one single fuck.
“I’m being serious too, honey, I didn’t hurt my head. I didn’t hit the pole. It was just sand in my eyes” my turn to caress her cheeks. Not that she is letting go of mine.
“Promise?” she gasps, still checking my eyes and trying to check my head.
“I promise, baby. It was just some sand, but you made it better”
She nods and gives me a really chaste kiss on the cheek that feels so sweet my eyelids go *bye-bye and goodnight*.
“We should still put it under running water” she decides, getting up. She looks around for her clothes but I guess they are too far away, cause she finds my shirt and puts that on instead. My hand is huge and she holds it on both of hers, pulling me behind her as she makes her way back to the resort.
“He’s fine, Tess” my brother tries to joke cause there seems to be so much tension around us, someone will trip over it and fall down.
“I just wanna make sure” she doesn’t even stop to acknowledge him and I follow her without hesitation.
Ryan is so pale he looks whiter than the clouds. Yesterday, she was wearing fishnets for him. Today, she forgot he exists while taking care of me.
*That’s cause she is mine*.
She may not know it.
She may fight it.
But she’s’ mine.
You know that feeling when a smile comes to your lips and you cannot get rid of it? Like the muscles in your face are pulling so hard you’ll turn into the Joker?
That’s what happens to me while I follow Tess that afternoon. She is wearing my green shirt like a dress over her tiny bikini and the erotic water drops down her stomach.
I wanna take her back to my room and do unspeakable things to her.
I wanna take her back to my home and repeat them forever.
*This feeling*.
What is this feeling?
*Number five on my list*.
She noticed I only named four things. That’s cause number five is this… number five is both the thing I want the most and the one I’m afraid I’ll never get.
The other four are easy.
Anal and kink and toys… we can do all that.
Number five requires… *something else*.
She finds a shower by the pool and tilts my head in it. I let her take care of me all she wants. I will not refuse, nor will I complain. Today I am Cooperation Trevor.
She runs her hands through my hair and body, washing me. Moving me around at her will, like she owns me. Which… well… I guess she does.
“Are your eyes still hurting?”
“No, honey. Thank you” I hold her by the waist.
“Are you sure? Trevor, don’t lie to me!”
“I am sure” I turn off the shower and kiss her cheek. God, she smells good. She tastes better.
She looks down at my shirt and notices that…
“Oh God, I got your shirt all wet in the shower! I’m sorry, I…”
“It’s alright, babe” I smile, running my hand through her hair as well “Doesn’t matter”
“I couldn’t find my clothes, I…”
“Babe, *babe!*” I stop her “It’s fine. You look beautiful in it” *Yeah, you really really do. You should wear nothing but my shirts for as long as we both shall live* “I mean, you look beautiful *without* it as well, but…”
She slaps my chest and rolls her eyes.
“You have to go there? I was actually worried about you”
“I am just speaking the truth”
“Yeah, right” she tries to move away but *no*. I want her. *Don’t go*. I hold her so abruptly I startle her “Trev, what are you doing?”
“I’m not sure yet. But hang back and we’ll find out” I kiss her neck, tasting the salt in her skin.
“*Please, don’t*” She gasps. But the despair in her eyes is quite telling.
“Why not?” I tease “Because I didn’t let you cum last night so you’re really close to the edge?”
“I hate you”
“Yeah, I know. Did you touch yourself last night?”
“Alright. Time for me to go” she gently unwraps the arms I have around her.
“You didn’t, did you?” I laugh in her ear, still keeping her close “I can always tell. There’s something different about you when you cum and when you don’t but *really want to*. It’s something in the air. Like a smell”
“Great, you should write a book about it. I should go”
“Sure. Go ahead. I want my shirt back”
“I’ll give it to you when…
“*Now*”
She stares at me in a silence of utter disbelief.
“Seriously? You’re not even gonna let me have a shirt?”
“Seriously. I wanna see you without it”
Her sigh is so pissed off it almost sounds like a laughter.
She undresses with hard movements, proving a point; and the point is that she is hating me.
But as soon as the shirt is gone she has nothing but the tiny bikini again, so I keep her in my arms.
“I was right. You look really good without it”
“Aren’t you gonna take it back?” she wiggles the shirt in the air.
“Nah, you can keep it” I sink my fingers in her waist.
“You’re hopeless”
“You’re fucking hot”
“I already regret worrying about you” she tries to move away but I grab her elbow and…
Ok, I should take a quick break to explain to you where we are, cause I don’t think I have. We are at the showers by the pool area, but they are surrounded by a wall of bushes, palm trees and some decorative bamboos. I say this so you’ll understand I am not being that sexual that publicly.
I mean…
I am being sexual.
And I am being public.
But there is like… bamboo and shit, right? So, give me a little break.
“You’re right” my grin is evil “You took such good care of me, I should return the favor”
I push her against the bamboo and get on my knees.
“W-what are you doing?”
“*Returning the favor”* I shrug and blow my warm breath over her pussy.
*“Oh God”*.
“Yeah, you can pray, baby” I lick her over the bikini bottom and Tess grabs the bamboo already anticipating she soon won’t be able to trust her legs.
I push one of her knees and grab it, pulling it over my shoulder so I can spread her open.
“You wanna tell me your list?”
“*Fuck sake*” she is already riding the air. *I didn’t let her cum last night*. I can relate. I didn’t cum myself and if she were breathing her warm sweet breath over my hard cock, I’d have my hips fucking the void as well “Enough with this damn list”
“*Blasphemy*. Tell me what’s on it”
“No”
“Tessie” I bite her puss over the bikini and she gasps, climbing up the bamboo “You understand I’ll only let you cum if you tell me, right?”
“Fuck you”
“Alright, have it your way” I push her bikini bottom out of my way so I can lick her pussy lips. She tastes of summer, salt and desire.
One long lick.
Two.
*Three*.
She grabs my hair, fucking my face.
I stop.
“Tessie?”
I’m not sure what she said. It sounded like:
“*Hundshjanhd”* and then she softly slapped my head in frustration.
“What’s on the list?” I french kiss her fucking pussy and Tessa bites her fingers to stop herself from screaming “Tell me, baby, and I’ll lick you until you cum. *Tell me, tell me, tell me”* I whisper against her clit “Just five things” I beg “Give yourself a countdown”
Her thighs are moving around so nervously I have to actually hug them at times, to keep them down.
“Come on. Give daddy a countdown” I bite her pussy lips and fuck her with the tip of my tongue.
“F-five” she moans.
“Yes, good girl. What was five?” I suck her pussy, fingering her clit and she loses herself “*Tess? Baby?* Five… is…?” I stop.
“*WAX!”* she yells through grinded teeth in a growl of agony “Wax play, I wanted you to *hurt me* with wax”
“Oh, baby, that is so much fun” I get back to sucking that sweet pussy “Don’t stop” my words are muffled cause I am eating her out like the hungry horny beast that I currently am.
*I didn’t bring my candles on this trip though. Fuck!*
Tessie squirming over wax. Cleaning her body with a whip.
Fuck, I’m hard.
“F-f-f…” her eyes are closed shut. My tongue is deep in her.
“Four?” I lick her slowly.
“*Four*” she drools.
“What’s four, babygirl?”
“Iwantedtotieyouup” she says it like the whole sentence is just one word. She knows if she stops to breath she’ll moan instead of speak. And what do you know? As soon as that word-sentence is done, she moans so good I decide to treat myself.
I pinch her tits with one hand and jerk off with the other.
“Again?” I ask.
“You were shaking the bed” her moan is sounding like a cry “That was so… so…”
“So… so…?”
“*Hot*” she moans, taking forever to get over the vowel “You were breaking the bedframe and I wanted you to”
“You wanted me to break out? You fucking brat” I laugh into her pussy and jerk off even harder “You wanted me to eat that fucking pussy, hm?” My *hm* is half question, half moan. She is pulling my hair so hard, she’ll give me a bald spot. Fucking my mouth, she is.
“Don’t cum until you’re on One, you hear me, cunt?”
“Yes… Yes.. *Yes*…” Is she answering me? Is she already cuming?
I pinch her clit very hard to try to stop her cause I’m a moron who keeps forgetting that turns her on.
*“YES*” her whole body arches, bending backwards under my pinch. I can feel her feet twitching out of control.
*Fuck.*
*“*You’re gonna have to count faster”
“*Three, three, three”* she moans. I slide my nose over her slit, teasing her with it. Blowing and sucking.
“That would be sleep play again, right?”
“*Yes*. Yes. I want that again”
“Of course you do. Keep counting” I kiss her pussy between every word.
“Trev?” she begs like a meow “Kiss me?”
“Is that on the list?”
“No… just…” she is pulling my hair like she wants me on her face. Like she wants me to kiss her and fuck her “Just kiss me”
“No, baby. We’re gonna keep doing this. What’s number two on the list?”
“Knife play”
“Wow, Tessie. *Creative*” I finger fuck her whenever I have to speak. She is close now.
Fuck, I know her body better than I know my own.
I am close too.
I grab my cock hard and wank it good. I moan into her pussy and she loses it. *She likes my moans*. I know she does. *Well, then have them on your clit, baby*.
She pulls my hand to her tits and I slap it really fucking hard before pinching her nipple as tough as I can.
Tessa is *singing* in a long dragged out moan of pain mixed with pleasure.
“Count it down. C’mon. One more and daddy will let you cum”
“*One*” she pants “*Electrostimulation*”
“Yeah?” *oh, fuck, I’m the one about to cum now* “You want me to shock your pretty little pussy?”
“Yes”
“Oh” I look straight at her pussy, cause Tess is not the one I’m talking to at this point “*You and me are gonna have so much fun*”
Fucking beautiful pussy.
Fucking delicious pussy.
I eat it all up.
Tessa bites her lips and her fingers and my shirt to keep herself from screaming as I suck her until she cums in my mouth. I am shaking so hard I can barely keep a hold of her. My own orgasm taking its toll on my body.
I put us both back under the shower while we recompose. I kiss both her cheeks and wash her hair.
“Trev?”
“Hm?”
I kiss her forehead and the top of her head and… *I see her*.
Through a gap in the bamboos.
*Annie.*
I think she saw us, but it doesn’t matter. I need to grab her before she can run away from me again. I need to ask her what the fuck is going on. This thing she is doing with Peter… it will hurt Nat and worst (at least for me) it will hurt my Tess.
We can’t have that.
“Trev? Will you kiss m…”
“I’m sorry, babe, I gotta go” I run after Annie so fast I don’t even get my shirt.
*And she saw me*.
I know she did because she runs away like a little ferret trying to escape the predator but I’m done running around trying to find her.
I grab her elbow and drag her with me back into the hotel.
“We need to talk, you and me” I growl.
She looks around, in panic.
“Trevor, not here”
“Fine. Not here” I never let go of her arm. I haul her all the way to my room, close the door behind us with a *bang* and push her gently to sit on my bed *“Talk”*.
“I don’t know what you want me to say” she is so rigid it looks like she ate the damn bamboos me and Tess were fucking on.
“Yes, you do. ANNA! I saw you! I fucking saw you yesterday. What in the sweet Lord’s good name do you think you’re doing? You’re gonna destroy Natalie”
“I’m more worried about Peter”
“You would be, wouldn’t you? What the fuck, Annie?”
“Trevor, you can’t say a thing”
“What? I’ll say whatever the fuck I want”
“It was the last time” she holds her hands in prayer “If you saw us last night, if you heard us… it was the last time. It was a goodbye”
“And that makes it better?”
“It has to. I don’t wanna ruin this wedding and I know you don’t either. So please don’t say anything. To anyone!”
“I have to tell Tessa”
“No! You don’t! That’s the worst person to tell. She would never let this go”
“Maybe that’s a good thing”
She is shaking her head in despair but something catches her attention.
Her shake of despair becomes a tiny grin of disbelief.
“What?”
She takes her phone out and takes a picture.
“W… what?”
I look behind me to the dresser she took a picture of. A bunch of my stuff is on there including…
*Oh fuck me forever*.
The panties.
Tessa’s panties.
Both of them.
*Fill me up daddy*, and the dark lace one from last night.
“That one was a gift from me” she points it out and I feel my stomach sink “Are they both Tessa’s? Are you collecting?”
“Annie…”
“Are you gonna tell me *I can’t say anything*, Trev?” she stands to stare at me with her arms crossed “Are you gonna say it was *the last time*? Are you gonna say that you *don’t wanna ruin the wedding*? Oh, the hypocrisy”
“My thing and your thing are not remotely the same”
“Of course they’re not! *Your thing* is incest and now I have a picture”
“Annie!”
“So you’re gonna keep your mouth shut. Because if anyone finds out my thing, everyone will find out yours. And I bet your dad will love to hear about how his son is collecting his *sister’s* panties”
“She is not my sister”
“Just keep your mouth shut for one week, Trevor. And then it’s all over”
“I…” she walks out of my room and what the fuck do I do now?
Both my father and my brother told me to stay away from Tess. If they find out I didn’t…
And if everyone else finds out, this gossip will burn through Nat’s wedding. *If* there is still a wedding.
*Doesn’t matter*, I gotta tell Tessa. And what a fun conversation that will be.
I take a deep breath and pour myself a drink, cause whatever I decide to do next will be easier with alcohol.
I think I was there, alone with my thoughts, for almost an hour when I hear a knock on the door.
“Tess?” *Fuck. I totally ran out on her* “I’m so sorry, I…”
I don’t finish my sentence because I notice something wrong on her face.
She is about to cry. Her lips are shaking, her chin is wobbling. She looks like she’s been holding her breath for hours. And those big brown eyes are watery as fuck.
“*Tessie!* What happened?” I put my arms on her and she supports herself in them.
“Trev?” she gulps, desperately trying to find words, but her voice seems to fail her “You know… y-you know how you always say that this kink takes its toll on us, even when we don’t notice?” her voice breaks on the last word and the tears fall down.
*Fuck!*
*Trevor, you fucking cunt!*
*You left her with zero aftercare since yesterday*.
Moron, fool, stupid fucking asshole.
“God, Tess, baby” I pull her into my arms and close the door behind us “Come here, sweetheart”.
I kiss her cheeks, her forehead, her hair, her arms, her hands.
I hug her close and brush my lips on any part of her skin I can find.
“I am so sorry, honey” I press her against my chest, fitting her head under my chin “I never should have left you like that. You deserve so much better.” I hold her face in my hand, caressing her hair “You’re gonna stay with me until tomorrow, alright?”
She nods, pressing her face and tears on my chest.
*She doesn’t even fight me this time like she always does*.
She needs this.
She is feeling used and fragile and broken and it’s my fucking fault.
“You are so perfect, honey. And I’m an idiot. I’m sorry. I’ll take the best care of you now, ok? I promise. Let me give you a shower, let’s get you out of these wet clothes”I kiss her temple “Ok? Hm?”
I clean her tears with my thumbs and she has a shy little smile when she nods.
“Can I really stay?” she cleans her own tears, her face blushed and sad.
She is so beautiful.
She is so precious.
“Of course you can”
My heart is melting.
*What is this feeling?*
“I won’t bother you?” She is so small in my arms.
“You never bother me when you stay. It only bothers me when you go”
I have my nose pressed on hers. Her face is on my hands.
She doesn’t ask for it this time.
She wouldn’t have to.
There’s something pulling me to her… drawing me in.
I lean in to kiss her even though I know I shouldn’t, and as soon as our lips touch I know I’m lost. She is soft and warm. I brush my thumb over her bottom lip and I kiss her again. I kiss her harder. I kiss her deeper. I pull her into my arms and I take her tongue on mine.
And it’s that kiss right there.
That’s the moment I’ll always remember.
The day I realised I love her.
She holds me with a soft little moan and I know I can never let her go. This heartbreak would never heal. No amount of time would fix it. I run my hands into her hair and taste her slowly, moving our heads to slightly change the kiss. Her tongue, her lips, *her soul*. I want it all.
She break the kiss, burying her face in my chest, quietly begging for a hug and I give her exactly that. I hug her, making myself huge around her so she’ll know she’s safe.
*Safe*.
I have to keep her from this Annie mess… I can’t break her heart like this. I have to protect her.
And I have to keep our secret safe from others, or she’ll push me away again. *I can’t have that*.
I have to find a way to stop you from pushing me away again.
Because I love you, Tess.
*Fuck*.
I love you.
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