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We head back out of the house just as Merrick looks like he's about to climb out of the pool. With a look of relief he sighs, “There you are.”

 

“Worried Merrick?” Vinnie pokes fun as I settle back on the edge of the pool.

 

He gives me a quick glare before running his wet hands up my thighs. “
The more I think about it, the more I realize there is nothing more artistic than to love others.” Quickly I grin and he says, “Particularly you.”

 

The Van Gogh quote makes me giggle. “Is that your way of saying you missed me?”

 

“No. That was my way of saying, I love you. This is my way of saying I missed you.” Merrick pushes his lips against mine briefly due to the booing sounds coming from Ben behind him.

 

“Less love! More drinking!” Ben demands.

 

Hayli chants, “Less love! Less love! Less love!”

 

Hearing me giggle makes Merrick ask, “You think that's funny?”

 

“A little.”

 

“How about this?” He yanks me by my legs into the water creating a huge splash.

 

Immediately I rush back towards the surface, gulping in air before shrieking, “Are you crazy?”

 

“He's a McCoy, of course he is,” Daniel says as I run my fingers through my hair pushing it out of my face. “Hey what do y'all say to a little pool volley ball?”

 

“I'm in,” Merrick agrees, reaching for me. Sweetly he says, “Hop on my shoulders.”

 

“I will squish you,” I sharply reply. “I'm not light.”

 

“You're not fucking heavy,” he argues with a confused look on his face. “You curve in the right places. Nothing wrong with a chick who isn't made of bones and silicone. Now get on before I dunk you again.”

 

After hesitating I climb up so my legs dangle over his shoulders and I'm high above the water.

 

With a snicker Ben points his beer cup our direction. “How bad do you wish she was facing the other way?”

 

“So fucking bad cuz,” his confession makes me blush and wiggle. A small snicker comes from him. “Not helping that want, baby.”

 

“I'm on cuz's team.” Ben drops his empty beer cup by the edge of the pool. “Juicy Fruit hop on.”

 

Hayli who's sitting on the edge of the pool shrugs and puts her cup down. “Yeah, I'm drunk enough to climb on Ben.”

 

“If that's the case then-”

 

“Shut up and float over here,” she demands. He does as instructed. Hayli positions herself so she's the same way I am on Merrick. The second he lets out a light chuckle she says, “One sexual joke and I'll pop your head off like a Ken doll.”

 

“I feel that gives new meaning to thunder thighs Juicy Fruit.”

 

We all laugh as Daniel grabs a beach ball while Destin secures the net back in place in the deep end of the pool. After the toy is in his possession Daniel calls out, “Hey Angela! Hop on!”

 

Like an obedient puppy she jumps at the chance and rushes over stumbling a little over her own feet. The girl she was sitting next to has an even more saddened expression on her face than when her friend was beside her.

 

I'm assuming they're friends or at least know each other by the glum look.

 

She has very light caramel skin, glasses, and is rocking a somewhat modest swimsuit.

 

Reminds me of myself in a way. And I kind of feel bad she's out of place. It's the worst feeling.

 

As Daniel puts her on his shoulder he tells her, “Tell Azura to come be Destin's girl.”

 

“Sis!” Angela shouts once she's comfortable. “Come play.”

 

Curious since I don't see the resemblance and am pretty sure they aren't even the same ethnicity I ask, “That's your sister?”

 

“Step. Our 'rents got married when we were like 4 or some shit. But yeah. She's my sis.”

 

The timid girl approaches the edge of the pool and stutters out, “Y-Y-You sure? There are tons of girls here Destin might like more.”

 

Destin looks up at her and shrugs. “It's cool. Hop on.”

 

She gives him a nod and carefully climbs on his shoulders.

 

That's what I imagine I would be like had Hayli never stomped her way in my life and demanded I become her tag team partner. It was a long day of Kindergarten. Pretty sure I pooped Play-Doh for days.

 

A friendly game of two on two starts showing us that the McCoys are not only great behind the wheel of a car, but fairly athletic too. It's fun to bounce around and play in the water. Most of the time, I'm laughing in between shots I miss while the guys spend time trash talking each other.

 

Eventually we conclude the game and return to just relaxing by and in the water. Sometime in the early evening J Money cuts the music and that becomes the cue to start to leave. As people start disappearing from the party, I sit on the edge and dip my feet back in the shallow end of the pool closer to where Merrick is just floating. Hayli dropped off my bag before she ended up getting a ride from J Money while the rest of the McCoys were swooped up by Knoxie and taken home.

 

You know what I'm having mixed feelings about? We've been here almost the entire day and throughout it Merrick's brothers snuck away at various times, with different chicks, coming back and switching to others. I don't know whether to be disgusted or impressed. No girl was pissed about another. No cat fights. Nothing.

 

Before I know it Merrick's the only one left in the pool and a few select guests are heading in the house.

 

Vinnie questions, “You two coming in?”

 

“Soon,” Merrick answers his hands rubbing my feet in the water.

 

With a soft smile Vinnie simply nods and heads away for the patio doors. I watch him until he's out of sight, which is when I turn around to see a heated expression on Merrick's face.

 

Oh I'm in trouble...

 

In a low grumble he starts, “All day...” His hands glide up my calves and grip my thighs. “All fucking day baby.”

 

After a quiet whimper, I question, “What?”

 

“All fucking day I've been waiting to get inside of you.” Merrick's thumb gently grazes my clit on the outside of my bikini bottoms.

 

He doesn't say another word as he grips me by my hips and lowers me into the water. The minute I'm in, he wedges me against the wall, wraps a hand around the back of my nape, and fervently devours my mouth. Excited to have his body against mine once more, I let him take over my tongue, enslaving it to move where he wants, how he wants, while his free hand lightly toys with my nipples. The sensation elicits a whimper as he pulls my top to the side freeing them for tasting.

 

When his mouth drops to them, tongue anxious to replace his hand, I whisper out, “We're gonna get caught...”

 

He chuckles a little and sucks harder the feeling forcing my eyes to roll back into my head. The torture with his mouth continues while the hand on the back of my neck keeps me planted in blissful misery.

 

Can you come from someone just playing with your nipples?

 

Lost in an elated state it barely registers that my bikini bottoms are loosening. Unsure if I want him to stop or continue, I simply moan.

 

Finally Merrick's face comes up slowly leaving a trail of licks on it's way to my ear where he whispers, “Want me baby?” Nodding helplessly, I let him wrap my legs around him, bracing myself for penetration. At the feeling of the tip of his cock I immediately mewl. Every inch that pushes inside feels like it's tearing me apart at the same time it fills me with ecstasy.

 

My nails clench tightly into his abs ripping a groan from him. In my ear he proclaims, “I belong here, baby.” On another powerful thrust he says, “Only here.” Merrick let's my nape go to grip the edge of pool while his other hand tangles in my hair drawing our lips back together. The swaying of his hips causes the water to rock my body in return, helping him hit something inside of me that keeps me moaning relentlessly behind our locked lips. Eventually the orgasm boiling becomes too much to contain behind his lips because he pulls them apart with just enough time to hear me moan in desperation to come. His warm mouth teases my neck before whispering in my ear, “Say my name baby...”

 

Shutting my eyes as I fall apart I cry out, “Merrick...” I call it out again and again as the water continues crashing our bodies like it's trying to weld us together.

 

“God Jovi,” he groans in return, lips dragging themselves up and down the side of my throat. When my arms fly around his neck, I yank him into me harshly, so frenzied with need to come again I feel like I'm suffering from an ache that will be soothed.

 

In tune with the urgency, Merrick uses both hands to hold my legs as he pushes fervidly, deeper and deeper, his cock brushing repeatedly against my clit. My moans turn to whimpers quickly. I attempt to meet some of the thrusts, which only spurs him to thrust faster now as anxious to engulf me as I am him.

 

My muscles tense seconds from coming again, which is when he demands, “Say my name again, Jovi.”

 

Quietly I sigh, “Merrick...”

 

To my surprise he commands, “Louder baby. Louder.”

 

The combination of the stern request and final pushes, sucks another orgasm out of me. In a raspy voice that I don't even recognize I give him what he begged for. “Merrick! Merrick!”

 

“Oh fuck,” he bellows before filling me up with his own scalding hot orgasm that would burn my insides if my own juices weren't just as steaming. Exhausted my body slumps against his.

 

Good thing too. Don't wanna drown right after sex. Though....I'll admit. It would be a happy death.

 

Kisses start feathering themselves across my skin in such a quixotic way, if I ever had a seed of doubt this was only about sex, it would be buried in concrete now. His hand softly strokes my skin as he sighs, “I love you, Jovi.”

 

I hum, “I love you too.”

 

Merrick's arms pull me away from the edge and circle themselves around me, holding me against him. Locking us in this moment. In this perfect moment of post orgasmic peace.

 

There's no way life gets any better than this. No way in hell.

 

Merrick

 

Between bites of pizza, I chuckle at Vinnie who is sitting between his two girlfriends that are making fun of him at their dining room table.

 

He playfully jokes at Krissy. “Where is the love in this relationship?” 

 

“It's not in my slice of pizza,” she giggles before pushing him away. “Ask Shelby.”

 

With a wide smirk he wraps his arm around Krissy's chair and turns to Shelby. “Shel-”

 

“No you pizza hog,” she denies him now giggling herself. “You had plenty of pizza.”

 

“Damn it,” Vinnie gripes.

 

“How long have you been together?” Jovi asks from beside me, wiggling her legs that are draped in my lap.

 

“About 4 years,” Krissy answers. “But we've known Vinnie since...we were like 11?”

 

“He stepped in an ant pile during my 12
th
birthday party. Had to be rushed to the hospital.” Shelby recalls nibbling on her pizza. “Oh! Remember at McDougal's party when we were 15 and how he had that allergic reaction to whatever it was in the cake.”

Krissy starts laughing harder. “Yes!”

 

I simply smile and finish the crust of my pizza, keeping an eye on Jovi.

 

It's not like I think she's going to run away or anything, I just know that all this... all this is something new to her. Not just the racing and the parties, but realizing that all relationships don't have to function one particular way. Her reactions have been interesting and a bit surprising along the way. Can't blame her though. I guess I've just lived around it for so long I'm numb to it.

 

“Sure. Sure.” Vinnie shrugs. “Focus on the times I look like an idiot, but not how I organized a poker game to earn enough cash for you to have a prom dress to go with the senior dick when we were freshman.”

 

Shelby puts her piece down. “I remember...”

 

“Or how I used the winnings from my first organized illegal fight to help you go on that choir trip you wanted,” he says to Krissy.

 

She smiles at him. “I remember too.”

 

“So you were all friends first?” Jovi licks the pizza sauce from her fingers completely missing the drop on her nose.

 

She looks like a sexy pizza clown. I wanna honk more than her nose...

 

“Best friends,” Shelby answers. “There's nothing I wouldn't do for them.”

 

“Ditto,” Krissy agrees.

 

“Can't help who you fall in love with, right?” I join the conversation while wiping the dot off her nose. She snickers at me before kissing me in thanks. Stealing the crust of her pizza I ask Vinnie, “So where did you send the neighbors today?”

 

“That fucking water park that just opened out in Blue Creek.”

 

“Aren't the tickets for that thing sold out until October?” Vinnie gives me a sarcastic look. Immediately I laugh and surrender my hands. “Forget I said anything.”

 

Confused Jovi asks, “You sent your neighbors away? All of them? Why? ”

 

“Just the ones right next door,” Vinnie answers. “It's a woman and her son. Send them away when I do things like pool parties. Use their driveway for parking. Plus I don't like worrying about her kid seeing any of the 'bad' things.”

 

“Bad as in the nearly topless chicks?”

 

“As in the drugs that get sold or the money that gets exchanged.”

 

She probably didn't notice any of it either. He's that slick about that shit.

 

“The neighbors on the other side you met. Scott and Cory. They keep the peace as long as they get invited.”

 

“What about the other houses?” Jovi ponders. “They don't complain about the noise?”

 

“They do. But I've got cops who handle that. I pay a few who are on duty not to come by or to lose the noise violation complaints all together.”

 

“So you can just buy off anybody?”

 

He chuckles with a nod. “Almost...”

 

Vinnie really can. The Devil has a wider reach and hands in higher pockets, but Vinnie has his own network to help keep his hands clean and our world smoothly running. In the beginning I swear he did it all to try to get chicks, but as time has passed, I'm not really sure why he does this shit any more. Not sure why I do either. Madden wants me to stop. Jovi would love it if I did. I just...I just have to figure out exactly how to get out without losing my life. And I don't mean that in some metaphorical way. I mean without physically having to die over it.

 

“Oh my God,” Krissy shrieks dropping her napkin. “You know what we should do? We should pop some popcorn and watch 80s movies!”

 

“Yes!” Shelby agrees.

 

“You two don't wanna go to Olympus tonight?” Vinnie questions pulling his phone out of his pocket.

 

Quickly I ask, “I thought you were laying low?”

 

“I am.” He winks and Jovi fidgets in her chair. “But...if my girls wanna go I'd take 'em. Just hang out on the upper levels. Business is closed tonight. Word spread.” After I nod he says, “If you two want a night in, that's what we'll do.” Eagerly they nod and he looks at Jovi. “You wanna hang out for a little while? Watch a couple movies?”

 

Jovi turns her face to me. She's smiling brightly and I can't help but return the action. “Is that...is that cool? Can we do that?”

 

“We can do whatever you want, baby,” I reply hands still stroking her legs.

 

A slight look of concern comes on her face. “You sure?”

 

“I'm sure.”

 

Sweetly she jokes, “Just checking. Movies and popcorn feels a little too normal for you. Doesn't require possibly running from Johnny Law.”

 

The table laughs and I shake my head. “Sassy.”

 

“Mouthy.”

 

We give each other a playful glare followed by light laughs. The five of us help restore the kitchen to it's original non after party condition. Once we're all cleaned up, we locate to the upstairs living room where his large flat screen is mounted on the wall. The room has a kick ass surround sound system, a leather couch, leather love seat with a foot stool, and a leather recliner. It also happens to have a mini bar area with a fridge, liquor, microwave, and blender.

 

Jovi and I claim the couch, her head in my lap, my hand finding various homes across her gorgeous freshly tanned skin that's now in a pair of loose cheer shorts and a tank top.

 

I swear it's like having the perfect painted canvas waiting for a frame every time I see her in a different outfit.

 

For the next few hours we watch movies together, toss popcorn around, and have dumb debates about the fact all movies don't need remakes.

 

They don't! Don't do that. Don't be one of those people. There's nothing wrong with leaving classics alone.

 

The vibe and the atmosphere stays light and playful. Kicked back. Relaxed. To my surprise something inside of me suddenly feels like this is what has been missing from my life. Just a little bit of normality. Simplicity.

 

I look down at Jovi to see her attention isn't on the T.V. so much as where Vinnie is lounging with his girlfriends. Turning my own attention there, I happen to see Shelby with her head lying on Vinnie's chest while one of his hands is folded with Krissy's, who is behind Shelby snuggled in close. Her leg is stroking Krissy's while her lips seem to be busying themselves in her neck. Vinnie seems to be oblivious to what's happening with the way his attention is still on the movie. When I look back down at Jovi I notice her legs flexing.

 

Is she...is she turned on watching two girls like that? Ladies, you do know there's nothing wrong with getting a little excited by girl on girl action right? Yup. That is such a dude thing to say. Doesn't make it not true.

 

Suddenly there's soft moaning and my eyes look over once more to see Vinnie now a part of the activities by the way he's subtly stroking Krissy's leg as Shelby stays sandwiched between them.

 

There's a few whispers before Vinnie announces, “The girls and I are heading to bed. You crashin' here?”

 

My hand lands on Jovi's hip eliciting a soft whimper out of her.

 

Looks like we're all heading to bed.

 

“That cool?”

 

“Yeah.” He stands helping them to their feet. “Your room's clean.”

 

“Thanks man.”

 

Krissy and Shelby wrap themselves around Vinnie. Sweetly they coo, “Night guys.”

 

“Night,” we call back in unison.

 

The three of them head down the hall to the right leaving us alone. As soon as I hear the bedroom close I ask, “You wanna go crash too?”

 

With a mischievous grin on her face, she rolls over and look up at me. “Something like that.”

 

Curious I ask, “Did that turn you on? Watching the girls together?”

 

Sheepishly she nods. “Is that bad?”

 

“Do you feel bad?”

 

“No.”

 

“Then no...”

 

“Isn't that...weird?”

 

Stroking her cheek I remind her. “Baby even if it is, who fucking cares? If it makes you happy that's what matters. If it feels good to you that's what's important.” My free hand grazes the inside of her thighs that part perfectly. I let a finger slide briefly under her shorts, surprised by the soaking wet surprise. With a smirk I sigh, “It really turned you on...” She shrugs but I sink a finger inside of her. After listening to her long sigh of pleasure I ask, “Was it watching them or the idea of sharing?”

 

Jovi shakes her head quickly. “I don't ever wanna share.”

 

“That makes two of us,” I whisper adding another finger. “Now...enjoy the ride baby.”

 

She moans softly as I increase the pressure and speed. Excited her muscles respond by trying to suck my fingers in further, to hit the point of no return.

 

Who am I to deny a pussy that's asking so politely?

 

I piston my fingers faster, toying with her clit, doing my best to drag her to the edge before pushing back away from it. Jovi's hips grind into my touch as her groans become needy and intense. Biting my bottom lip I focus on capturing every wither I want repeated on my dick.

 

The moment I feel her body shifting for what's becoming one of my favorites things in life, I push deeper, wanting the vibrations from her orgasm to roll through me.

 

“Coming...” She breathlessly declares.

 

Unsure if there's ever been a more beautiful sight than the girl I love falling apart from the tips of my fingers, I feel my chest swell as much as my dick.

 

There's nothing I wouldn't do to be with this girl forever. And that's what I want. Her. Forever.

 

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