"And it's new, the shape of your body

It's blue, the feeling I've got

It's a cruel summer"

Later that night, they were around the dining table, talking and drinking wine. The atmosphere was light and fun. They laughed about stupid stories and got into stupid discussions.

They were all still with their beachwear. The weather was warm, but a cold breeze started to make it chilli. Sam had a dress over her bikini which was humid enough to make her tremble. The parts of the dress that touch the bikini still a bit wet.

Abe was close to her and she felt good.

- I think it's better if we stop the college tales for today. - She said playing with her glass. It was her fourth.

- Oh. But we didn't even start telling your most embarrassing moments, S. And there's one bottle left.

- Let's leave it for tomorrow.

- I'm whacked. Sleeping arrangements, please.

- Right. Well, I think the sofa is big enough for me and Justin to squeeze in. The girls take the guest bathroom.

- No way in hell. I don't want to get up in the middle of the night to drink water or use the toilet to find you guys doing it in the living room, thank you very much.

- Yeah. You guys better take the room. - Sam agreed.

- Oh. Come on. We would never do that. We're guests here.

- You did it in my house! - Sam pointed out.

Justin pressed the bridge of his nose wanting to disappear. Abe was trying not to laugh.

- That was because we were just starting our relationship. - Blake said.

- It was last week!

Blake just waved it away, rolling his eyes.

- Whatever. You can't fit both in the sofa. Then, we can sleep in the bed, Emma takes the couch and Sam sleeps in the trundle bed.

- Not for all the tea in China I'll sleep in the same room as you.

- We're not perverts, you know.

- I prefer not to risk it.

- Ok. So Emma?

- Hey. I call dibs on the couch.

Blake raised his left eyebrow and looked at Sam.

- Well, if you don't want to sleep with us on the trundle bed, then you'll have to sleep with Abe.

Sam got wide-eyed.

- Is your bed double, Abe? - Blake asked.

- Yes.

- Do you mind?

- Not at all. - he was trying not to laugh at her expression.

- So that's settled.

They got up and started tidying up the kitchen.

- Right. - Sam said after a whole minute, getting out of a trance.

- I can sleep in the tank. - Abe said to her.

- It's okay. I'm tired. Can I put my things there?

- Of course. I'll give you some privacy so you can settle in.

- It's okay. You don't need to.

- I won't go to sleep until later, anyway.

- Right. I'll just go take a shower then.

- That sounded like an invitation, Abraham. - Blake said while doing the dishes.

Sam didn't look back at him, but flipped him off. Blake laughed loud. Abe smiled, thinking that maybe he liked Blake after all.


Abe was trying to convince himself that he wasn't nervous about sleeping in the same bed as her. But he was. He took his time helping Blake, Emma and Justin settle in. Getting blankets and pillows for them. When they bid him goodnight, he had no escape but to go to his room.

He walked down the corridor trying to remember all the reasons why he accepted taking things slow. And trying to keep calm.

As he entered his room, he stopped dead in his tracks. He thought that this would be much harder than he anticipated.

Sam was on his bed. On her knees. In her nightgown. The straps falling down her arms as she rubbed a cream on her skin and hissed.

Noticing him paralyzed by the door, she looked back and sighed.

- I seemed to have gotten sunburned.

She said showing him the redish-pink tone of her skin.

- Can you help me? I can't reach.

Abe walked slowly to the bed, trying to control his emotions. She was burned, she was in pain. He was a bastard for getting aroused.

- It hurts. Does it look bad?

She asked handing him the cream. He thought how could any part of her body ever look bad in any situation.

- No. Just looks painful. Very red. - he answered.

- Damn it! - she said - I should have used more sunscreen.

Abe put the gel in his hands and stared rubbing in slow circles down her back. Letting no part go without. Down and down, lightly touching her now slippery soft skin. Sam moaned in relieve.

- I can't reach lower. - he said - Could you lie down?

She did, in her belly, her nightgown going up a little, showing some of her backside. And he noticed that all the back of her body was pink with sunburn, including that part.

- Ah. Your legs are also... Do you want me to?

- Yes, please.

He started by her calves, going up the back of her knees and thighs. He then continued up to her butt.

- Sorry. I swear, I'm just...

- It's okay. - she said seriously, but her voice seemed breathless.

He put on more cream and started rubbing on her backside. Ignoring how she moaned softly and her light blue lacy underwear which his fingers would sometimes slip under.

Done with her backside, not wanting to remain so much in such dangerous territory, he asked her permission to pull her nightgown up to her waist, so he could reach her lower back. She nodded. He massaged the cream all over her back, with his hands under her nightgown. Sam was so relaxed, she could fall asleep like this.

He helped her up to her knees again, putting more cream and rubbing on her very red shoulders. This time she voiced out a loud groan that made him think he was the one burning.

Getting carried away, Abe took his hands down her collarbone, spreading the cream down, reaching the top of her breasts, where the marks of her bikini started to show. She leaned back on him. Resting her head on his shoulder and sighing. His control was slipping away.

- This feels so good. - she breaths out.

The column of her neck so close to his lips that he had to close the space between them and kiss it. Sam gasped, arching her back into him. Missing her warmth, he took her by the waist and pressed her body into his, until every part of her back was mold to his front. Not a single space between their bodies.

Sam was moaning and moving her body against his while he kissed and sucked and nibbled on her neck, unable to stop himself, inebriated by the scent of her, by the feeling of her in his arms.

He started caressing her body. Dragging the soft silk along her belly, up until the bottom curve of her breast, but never reaching it. His other hand going down, caressing her waist, hips and thighs.

Encouraged by her reaction, he cupped her breast and she sobbed in pleasure, pushing her chest against his hand. He massaged her softly while kissing a sweet spot on her neck.

Sam then, boldly took the hand that was around her waist, holding her to him and pushed it down to the front of her panties. Abe didn't miss a bit before reaching down under the band of delicate lace, to find her wet.

Feeling her so aroused for him made him groan loud against the skin of her shoulder and grind his erection against her soft butt.

He started doing lazy circles with his fingers inciting her pleasure. Sam reached for his wrist that was disappearing under her lingerie, and for a moment he thought she was going to push his hand away, however she just held it in place while squeezing it in pleasure, marking his wrist with her nails.

He barely felt it. All his attention draw to that particularly wet and hot part of her body that made all his thoughts melt. Sensing her impatience, he pushed a finger inside. Sam cried out and he gasped feeling she was even wetter inside, dripping on his hand.

As if she couldn't be more sexy to him, she arched against his hand that continued massaging her breast and raised hers to the back of his head, holding him close to her, lips on her neck.

- Don't stop. - she cried while moving her hips against his hand also grinding against his member.

She was so wet that the friction between his fingers and her sex made crude noises. Wanting to create more friction, he pushed a second finger inside her. Sam sobbed and raised both hands to grab behind his head while ondulating against him.

- Ah Abraham. - she moaned.

It wasn't like having him inside her, but after so long the pleasure felt like heaven. She felt she was gonna pass out before reaching orgasm. Or maybe wake up from another wet dream.

Abe increased his movements, feeling she squeezing the fingers inside her, he knew she was close. She was now moaning loud, non stop. He thought maybe her friends could hear them, but he didn't care. Nothing in the world would stop him from making this girl get completely lost in pleasure.

And then she exploded against him. Her body trembling as her moans got louder, more desperate. His fingers getting stuck inside her as she clenched around them. Her breath coming in and out in harsh puffs. His arm tight around her waist keeping her upright against his body. He bit her neck while softly massaging her, helping her to ride out her climax.

After the freenezi subdued, her thighs got week and trembling she fell on her hands and knees. He followed her, still embracing her body and giving small kisses to the back of her neck and down the column of her spine. She could feel him hard behind her.

However, before she could do anything about it, he righted her clothes and pushed her down with his body until she was laying on her side with him behind her. In soothing caresses, he whispered in her ear.

- Sleep, dear.

And as if his words were a spell, she fell in a deep slumber.

"It's cool, that's what I tell 'em

No rules in breakable heaven

But oooh, It's a cruel summer

With you"