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Authors: Jennifer Foor

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It was Saturday night and I was hiding out in my room from someone I didn’t want to hide from at all. I need to feel him. I just wanted to be close to him.

Then it hit me. I knew exactly what I had to do, but getting the nerve to do it was going to be
another story. Modesty was never
a downfall, but
being with a guy was. S
omehow
,
when I was with Chance, I never felt embarrassed. He made me feel so desirable. Just thinking about the things he did with his tongue gave me goose bumps. I was standing in the middle of my room running my hand over my lips with my eyes closed. I must have looked ridiculous.

With a plan mapped out, I knew what needed to be done.
Instead of getting in the shower, I headed down to the pool.

I had no idea where Chance had gone, but once I got outside I made it my mission to hunt him down. I didn’t have to walk far. He was sitting at the picnic table smoking a cigarette. “You know those things will kill you?”

He smirked. “Yeah? So will your father when he finds out
I fucked his daughter.”

I watched the smoke exit his mouth. It made me think about what he had done with that mouth earlier.
The way he said the word “fuck” gave me butterflies between my legs and I was already so turned on just being this close to him.

I bit my lip and approached him.

“Do you care if I go swimming?” I
asked in my sexiest voice.

“Nope, you don’t have
to ask permission.” He answered, while never taking his eyes
off
my mouth
.

I ran my hand over my neck and down the fabric of my shirt, taking it extra slow once I got to my chest. My lips were parted just enough where he could see my tongue licking across my top teeth as I watched my hand sliding down.
I took
my shirt into my hands and pulled it over my head
slowly
, while I faced him.
When I looked at him again, he was
sitting
at the table with his mouth wide open.
He was
even more
shocked to notice I wasn

t wearing a bra.

He caught my eyes on his and snapped his attention to being serious. I was afraid he would be mad
at first. “What are you trying t
o do Hope?”

I ran both of my hands in a circle motion over each nipple and I bit my lip as I watched myself. Without looking up to see his
expression,
I answered him.
“I was kind of hoping you would want to watch.”

I didn’t wait to see his reaction.
I turned to face my back to him. Slowly,
I slid my pants down off my feet and dove into the pool. I surface
d
in the shallow end, making sure my breast
s
came out of the water enough for him to see. I played around with the water in front of me
, while I looked directly at him
.

“Chance.”
I said quietly again, while I rubbed my hands from my neck to the back of my hair.

“Hope please don’t do this to me. I am tryin
g
so hard to do the right thing here.” He put his fa
c
e into his hands.

“I’m not even near you Chance. You don’t have to touch me, if you don’t want to.” I teased.

I could tell he
was already fucking me with his eyes and it made me want to keep it up. His hands may not have been touching me, but it felt like they were.

“You are killing me Hope. Please stop fighting me on this.”

I was determined to keep at it. He had to give in. There was no way he was going to walk away with me doing this.

“Chance please. Just one weekend. Be with me for one weekend.”

He looked up at me with pain in his eyes. When he stood up I got excited, but then I watche
d him shake his head and walk
into the pool house.

I stayed in the shallow end sulking
for a few more minutes until I realized I had made a complete fool out of myself.
I should have just stayed in my room. There was nothing more humiliating than what I had just done. My eyes filled with more tears and I knew I would never be able to face him again.

Just as I started to climb out of the
pool,
I heard a splash coming from the other end of the pool.  Before I could turn around, I felt his hands around my waist.

His lips found my shoulder and he kissed it with his tongue.

He turned me around to face him.
His hands cupped both sides of my face. “Do you have any idea how crazy you make me?”

I closed my eyes. “Please kiss me Chance. Just kiss me.”

He kissed my lips once and pulled back.
“One weekend Hope. That’s all I can give you.” He announced.

He brought his lips to mine and I realized why he had gone inside. I pulled away from him. “You brushed your teeth?”

He shrugged. “I didn’t want you to have to kiss an ashtray.”

“Kiss me again Chance. Please don’t stop kissing me.” I pleaded.

His lips were on mine again.

 

Chance

 

I couldn’t help myself. It was bad enough that I had left her for a second time after sleeping with her, but I couldn’t say no to her when she stood in front of me naked begging me to spend time with her. I cared about her, and I didn’t want her sitting in the house crying thinking I didn’t want her the way she wanted me.

She had to know if I could change things I would.
I tried to rationalize this with myself
every day
sin
c
e that night and the same conclusion kept coming up. I wanted her.

From the moment she stripped down in front of me I could feel myself weakening. I should have told her that when I went inside it was only to wash the cigarette taste out of my mouth. I didn’t want her to have to taste something that dirty. I think she was shocked when I jumped in the pool and reached my arms around her. Her skin felt so smooth to touch with the water all around us.

When I reached down and kissed her soft lips I knew that there was
n’t
any other place I needed to be. I may have broken a promise to Mark, but was it right to break a promise to myself? There was something about this girl that made me feel like I couldn’t be without her, something that kept me wanting more. Not just the idea of anything sexual,
but also
the idea of wanting so much more than that.

As we continued to kiss I felt her hands reaching down to my waist. She pulled away when she realized I wasn’t wearing any shorts. She pulled back and looked amazed.

“What?” I asked,
wondering
why her lips were that far away.

“Nothing, where were we?”

While
our tongues mingled around together, I floated us over to the steps that were built into the pool. I managed to sit myself on one of the steps and pull her on top of me without breaking our embrace. My hands reached up and grabbed a chunk of her wet hair and I gently pulled her back, causing her to reach for my mouth again. I let her think that our lips were close enough to touch before pulling back again. When she repeated the attempt for the third time I saw her stick out her tongue. I stuck mine out and slid it against hers, before finally giving in to her kiss.

Her kisses became more aggressive, even going as far as our teeth touching a few times. Her body began rocking up and down on top of me and I knew she could feel how rock hard I was underneath of her.

Because we were in t
he water, she was able to arch her back in a certain way and remain floating. This gave me
an
excellent view of her perfect tits. She wrapped her legs around my waist, which enabled me to free my hands. I slid them from her waist to the underneath of her breasts. The water made it easy to maneuver. With one hand still holding the skin just beneath her breast, I pulled her toward me again, so that I could take one of her sweet nipples into my mouth. She moaned as I drug my tongue roughly against it then bit the top. I latched on to it and repeated the bite at the top.

“Oh God yes!” She called out.

She started grind
ing her ass against my hardness
and I reach
ed
down with both hands and guiding her to do it harder. I watched as she rocked her body in a certain way that drove me crazy. When I reached down to feel one of my favorite parts of her body, even under the water I could tell she was ready for me. My finger slid right in and I began to move it in and out. I used my thumb to rub her soft spot above it and she cried out into the dark of the night. I could feel
her muscles
tightening
around my fingers, while her lips found mine again. She grabbed for my neck and pulled me into her as she grinded against me faster.

“Please Chance. I want you so bad.” She said in between kisses.

I picked her up t
o float over me and I
found the spot and slid inside without guidance.

She started moving up and down, and the friction of the water made it move in a different
way than
normal. She felt tighter somehow, and I wanted to come so bad. “Please don’t stop Hope.” I whispered near her ear as I bit down on her shoulder. I could feel the heat rising to the tip of my shaft and she could tell from
the
sounds that I was close.

I grabbed her by the waist and flipped her around. She gasped as we became unattached, but I quickly filled the void when I slid in from behind her. I wanted to be able to come while I squeezed her nipples and kisses her shoulder. Her body started to tremble and I could feel her muscles
tightening
around my dick, and just knowing why made me instantly release inside of her. My head fell against her shoulder and I pulled her body tight against mine.

When we were finally able to breathe again, I fell beside her and pulled her against me. We were floating in the pool, but her body felt like fire when she touched me. I leaned
over
and kissed the top of her head.

One weekend was never going to be enough for me.

 

Chapter 15

 

Hope

 

When Chance and I finally decided to get out
of
the pool, he rushed over and grabbed a towel, wrapping it around me before getting one for himself. Once he wrapped one around his waist he pulled me into his arms. I felt him kissing the top of my head as he hugged me.

“I’m sorry for calling you a princess.” He whispered into my hair. “I don’t think of you that way Hope. I have never thought that about you. I was just so mad at you. I thought of something that would piss you off the most and I used it as a weapon. I am so sorry.”

I reached my arms tighter around him. “I’m sorry too Chance. I hated that you wouldn’t talk to me. I just wanted your attention. I would have deserved for you to call me much worse.”

“God Hope, I don’t want to hurt you.” He said.

I pulled away from him so I could look at his face. “Don’t let me go.”

He studied my face and I could tell my words caused him pain. He closed his eyes and scrunched his eyebrows like he always did when he became frustrated. “It isn’t that easy Hope. You know that.”

“Why can’t I be with you? Tell me why Chance.” I begged.

“Please Hope, don’t ruin tonight. I promise that when the time is right I will tell you. I just can’t talk about that right now. Will you just drop it and come to bed with me?”

I wanted the truth, but I wanted to be with Chance more. I could
n’t
risk ruining this weekend by pushing him away. He needed to know I trusted him, even when knowing the truth could possible hurt us. Obviously whatever it could be was bad enough that he couldn’t openly talk about it.

I reached down and ran my fingers into his. Without saying another word, he led me to the pool
house.

He pulled me past the living room, before finally leading me into his bedroom.  His hands grabbed the towel that was wrapped around me, and it fell the floor at my feet. He backed away from me and looked down at my body. “You are so beautiful Hope. I have never seen something so beautiful.”

I looked at Chance. His hair was
wet and looked almost black. B
eads of water still sat over his shoulders.
He
was taking me in with his deep brown eyes. His arm muscles weren’t huge, but they were well defined and I already knew he was strong enough to pick me up.

As he continued to look at me, I backed myself up on the bed. He didn’t say a word as he dropped his towel and climbed on the bed beside me. We lay side by side staring into each other’s eyes. “I don’t
de
serve you Hope.” He whispered.

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