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"Because if this had been a real date, we'd still be laying on the cabin bed, fucking until the sun comes up tomorrow. And then I would have spent the entire morning trying to think of a way to convince you to go on a second date with me."
He shocked me into silence.
I stutter, trying to get a word or thought out in response to his comment, but I've gone mute.
"Watch your legs," Seven says once he's waited long enough for me to respond.
He closes the jeep's door next to me, then moves around the front of the vehicle and climbs into the driver's side.
He's already told me he doesn't do long-term, and I've already spent eight years being strung along in a relationship. I'm ready to be married and start a family. Seven isn't interested in any of that. Besides, he said one night and I agreed. I'm not going to ask for more even though I now know that Seven is capable of giving me several orgasms in a short amount of time.
"Did you have fun fishing today even though you didn't get to keep your catch?"
"It wasn't my catch. I'm pretty sure that, in hindsight, that fish caught me."
He chuckles from the driver-side seat as he drives us towards his house.
"That fish has good taste in woman."
I smirk over at him. "I'm going to take that as a compliment."
"Good, I meant it as one."
Seven turns up the radio and then I belt out the lyrics to The Beetles song that comes on over the radio.
I glance over to find a soft smile across his lips as he keeps his eyes facing forward, driving us back to where all of this started.
We pull into the driveway, and the warm amber lighting of a beach firepit in the darkness of light illuminates the beach.
Seven jumps out of the Jeep and heads for the house to grab my necklace. I don't know how it could have come off during sex, but then again, the clasp has been a little finicky lately. It's getting old and I meant to buy a new chain for the pendent.
I hear the giggles of women's voices through the night sky, and before I know it, I see Cammy coming around between the two houses, a glass of wine in her hand.
With eighteen being the legal age here, she is within her right to drink.
"Hey! You two are back late. You must have gone fishing after I left?" she asks with a sly smile.
She's proud of her little trick, and since I caught a fish and got a couple of orgasms out of it, I can't be too upset with her. But she doesn't need to know that.
"That was a ballsy move considering who your uncle is. He wasn't thrilled with your little stunt. And what about me? What if he was mad enough that he had left me there with no ride home?"
"Seven? Leave you stranded at the marina with no way home? Not a chance. And besides, the bite marks he left all over your neck suggest the fishing went pretty well. You're welcome."
My jaw drops open and I quickly cover both sides of my neck with my hands.
I don't remember him biting hard enough to leave a mark but then again, I was too preoccupied with his very impressive cock to have been paying too much attention.
Cammy laughs at my reaction.
"I'm kidding. There aren't any bite marks on your neck. I just wanted to know if my assumptions about you two are correct. Thanks for the confirmation."
What a brat. But I have to hand it to her… she's clever.
"That's evil, Cammy," I say, though I can't wipe the blushing smile off my lips.
"Just fess up to it already. You and my uncle have it bad for each other," she says and then takes a drink of her wine.
If she feels comfortable enough with me to be so blunt, then she should be able to take a little of her own medicine.
