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the door
closed. His long fingers deftly turned the deadbolt, locking the
door from the inside.
    He turned back to me, wide-eyed. “Is
this okay?”
    I felt my body straighten, preening as
I nodded. “Definitely.”
    He took my hand in his and pulled me
towards another doorway that was labeled ‘employees only.’ He took
a quick look through the room without stepping in and reached one
arm inside. The lights of the swimming area went out.
    We kept walking. The poolside was now
solely lit by a hallway that led to showers. Jake grabbed a fluffy
lounge chair and set it in a dark corner in the back, out of
sight.
    I stared down at the red and white
stripes of the cushion and felt his lips on my neck. All my muscles
went limp under his sweet pressure. His arms came around my waist
and those nerve endings flared again. A fire exploded within. My
hips instinctively pushed against him. I gasped as his fingers
knotted into my hair, his nails scraping my scalp as he turned me
to face him.
    “I don’t know if I ever told you, but
I think you’re very beautiful.” His palm rested against my
face.
    “So are you.”
    His eyes seemed to search mine before
making a groping march down to my mouth. He tilted my head up to
his; set another hot palm over the place where my neck met my
shoulder. His thumb grazed my throat. I released a pleasured
sigh.
    “If I moving too fast, you’ll tell me,
right?” His lips grazed mine as he whispered.
    I nodded, aching for his kiss. But I
had to wait. He kept his eyes on mine as he laid me down on the red
and white striped chaise. Once again, his knees separated mine,
making room for his hips as he pressed his weight onto me, picking
up where he left off in the van. A glorious shiver ran through me
as Jake hovered above me, finally closing the distance between our
mouths. His kisses were hypnotic: demanding and sweet, breathing
into me, taking pleasure and giving it back. I was dazed.
Illuminated, by his glorious blaze, dancing in the fire he
kindled.
    I heard myself whine with guilt and
delight as he lifted my shirt. Guilt, that I had snuck off and left
Avery, and delight, because Jake felt so good, and more guilt
because I was acting like such a groupie, but I didn’t care. I
couldn’t stop. I could only be thankful that I borrowed Avery’s
black lacy bra. It was a little too snug, but made my boobs look
great. I yanked Jakes shirt off in turn and tossed it aside as his
fingers moved to my jeans.
    Jake was the one who stopped, but only
to investigate the small set of lines over my hip bone. His thumb
grazed my side. His brows knit together as he tugged the top of my
jeans a little lower to better see the marks I had given myself as
an experiment. As I was trying to remember which underwear I was
wearing, he backed up onto his knees and I realized what was
happening.
    Chagrin gathered in my cheeks and I
confessed before he asked. “I’m not a cutter. I just tried it a few
times.”
    “ What do you mean by tried ?”
    “Well . . . uh, my friend, she does
it. She says it helps her feel better and I wanted to know what she
meant, so I did it with her.” I kept Avery’s name out of it,
knowing she’d want me to.
    “Create a hurt that she could feel.
And take away. To make it heal.” Jakes eyes drifted as he spoke
rhythmically, as if he were reciting a poem or lyrics. Then his
gaze came back to mine with renewed ferocity. “I get it. But you
shouldn’t do it anymore.”
    I nodded my agreement, setting my
hands on his beautifully bare stomach. He was lean, with subtle but
powerful cuts around each muscle group. The thin line of hair below
his belly button felt silky under my fingers as Jake leaned into my
touch.
    “Turn over.” He commanded, with dark
eyes.
    I hesitated a moment, confused. Then,
did as he said. Jake grabbed my hips and lifted me up onto my
knees. The denim slid slowly down my legs and I fell forward as he
pulled. I felt him touch the exposed skin on the backs of my