I pull my fingers out and stroke her clit instead. “Do you like me doing this, too?”
She nods shyly, biting her lip.
“Good.” I kiss her again while fingering her clit over and over until she convulses and explodes.
I put her back down into the tub and cuddle her.
“Oh, Andrew!” she whispers while trembling in my arms.
I hold her tight and kiss her head. “Yes, baby. How was it?”
“It was… wow. I’ve never come so hard,” she mumbles.
“Does it mean you touch yourself, naughty girl?”
“Mm, yeah. But I don’t do it often.”
“Do you think of someone when you do it?”
She giggles. “That’s a secret.”
Damn.
I hold Brittney in my arms as we soak in the water, watching the stars in the sky for a moment. And then Brittney stirs, and her eyes fall on my hard-on. She grips it and then strokes it.
“Fuck.” I groan. “You feel so goddamn good.”
Her eyes are dreamy again. “I want it inside me, Andrew,” she whispers.
I suck in a breath as my dick swells even more. I grind against her hand for a second, fighting my urge to do as she asks. It’s tempting. Her warm entrance is just an inch away. All I need to do is to slide my cock through, and it’ll be heaven down there—except there is her virgin gate.
I can’t just take her virginity like that, not so casually in the Jacuzzi. No. she deserves better. Hell, not even my bed is good enough for her. Not even me. Brittney is a sweet little girl, and Dana’s protective of her. My sister made me promise to take good care of her best friend and not let anyone hurt her. I assume it was her way to tell me to stay away from Britt. I actually rolled my eyes at that because I didn’t plan to. I wasn’t interested in the scrawny little girl who came to our house after school to do homework.
When I left Clover Valley ten years ago to come to LA, Brittney was only twelve. I’ve seen her a few times after that, during my brief stay at home. I didn’t give her much thought. Well, not true. I noticed her once and it was during my junior year at USC. My teammate Brian and I took Dana and Brittney to Universal Studios. She was fifteen, somewhat grown-up. Brian couldn’t take his eyes off her, and I wasn’t happy about it. But I got over it soon. I was just protective because Brittney was like a sister to me. Although Brian was a friend, I didn’t trust him. I knew him well. We both liked girls but didn’t want to commit. I couldn’t let him hurt Britt.
My cock shrinks somewhat after all the thoughts, and Brittney looks disappointed. “Is it because I’m a virgin?”
I think of a better way to answer her, so she doesn’t hate me. “Not just that. I… Look. We need some time. It’s been only two weeks since you came to LA. I don’t want you to give me your cherry just like that. You’re saving it for a reason, right?”
She nods. “I might’ve saved it…for you.”
“What?” I blink. “Did I hear you right? For me? Why?”
Her face is as red as a cherry. “I’ve always liked you.”
“But you… we haven’t seen each other for a long time.” I chuckle in disbelief. “You were just a little girl when I left home.”
“Not a little girl,” she protests. “I was almost thirteen! And I started my period at eleven.”
“Oh,” I say, not knowing how else to respond. I have no idea whether having the period makes the girl an adult. “Are you saying you… err… liked me since then?”
“Before then,” she says. “But never mind! I really shouldn’t have told you this!”
She went out of the tub suddenly, as if ashamed of exposing her secret to me. I stand in the tub dumbfounded, not knowing what to do with the piece of information. I’m flattered, of course, but damn. What am I supposed to do about it? It’s one more reason I shouldn’t fuck her. She’s a serious girl. I’ve never seen her dating any guy at all. Dana had a crush on Connor and didn’t keep it a secret. But Brittney kept it to herself. I doubt whether Dana knows. If she did, she wouldn’t let her near me, would she?
Now, she let her secret out, and it wasn’t her intention. It’s why she’s embarrassed. Damn. I’m such an asshole. Why didn’t I keep my hands to myself? I had no business being in Jacuzzi with her! I’ve made things complicated between us. Brittney is a type of girl I shouldn’t near unless I want to settle down with her. But I have no intention to settle down, not when my gym is still taking off. I’m making enough money, paid off debts, but with all that competition, the business could easily crumble if I slack off. While I’m single, I can afford mistakes, but I can’t if I have loved ones who depend on me. I’m not ready for the responsibility yet.
Chapter 9