When Mr Hills comes out of the trees and onto the dock, we are a safe enough distance away from each other for everything to appear innocent. John smiles and waves, and the air bursts from my lungs with relief. I’d been holding my breath, afraid he’d seen something, but he obviously hadn’t. As Mr Hills walks toward us, I lean closer to Hannah and whisper, “If this happens again, I don’t think I’ll be able to stop myself.” I mean it as a warning, but it sounds too excited for that. It comes off more like a promise. Hannah steps in front of me and waves at her dad with one hand, and with the other, she slyly reaches back and rubs my hard on. “Then don’t,” she whispers. Her words make me practically come in my pants. Then she walks away and I have to cover myself to hide the evidence. She looks at me over her shoulder with a flirty smile, and I stare at her perfect ass as she walks away. Hannah It’s early when I wake up the next morning. I can’t sleep in. Not after what happened b
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