Elliot POV
The chocolate ice cream was good. After everything Sebastian told us, we’d all gone our separate ways, taking the time to think before we came up with a plan.
I knew something must have happened between our dads and Aria’s mother, but that was f*****g twisted. Allowing your girlfriend who suffered a miscarriage to take the fall. Where did Alexander play into it? Where did our dads play into the role? Aria was destined to be ours from before we were born. It was messed up.
“You look deep in thought,” Heather said, coming into the kitchen.
She wore a long nightshirt. Her blonde hair was ruffled from sleeping, and she didn’t look like the calm, collected student she would like us to believe.
“s**t is going on,” I said.
“Yeah. s**t is always going on.”
She grabbed the spare spoon from the counter and sat down next to me, taking a scoop of ice cream.
“Did I say you could share?”
“Nope, but I figured we both could use some comfort.”
“Why you?”
“When you go away with your best friend and see her between four guys, believe me, you need to have something to help the broken heart.”
Heather took another scoop.
“You know Aria is doing a lot for you,” I said. “She does love you.”
I didn’t know why I was trying to make her feel better. She wasn’t my girlfriend, and she was our competition.
“I know. We’re best friends. I will always be her best friend. Some days I just wish it could have been more.”
“Have you told her how you feel?”
“No. Have you?” Heather asked.
I took another scoop of ice cream, and Heather groaned.
“You know I thought she was acting a little weird around me. Damn it. Why couldn’t you have let me figure it out?”
“How? Tell your best friend that you’re in love with her and think about sucking her p***y most days of the week?”
“I wouldn’t have been so crass,” Heather said.
“You wouldn’t have told her.”
I was done with the ice cream.
“Do you think I should leave the school?”
“And what would that accomplish?” I asked.
“I don’t know. Aria wouldn’t have to feel responsible for me. I think she wants me to have a happy ending because she doesn’t feel like she is going to get one.”
“Aria will get a happy ending. We will all see to it.”
Heather sighed.
“You’re right.”
She climbed off the chair, put the spoon in the sink, and turned toward the door.
“Thank you for listening to me.”
“I had no choice. You wouldn’t shut up.”
She chuckled.
“You’re a good guy, Elliot.”
I highly doubted it, but I was already putting the ice cream away, ignoring her. I was finished with my thoughts for the night, and all I wanted to do was escape out of my own thoughts.
I turned back to the counter to grab my spoon in time to see Aria entering the kitchen.
She had on a pair of cute pajama bottoms and a shirt. She rubbed at her eyes as if she’d been asleep.
“Hey, beautiful,” I said. “Can’t sleep?”
Aria nodded with a yawn.
“Not from lack of trying either. I thought sleeping in a soft, dreamy bed would make me feel better. It doesn’t.”
She wrinkled her nose.
“Now I’m just really tired. I should warn you I’m going to be miserable tomorrow.”
“We’re heading back to the dorm tomorrow.”
“We are? So early? Why?”
“We got what we came here for. There’s no reason to linger.”
“And here I was hoping I could try out that pool.”
Her bottom lip came out.
A thought struck me.
“What makes you think you have to wait until morning to try it?”
Taking her hand, I began to tug her along the corridor. I’d been to Sebastian’s home enough times to know the layout without needing all the lights on.
Aria kept up with me, pace by pace, as we rounded the corridor, going straight through to the pool house.
They hadn’t put the cover on the pool. I pulled my shirt up over my head. Next, my shorts followed, and I dived in.
I came above the surface with a gasp.
“Come on,” I said. “Are you too chicken?”
“We didn’t ask.”
“Aria, he’s my best friend, and he wouldn’t mind us using the pool. You’ve got to learn to live a little.”
I ran my hands back and forth through the water, loving the way it surrounded me and made me feel weightless.
Aria hesitated. Her hand went to the edge of her shirt.
“I’m not wearing any underwear.”
“I’ll turn away.”
I gave her my back, hoping it would encourage her, but the truth was I was f*****g horny. My girl was naked.
The sound of a splash had me turning around.
Aria broke from the water and nearly showed me her pretty t**s, but they stayed hidden.
“It’s cold,” Aria said.
I did a couple of strokes, getting close to her.
I laughed.
“You’re going to have to do a bit of swimming to warm up unless you want some other way of warming up.”
My c**k got hard instantly at the thought of all the dirty things I could do to her body to make her warm. There were no limits to what I could do. I wondered if she knew that—if she was willing to take the leap with me.
“How does it feel?” I asked after a few minutes.
Aria opted to do the breaststroke, and as she swam around, I got to see the soft globes of her ass.
“It feels so good.”
She stood beneath the water, keeping her chest covered.
“This house is insane. I nearly got lost going to my bedroom.”
“Sebastian’s dad likes to live large.”
“He seemed nice,” Aria said.
“He’s a cool guy once you get to know him.”
“Do you think he cared about my mom?” she asked.
I paused. I knew a lot of information here, and I didn’t want to give the game away. Sebastian had been freaked out by whatever Steve had told him, and now we were all treading carefully.
Reaching out for Aria, I grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her close. Pressing my lips to her mouth, I took the kiss I wanted from the moment I saw her tonight.
Her hands went to my chest, but I felt the soft tips of her n*****s.
With my other hand, I grabbed the globes of her ass, holding her against me so she felt the hard tip of my c**k.
“I came for a swim to cool off, but you two are making it hotter than hell,” Rowan said.
Aria broke from the kiss and spun around to catch sight of Rowan entering the pool.
I placed one arm across her chest, pulling her back against me, holding her still as I nibbled at her neck.
“What have you been told about sneaking up on people?” I asked.
“I didn’t sneak up. I came for a swim. Hi, Aria.”
“Hi.”
He advanced toward us as silence fell between us.
With the way I held Aria, her t**s must have broken the surface now, and with the way Rowan’s gaze kept dipping down to her chest, I didn’t have to guess that they were a beautiful sight.
Leaning down, I brushed my lips across Aria’s ear.
“Look at him. He’s coming to you because he wants you, Aria.”
I pressed a hand between her thighs, and much to my surprise, she spread her legs open. I groaned as I found her so wet and willing.
“Does she feel good?” Rowan asked.
“She feels perfect.”
I couldn’t resist cupping a full, ripe breast and offering it up to Rowan.
He seemed more than happy to oblige as he closed the distance, his gaze on Aria’s, as he flicked his tongue across her n****e.
“You know, Aria, your t**s are f*****g amazing,” Rowan said.
I let go of her chest, still stroking her c**t as Rowan licked and sucked at each of her breasts in turn.
She threw her head back, rocking against me.
I gritted my teeth as her hand went between us, capturing my c**k.
“What’s she doing?” Rowan asked.
“She’s got my d**k in her hand,” I said.
“And you want me?” she asked.
Rowan took her other hand and placed it beneath the water, wrapping it around his own length.
“And I want you,” he said.
“Then take it.”
Her words hung heavy in the air. We knew the rules. We couldn’t f**k her, but we could have her.
As she worked our d***s, I stroked her p***y at the same time Rowan worked her body, drawing her closer to an orgasm.
I didn’t care who saw us. If Heather lurked around, let her. She knew Aria was taken.
My balls tightened. I heard Aria’s breath quicken, and I didn’t stop even as my own release erupted. Aria’s indrawn gasp and shuddering body alerted me to her release, and Rowan pressed his face against her neck, biting down a little too harshly.
Once it was over, we all stayed perfectly still.
“We made a mess in the pool,” Aria said.
I laughed.
“Someone will clean it up.”
They always did. Someone was always around to clean up our messes.