Page 56 of Why Cheese?
“Why?”
I frown and sit up. “I…I don’t know. My mom said that…” She’d told me that I was a nuisance and my great uncle didn’t need me getting underfoot. It broke my heart, but now I’m starting to wonder if there was much more going on. “Maybe it was because of— Ah!” Fountain water splashes up my chest. I yelp again as Cheddy goes for another round. He cups both of his huge hands and bends elbow-deep into the fountain.
“No!” I try to scrunch up, but he unleashes a deluge on me, soaking me from chin to navel.
“Ah ha!” He laughs, straining for more, when he stops and stares at me. His smile plummets.
I have to look like a drowned rat after that. My hands wrap around my ponytail as if I have any hope of fixing it. I can’t stop nervously making it worse.
“You’re um…” Cheddy licks his lips and his gaze darts from my chest, to my face, then back. “I really like your dress,” he says in awe.
My dress…? Oh. I forgot.I put on the green and white striped one from my meeting with the lawyers. It’s always been a bit too tight and thin. I gulp, realizing the water’s soaked clean through, revealing the curved slant of my bra and my breasts spilling from the cups.
“It’s um.” Awkwardness seizes me and my brain leaps to the stupidest response. “I got it from Old Navy.”
“Uh-huh.” Cheddy leans closer, his hip off of the wall. He slams a knee into the fountain basin. Water splashes up his pants, but he keeps walking toward me, his eyes wide. Rather than take the dry but slightly longer path, he slogs through the fountain to reach me.
Fingers brush up my arm, setting off goosebumps as I gaze up at him. “It’s so pretty,” Cheddy whispers, his voice soft like a man sneaking into church. He hooks onto my shoulder and pulls himself to me. “Just like you.”
I kiss him before he has the chance. Happy juice pumps through my veins, dragging me deeper into Sir Chedward’s snare. My body flies across the fountain until I’m flush to his chest. Unlike Brie, he boldly curves a palm over my soaking wet breast.
“That,” Cheddy declares. “That’s what all of this is for.”
“What is?” I ask.
“Big, soft, breasts,” he pants in my ear. “Round, squishy buttocks. Wet hot cunts.”
I burn at his curse, but Cheddy’s grinning ear to ear. “It’s the only reason a man has to get out of bed in the morning. Or stay in one.”
He teases my nipple through my bra and clamps his other hand to my ass. It causes me to jerk forward, pushing Cheddy back. “Yes!” he cries out and grinds me onto him.
“All of it!” he shouts like he’s declaring his manifesto in the town square. “Hard, firm, round, soft.” Cheddy pulls me closer. I don’t realize how far we’ve gone until my knee slips off of the edge of the fountain.
“I love it all!” Cheddy shouts. He leans back to pump his fists and falls ass-first into the fountain. I race to catch him, but there’s nothing I can do other than fall with him. Laughing with glee, Cheddy doesn’t care about the cold water lapping up his body. He holds me across his chest as green dances in his hair.
“Let me love you,” he begs.
I’m in the middle of a city park swimming in a filthy fountain. God only knows how many people could walk by and see us. My pussy could catch legionnaires disease.
Then that ripped, gorgeous man begging me to fuck him has to go and smile. “Yes,” I cry out, damning all the consequences to hell for a piece of his cheddar.
Giving out a celebratory whoop, Cheddy leaps up to kiss me. Water splashes across my back and down my hair, but neither of us cares.
“I see you’ve started the party without me.”
I yelp and spin on top of Cheddy. Cam’s leaning against a lamppost, his arms crossed and eyes dark.
“Hey, Cam,” Cheddy shouts before his face dips below the water and bubbles shoot out.Oh, crap!I didn’t mean to lock my elbows and shove him under. I wrench my palms off of his stomach, and he pops up. Water streams down his face but he’s grinning from ear to ear.
“You’re okay,” I gasp at Cam who touches his forelock and gives a bow.
“Was that ever in question?” Cam waltzes over and lowers his hand to me.Come on legs, unravel already.Somehow, I manage to get up and back to dry land while Cam holds our hands high.
“Enjoying yourself, Chedward?” Cam peers down at Cheddy who’s mopping back his hair.
“You know me,” he says with a rabid thumbs up.
Like it belongs there, Cam rests his arm across the back of my waist and casually curls his palm over my hip. I almost place my hand to his chest, before remembering I’m soaked to the bone. “How did you find us?”
