Tiger Lily by May Dawson

Author:May Dawson [Dawson, May]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-06-29T16:00:00+00:00

19

Dylan and I swam halfway through the springs, then climbed up on the bank. He grabbed my hand, and we ran down the road back toward main street Silver Springs. I was glad that was it was late enough that the road seemed abandoned. We’d had to abandon our clothes on the bank, so the two of us were quite the sight.

Although Dylan was a pretty gorgeous sight naked.

Dylan kept glancing over his shoulder, and when he ran, his cock—which was long and thick and overall pretty admirable for a dick—jiggled back and forth in a way that made me giggle.

And my heart also just felt light and giddy, when he was holding my hand.

He glanced at me sideways, and caught me giggling at his cock. He raised an eyebrow. “What exactly—”

I dissolved into laughter before he could even finish, and I had to come to a stop, panting to catch my breath, my hands braced on my knees. “It’s just—we had to sneak away from the cops and run naked through Silver Springs—it’s funny…”

He was still regarding me skeptically, and the look on his face made it impossible for me to catch my breath laughing. I wheezed, “It’s not that your penis looks hilarious when you run, I promise.”

“I hate you,” he said, but he didn’t sound like he meant it at all.

Headlights flared down the road as a car turned the corner. Dylan suddenly grabbed me, throwing me over his shoulder as he headed into the woods to one side of the road. He carried me into the trees, and the two of us hid there as the car’s headlights swept by.

“This is definitely the most romantic date possible,” he said. “Sorry, Lily.”

“It’s a night we’ll never forget,” I said.

Maybe that was the kind of romantic that mattered most.

We came across a house with a clothesline in the backyard. Quickly, the two of us stole some clothes off the line and got dressed. We were in the midst of promising ourselves we’d wash these clothes right away when we got home and return them before the residents woke in the morning when a dog began to bark at us insistently from inside the house.

Dylan barked back, his voice deep and commanding. The dog yipped and fell silent.

When he turned to me, I couldn’t help grinning.

“What?”

“Nothing,” I said.

“Do you want to risk getting caught dressed like this—” he gestured at the Yes, Bob t-shirt and the pants that were ridiculously tight on his tall, chiseled body—“by your grandpa or by my brothers?”

“My grandpa,” I said promptly. “He’s a sound sleeper.”

We had snuck halfway back to my house before he stopped abruptly and groaned. “Lily…why didn’t we just shift?”

I shrugged.

“Did you think about it?” he accused, his eyes widening. “And you just wanted to laugh at my dick?”

“Maaaaybe,” I said, stepping close to him, because I was pretty sure he couldn’t be too mad at me when we were close. “Maybe I just like having you naked around me, Dylan Frost.

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