The mood it changes like the wind, hard to control when it begins.

The mood it changes like the wind, hard to control when it begins. by pinklipstiiick featuring Monki

I folded my arms across my chest and grinned as Gabe plugged his nose and jumped into the pool, my heart stopping for a few seconds until his body reemerged again and he waved at us with a proud smile on his face. "Did you see that?!" He asked, eyes bouncing back and forth between both myself and Ben. 

"You're amazing," I said with enthusiasm as he nodded, my little fish fitting in perfect and already wanting to spend the entire day in the sun. 

"Can I go off the diving board yet?" He asked and pouted, hit pout looking a lot like my own yet I still wasn't immune to it. 

I glanced at Ben and widened my eyes, him understanding my terrified expression and shrugging his shoulders, "You should practice jumping in a few more times... The diving board could be pretty scary."

Gabe's head snapped back as his little hands gripped onto the ledge of the pool. He looked back at us with understanding eyes and nodded, "You're right papa, I'll practice with bellyflops!"

"Thank you," I said quietly, glancing sideways at Ben and biting my lip. My mind kept going back to our last night at my place and his lips on my neck, that spot behind my ear that made me shiver just thinking about. Tension was at an all time high and each night I expected something to happen... but so far, nothing. I was confused and then even more confused since I genuinely felt like I wanted something to happen. I wanted Ben... but that came with so many complications. 

"I'm fine with playing bad cop every once in a while. Just don't make it a habit," He grinned when I turned my head to look at him. 

I parted my lips to speak, right when a tidal wave of water interrupted me. I looked at the pool as Ben laughed beside me, Gabe's head already popping above the water and a chuckle escaping him. "I got you maman! You're soaked!" He grinned wide, looking pleased with himself.

"I noticed," I said flatly and shook my head. "No more bellyflops."

"Actually, you have a snack waiting for you in the kitchen," Ben said and I lifted an eyebrow, so thankful to have him around since he was good at keeping me on schedule... usually I was good at that sort of thing, but here in paradise? I never knew what time it was.

Gabe got out of the pool and walked over to me, letting me wrap him up in a towel, "Can I watch my shows while I eat?"

"You can baby," I told him and kissed the top of his head, walking over to the lounge chair that still had my towel from yesterday draped over it. I'd barely situated myself on my stomach when I looked up in time to catch Gabe dating inside, hopefully he'd nap after eating since it had to be around that time. I folded my arms in front of me and smiled at Ben, "Time to relax."

"Come swimming with me," He said with a smirk, the kind that made my heart race since it was so irresistible.

I bit down on my lip and watched him step in the water, droplets of water glistening off his chest and making him look surreal, "I think I'll watch and enjoy the view instead."

He shook his head as he stretched his hand in my direction, set on convincing me. And I had no doubt in the end he'd get his way... he was still my weakness, the one person I couldn't say no to. "You can't. Come on, don't leave me alone."

"Sure I can instead," I wrinkled my nose then smirked, using one hand to shield my eyes from the sun and look at him, "And you're not alone, I'm here."

"It's either you join me or if you want to watch you have to pay," He said seriously, not even considering to take no as an answer. We were halfway through our first week, our skin was getting darker and our hair lighter, somehow we even had a routine now that basically followed Gabe's needs and left us little time for us. That was night, when we watched a movie or read a book side by side before going to bed. But bedtime with a man who had a body like a god? It wasn't relaxing, I ached to touch him all the time and when he had an erection, I felt like moaning and touching myself.

My smirk got wider as I caught the tip of my tongue between my teeth, giving him an amused look. "I'm more than willing to pay, if you're lucky I could even slip some bills into your speedo," I said while imagining him taking the speedo off. Slowly.... And to music.  

He let out a laugh, looking past me to check on Gabe through the glass window facing the pool. I turned my head and saw our son sitting on the couch, eating so slow that I was sure he'd fall asleep way before finishing his snack. I returned my gaze back to Ben while he watched our boy. My eyes dropped down his chest, his body so perfect and tempting. When my eyes returned to his, he had a cocky grin on his lips, "I don't accept money." His arm stretched further in my direction, "But you have a choice. You can swim with me, or you can cook and wash the dishes tonight."

My mouth dropped open, "That's not fair! Cooking and cleaning? No." 

"Swimming with me can't be that bad, I'm begging you!" He frowned at me, being as silly as I was as he dropped his arm along his side, "You even gave my arm a cramp."

"Okay, fine!" I gave up finally, my grin back to its place while I got up and walked over to where he was, my thin body shivering when I stepped in the freezing water. "It's cold!"

He raised one eyebrow, his gaze dropping on my chest and staring at my hard nips poking though my bikini top. The way he looked at me? God, it was starting to drive me crazy. "I can tell," He said simply, not able to bite his tongue.

"Ben," I said back in a tone that showed absolutely nothing, biting my lip and folding my arms over mt chest, which in all honesty, did nothing but push my breasts together. 

He watched me cheeks getting red, a smile making its way on his gorgeous face. "Don't be shy, it's just me," He said quietly and reached for my arm, giving it a gentle tug to pull me closer to him. One moment I was almost brushing against his body and a moment later I was pushing him into the deep water, catching him off guard and pressing my hands against his shoulder with all my strength. His head disappeared under water as he let me play with him, but he wrapped his arms around my legs on his way back to the surface, lifting my body easily and throwing me in the water a second later, before I could even guess his intention. It was as if we were kids again, carefree and happy.

"I'm going to kill you!" I said in a threatening voice as I re-emerged, my hands flattening my hair back and my eyes flaming with fury when I found him laughing at me. I swam over to him, ready to fight but he blocked me before I could even start, wrapping his arms around my body. 

"No please," He said quietly as he smiled into my eyes, my heart speeding up like it did everytime we were so close.

"You'd deserve it, meanie face," I faked a pout before breaking into a small grin, my arms sneaking around his neck as I relaxed in his hold. 

He held me tighter and didn't move his eyes from mine, my heart literally feeling like it might explode any second. "Sorry cutie," He said, smile still in place as he brushed his nose against mine but this time what followed wasn't a kiss on the cheek. It was better. He captured my lips with his, softly, gently, tentatively, too lost in the moment to resist each other and I felt like I couldn't stop him even if I wanted to. It felt so good, like what I had been waiting for my whole life. He pulled his head back after what felt like forever, even if it was just a few seconds, my mind not even yet processing the moment since it felt like a dream. 

I held my breath and leaned my chest into his, my nipples straining against the bikinis wet fabric and my entire body craving him. I kept telling myself that it was only a matter of time, every day we proved that this was what we wanted, but neither of us were giving in to temptation. We had too much on the line, too much to lose since we had a child together and he'd always be our first priority. But one thing I knew for certain? We were both still in love with each other and with a love like ours? It'd never go away. 

"Cami," He started while my lips parted with my eyes locked on his and before I could even plan out my next move, my mouth was back on his, this time kissing him harder in case I'd never have another chance. His hands dropped down to my ass, lifting my body up so my legs could wrap around him. 

I felt desperate, my tongue in his mouth and his in mine, both of us fighting for dominance and it was turning me on so fucking bad. The connection was so strong. My arms were wrapped tight around him and when I broke the kiss I was out of breath, moving my lips down to his neck and breathing hard. "Oh my god," I whispered, starting to overthink things.

"Look at me," He said quietly, but I did the opposite by kissing his neck, teasing him like he had the other night. Only that wasn't my intention, my cheeks felt on fire and I needed a moment to digest the moment and everything that was happening. My lips parted enough to bite down gently on his neck, sucking as a groan left his mouth. His palm slid flat up my back and found the strings of my bikini, messing with them as he tried to untie it. "Jesus," He groaned at the knotted strings as my lips kept moving on his neck and up to the place behind his ear that used to be our special place. Memories came flooding back, both good and bad. I remembered my heart breaking the first time we broke up and then again the second time after we slept together and I thought it might magically fix all of our problems... it didn't. 

I pulled my head back and his eyes found mine again, my chest still heaving up and down as I searched his eyes for what neither of us were saying. "I double knotted it," I said finally, mentally slapping myself for those being the first words out of my mouth. Technically the second, although I wasn't sure he heard me moaning the words 'oh my god' against him. He gave me a blank look and I knew that I ruined the moment. "My top... the strings I mean," I went on, my cheeks burning furiously. 

He let out a laugh, a small one and a little forced, trying to make the moment lighter even if it was hard. "It makes sense, you can never know if someone's trying to get you naked," He joked, easing the tension between us even though in all honesty, I didn't know what to think. 

I bit down on my lip and kept staring into his intense eyes, wishing that I could read his mind and know where we stood. "Ben-" I started, but wasn't sure what to say next. My thoughts were all scattered, the only real tangible one being that I knew I wanted him. I always had, always would. 

"It's okay cutie," He cut me off with a smile, his hands cupping my face as he set his forehead against mine, back to the Ben who gave innocent kisses and cuddles. I wanted more. "Let's get out before your hands get all pruney."

I slid my hands down his hard chest, my fingers itching to go lower and lower, "You always worry too much."

"Says the overprotective mom," He raised one eyebrow at me. I tried to read his tone and his face, giving up and smirking a little then adding a shrug. "I always worry for the people I love," He added.

"But I'm fine," I protested in a quiet tone, not wanting to get out really. I didn't want this moment to end since you never knew if it'd happen again... or if we;d pretend it never happened in the first place and go on with our lives.

"We can lay down under the sun for a while until our cutie wakes up, okay?" He suggested and waited for my reaction. He stared into my eyes, his going a full shade darker and so gorgeous when I nodded. He leaned a little closer, my head angled just so slightly, enough for him to know that I wanted him to kiss me. Again.... always. And he did, parting his lips to capture mine again, so many feelings going through my chest as he kept it soft and innocent, pulling away regretfully but with a smile on his face. "Perfect."

"The kiss or cuddling under the sun?" I asked, unable to resist. Before he could answer, I walked over to the pools ladder and started climbing out, feeling his body so close to mine I swear I could feel the heat radiating off of it. 

"Both," He replied while I grabbed a towel for him first and held it out. Taking it in his hand, he used his other hand to grasp my waist and turn my body so my back was facing him. The towel wrapped around my body but stayed open in the front, his hands drying my stomach first while I leaned my back into him. They moved slowly down to my thighs with his body pressing hard against mine, the ache literally burning as I reached up to cup his neck. 

"Ben..." I trailed off with his name coming out as more of a moan than a whisper. I could barely see straight, I wanted him that bad.

"Do you want to lay the towels out or go back to the lounge chair?" He asked instead, pulling me back to reality even though his hands were now wrapped around my middle. 

"The chairs," I replied since if we were laying on the ground? It'd give me a better chance to attack him... which I was seriously contemplating. I turned back around, lifting my head up to look at him, "You don't need me to dry you off?"

His lips parted but he smiled instead of speaking, bending his head lower to kiss my forehead. "You're going to kill me Cami," He said with his smile still in place, reaching for my hand as he pulled away and leading me over to the chairs.

"Me? I'm doing nothing," I said honestly and innocently, thankful he couldn't read my thoughts because they were the opposite.

He tossed his head over his shoulder to look at me with an eyebrow raised. "Should I take all the blame now?" He asked and his smile turned into a smirk since my innocent act didn't match my actions at all. 

I bit down on my lip and nodded my head, stopping next to the chairs when he did but still holding his hand. "I think so. You know I'd never kill you," I said as I tried keeping a straight face and failed, breaking into a grin.

He sat on one of the chairs, throwing one leg over the other side of the seat to make room for me. "Well, since I'm the one doing everything and I'm basically trying to kill myself I better enjoy it at least," He said in a playful tone, giving a gentle tug to my arm, "Come here."

My smirk only get wider and I didn't protest, sitting between his legs immediately and feeling eager to have his hands on me again. "Don't die please, it'd be awful to see you dead," I said back as we kept being silly since it was a lot better than having a serious talk about what was going on between us.

"Eh," He sighed, his arms wrapping around my waist as I adjusted my back against his chest, my ass basically resting on his dick and making me want to channel my inner sex goddess and take advantage of the moment. He tilted his head down and nuzzled my neck, inhaling and letting his hands explore my flat stomach, "I don't know if I can survive. Or resist."

"Then don't," I tilted my head to a side, setting a hand on top of his and trying not to pay attention to how nervous I felt. 

"Don't survive??" He laughed as I tilted my head to look into his eyes again, my eyes bouncing back and forth between his hypnotizing eyes and his soft lips. I wanted to kiss him again... knowing that he wanted the same too. 

I wrinkled my nose, "No silly."

He kept his eyes on me but nipped at my neck, "Then what?" 

"Don't resist," I clarified with a smile, using my free hand to grab a fistful of his hair and gently yank his head closer to mine. Wasting no time, I pressed my lips against his and felt the kiss everywhere. I felt like a teenager again, like we'd gone back in time to when I was 16 and the only thing that mattered in my life was him. My hand dropped down his neck, landing on my own neck while I kept kissing him, my fingers working at the knot around my neck to untie my top. The strings dropped and it fell around my waist, my other hand guiding his up to my breasts. 

He kept his lips glued to mine as he cupped my breasts gently, kneading my soft flesh and groaning when I moaned, the intense look on his handsome face damn near killing me. When his fingers found my nips, he furrowed his eyebrows and broke the kiss to stare into my eyes. "What's this?" He asked, the tone of his voice surprised as he angled his head to look at my breasts. There, shining under the rays of sun, there was a piercing he had never seen before. It was so not me, but that was the exact reason why I did it in the first place. "Good god Cami," He widened his eyes a little, his dick so hard against me I was aching to touch it.

I bit down on my lip and blushed, my gaze following his before going back to his face. I wasn't sure whether he'd like it or hate it. "I got it a while ago," I confessed in a small voice, sounding shy when my actions weren't at all.

"Fuck it's so hot," He muttered under his breath as he gave it a tentative small pull, making me moan again. My back arched against his chest and my head leaned against his shoulder, his free hand adjusting my body so that now I was straddling one of his thighs and my arm was around his neck. "I want to bite it," He groaned while I tried not to lose it there.

"Do it," I breathed out, my chest heaving up and down in anticipation as my whole body felt on fire.

"You couldn't get any more sexy even if you tried," He sucked in a breath as he tilted his head down and parted his lips to take my pierced nip in his mouth, his teeth capturing it while his tongue teased its tip. His free hand traveled down my stomach and slide to my upper thigh, massaging my skin slowly while I felt my brain shut down completely. All I knew in that moment was how bad I wanted him... nothing else mattered. 

I bit down on my lip and kept my eyes locked on him and his movements, the way his tongue darted out to tease my nipple had me moaning again. Dropping my eyes down to his hand, I breathed a little heavier and watched it inch closer to my pussy. "I think I could instead," I whispered and his eyes flicked back up to mine, pooling with lust and looking irresistible. 

"Prove me wrong," He said back, grinning and letting his thumb play with my nipple. I leaned my back against him and guided his mouth back to mine, unable to go another minute without kissing him. Even a second felt too long. We'd spent too much time apart that now being together again, it just felt right. "I'm waiting," He said with his lips still pressed against mine, his lips curved into a smile.

"How?" I gave him my best innocent face before smirking. 

"That's up to you," His grin widened as he placed his lips on my neck and kissed up it, my eyes closing for a moment to try to regain my composure, not lose myself completely.

"What are we doing Ben?" I asked point blank, wishing I knew where his mind was because the last time we tried hooking up? It hurt watching him leave.

He pulled his head back slightly, just enough to look me in the eye again. The lust was there still, but there was more... something I couldn't put my finger on. "Does this feel wrong?" He asked, doubt in his voice and making me afraid that he might pull away and never touch me again. "I can stop Cami."

"It feels right instead," I said quietly and smiled, adjusting my back against him as I pushed my legs apart. Keeping my eyes locked on his, I slid a hand into my bikini bottoms and brushed my fingers against my clit before feeling how wet I was. So god damn wet, my muscles were clenching from the ache I felt. 

Confusion showed on his face, but lust was taking over. "You're making me lose my mind," He confessed even if it was no mystery at that point, his dick so hard against my ass like it was begging to be released.

"Touch me Ben," I demanded in a whisper, my head perfectly nestled against the crook of his neck while my hand moved under the fabric as I touched myself, wishing it were him touching me instead.

He wrapped an arm around my chest, pushing my breasts together and groaning at the view,his free hand reaching for the string of my bikini bottom. "I want to see you," He said quietly and swallowed, giving the strap a tug and untying the knot easily. I held my breath, letting him push a side of the triangle shaped fabric and exposed my pussy and my hand. "Fuck Cami."

"You're making me do all the work," I flashed him a grin, my cheeks bright red as I turned my head to the side to moan against his neck before I started sucking on his skin. God, he smelt so good.

"Only because I'm not sure if you want me to help you," He said in a quiet tone, admitting his insecurities. His hand wrapped around my arm and moved down my skin until he found my own hand.

"Yes," I breathed out and stilled, my fingers letting his cover them as I nibbled at his neck, wanting to see him break like he had for me a million other times before.

"Let me take care of you," He said in a voice that resembled more a groan, his finger tips finally making contact with my pussy, dipping in my wetness and causing a low growl to escape his chest. "Fuck you're so wet."

I shut my eyes and moaned again, this time the pleasure so much better. My hand slid up to my clit and I rubbed it while he pushed two fingers inside of me and pumped them back and forth, so deliciously slow I knew that if he moved them much faster I'd be coming so fast and hard. "For you," I breathed out, scraping my teeth against his neck and shivering. "Oh my god."

His lips moved down to my neck and my head rolled back, my pussy already clenching around his fingers and he had barely started. "And tight," He growled in my ear, my eyes fluttering open to find his on me. I tightened up against his fingers again and he groaned, "Are you trying to kill me?"

"No," I smiled, tangling my free hand in his hair again and trying to keep him as close to me as possible... for as long as possible. "I want you so bad right now..."
"I'm right here," He replied with a grin, flicking his eyes down to where our hands were, mine still rubbing and his pumping. Fuck, this had to be a dream. It felt too good to be true.

"More I mean,"  My hand move up to my breast and I cupped it, kneading it while moans kept escaping my lips. Giving it one last squeeze, I dropped my hand onto his erection and ran it back and forth across his length, "Let me see you."

A low growl escaped his chest and made his whole body vibrate, the sound so sexy. "God Cami," He said unintelligenly, his fingers going deeper inside of me and bringing me that much closer to the edge.

"It's only fair," I breathed out as I shot him a grin, squeezing him gently in my palms. Fuck, he was so big.

Reaching for my wrist with his free hand, he pull my hand away from his erection gently, the move surprising me. "I wouldn't last," He confessed, "Let me take care of you, it's all about you now." 

I parted my lips but before I could say anything, he captured them with his and kissed me tenderly yet deeply. The perfect kiss with the perfect man.

I rocked my hips against his hand, silently asking for more as I bit his lip and pulled my head back in the process. "Are you spoiling me?" I asked in a breathy voice and smiled, wanting to make him cum more than anything, but knowing that we'd get there eventually.

"I'm trying," He grinned at me, shifting his body and sliding his fingers out of me before grabbing my body by the waist. "Turn around Cami."

I did as he asked, straddling his lap while my eyes filled with anticipation. I wanted him so bad it felt unreal. "I miss your fingers," I said coyly, a blush creeping on my cheeks.

He took in my body once again, his eyes traveling up and down then stopping on my face. "I miss you," He said simply and moved his hand back between my legs to push two fingers inside of me, "I want to see you come while you ride my hand."

I threw my head back and moaned, his hand on my cheek instantly to bring my eyes back to his. My hips were moving against his hand, spasming around his fingers tight while I set my hands on his shoulders, moving one to cup the back of his neck. "I'd rather cum against you..." I trailed off, biting down on my lip as my eyes dropped down his chest, all the way to his erection. Ugh. I wanted him naked with me.

"You will," He replied, tilting my chin back up to hold my gaze. 

"Your dick," I clarified and smirked, moving my hips at a steady pace. 

A grin played on his lips as he curled his fingers in me and I just about screamed, loud moans escaping me instead and making him groan. "I know," He said.

"Oh my god!" My breathing started getting heavy as my hips kept rolling, "When?"

"Be patient."

I set my forehead against his then pulled back slightly to press a kiss against it, then his nose, and finally his mouth. I was barely riding his fingers now, still moving slowly on top of him but also focusing on his lips and how good they felt against mine. "I've never been patient when it comes to you," I whispered between kisses, deepening the kiss and letting him swallow my moans, knowing it wouldn't be long until I came. He felt too good. "Fuck Ben," I cried out as his lips left mine in favor of moving down the front of my neck. I wanted to feel them all over me, spend the rest of the day wrapped up in his arms. I didn't want to get back to reality... I just wanted this moment to never end. 

The combination of his lips on me and his fingers inside of me, plus the way he looked right now me drove me over the edge. I started coming and hard, clutching around his fingers tightly as he kept pumping them in and out of me, his other hand reaching between our bodies to rub my clit roughly. He looked up at my face while his lips didn't leave my chest, planting kisses in the process while his fingers kept moving in the right way to make my orgasm last. And it did, his name falling from my lips again and again as I rocked my hips against his hand fast while my face twisted in pleasure, I felt hooked. I wanted more. 

"Oh my god!" I said one last time before going still, my body collapsing on top of his a second later and my juices sliding down his hand as a proof of how hard I had just come.

He wrapped an arm around my body, taking in all he could. My head nestled against the crook of his neck, my breath still labored and making my torso heave up and down quickly...everything felt just perfect and I couldn't be more content. "Tired?" He asked, breaking the silence and tilting his head down to nuzzle my neck.

I slowly turned my head to finally look at him, my lips curving into a small smile as I found a smile on his handsome face. "No. I could do it all over again," I said in a breathy voice as my smile turned into a smirk.

At that he laughed softly, no awkwardness between us. Thankfully. Hell, his fingers were still inside of me. "Are you sure? You looked as if you were about to faint," He joked, making me a little cautious about how I currently looked. 

"Hey!" I protested and frowned, pinching his side with my fingers before running my hands up to his chest and wrapping them around his neck.

"Ouch," He said with his grin still in place before sliding his fingers out of me regretfully, a soft whimper leaving my lips in return. "You're beautiful instead," He said seriously, staring at my glowing face then pressing a firm kiss on my lips.

I adjusted on his lap, feeling his erection underneath me and making my pussy ache all over again. Pivoting my hips, I grinded against him and he groaned into my mouth, tangling a hand in my hair to hold my head in place. My lips parted more and I could feel my body melting, my heart racing. I felt like a teenager again, still in love with him and like he was the only thing in my life that mattered. "God," He growled with his lips still against mine, sinking his teeth into my bottom lip and giving it the smallest of tugs. 

I grinned, playing with the band on his bottoms and wanting to take them off of him, get him naked with me. "I need a shower..." I whispered with my eyes on his, hinting that I wanted him to join me. 

"Me too," He replied and smirked, "A cold one."

"Won't you shower with me instead?" I tilted my head to a side, my hair falling over my shoulder as I gave his perfect body a once over. His shoulders were broad, his chest so flawless I could stare at it for hours, and his face? He was hands down the most handsome man alive and the fact that he was no longer mine? It sucked. The thought of him with another girl killed me.

He slid his hands down to my back, resting just above my ass, "Oh, was that an invitation?"

I nodded slowly, my nipples hardening at the thought of him inside of me with my back up against the tiles. "Will you come shower with me Ben?" I said so quietly, almost whispering. With a grin back on my place, I leaned my chest into his again and went straight for the spot behind his ear that he loved me kissing. "Please," I added, kissing the spot and then down his neck, feeling dizzy from the heat and all the pleasure, still high on my orgasm and wanting another. 

"How can I resist you?" He asked in a low groan, resting his head against the chair and closing his eyes a moment as he let himself go, both of us lost in how we were making each other feel.

My kisses turned into small nibbles, my hands moving down his sides and stopping on his hips. "Don't," I said simply, wanting him to give in to me completely since god only knew how bad we both wanted it. 

He cupped my ass, forcing me to grind against his hips as he lifted them. "Where?" He asked and I pulled my head back to look at him, a smirk on his handsome face.

I glanced over my shoulder before staring at him again, getting the perfect idea as my teeth sunk into my bottom lip. "I've always liked taking showers under the sun," I said with a fake innocent expression on my face.

He groaned again as he lifted himself in a sitting position, making me think about the moment when he'd bury himself deep inside of me. "Me too," He smirked at me as his gorgeous eyes bore into mine, his lips pressing against mine when my smirk matched his. 

"What are we waiting for?" I whispered against his mouth, anticipation flashing into my dark eyes.

He parted his lips, holding me closer to him in order to carry me when a tiny voice we both knew too well cut in the air, "Maman?"

We froze, panic on my face while I tried not to feel like a bad mom for not putting our son first or the fact that he could have appeared any second. Like now. "Get in the pool, I'm going to find him," Ben said quietly, our son having the worst timing, not that we could really blame him for that.

I slipped off Ben's lap, easing my body into the pool and grabbing the ledge with my hands. "Will you hand me my bottoms please?" I asked and grinned, trying to make light of the moment as I reached for my top off the ground, struggling to put it on. 

"Yeah," He stood up, my eyes raking over every inch of that perfect body as I bit into my bottom lip and stopped on his erection. Oh dear god. 

"Thank you," I smiled at him and reached for his hand as he went to hand the bottoms over, me grabbing his wrist instead as I pushed my body up. "One more kiss?"

He cracked a grin and dropped the bottoms on the ground, tangling a hand in my hair and kissing me one last time, more chaste than the last few, but perfect none the less. "Papa!!!" Gabe's voice broke through the silence again and I pulled my head back, smirking as I lifted the bikini bottoms from off the ground.

"You better go find him before he finds us," I told him, getting dressed in the water and still feeling like I was on a complete high from everything that had just happened. 

"That's probably a good idea," He replied with his eyes on my chest, my hands reaching behind my neck to tie the strings together. His eyes moved back up to meet mind and then he smiled again, turning around and heading towards the house.

I folded my arms on the ledge of the pool and watched him go, the moment reminding me a lot of the last time we had sex and the way everything changed. "Ben?" I said quickly, before he had the chance to get out of reach from me. He turned around with an eyebrow lifted, waiting for me to speak. "We're okay right? I mean, it won't be like last time where things got weird?"

He parted his lips then closed them again, making me nervous of what was going on in his head. "Weird?" He repeated, stopping in his tracks as he stared at me.

I nodded as I bit down on my lip, feeling fragile. "You know what I mean," I answered quietly, my eyes not leaving his while I felt a dozen emotions at once. 

He walked back over to me, getting on his knees to cup my face in his hands. "I'm so sorry about that Cami, the way it went..." He trailed off, not able to give me a decent excuse and that was probably because there wasn't one.

"It's okay, it's in the past," I said hurriedly, no longer sure I wanted to hear what he was trying to say, "But now I was just wondering-"

He cut me off and pressed a kiss on my lips, his eyes boring into mine. "This is not like the last time, at all. I think we're okay...more than okay if you ask me," He said after pulling his head back just enough to talk.

A smile curved my lips, "Okay." I nodded, leaning in for another quick kiss since I couldn't resist.

"Maman!!!" Gabe called out again, this time his voice a lot closer than before.

I broke into a grin, keeping my eyes on Ben's as he got up again, "He's so loud sometimes."

"I wonder where he got that from," He let his grin match mine as he ran his hands through his hair, his head turning around just in time to catch sight of out little man marching toward us with a frown on his face, "We're here."

"I couldn't find you," He said, walking straight to his dad and wrapping his arms around Ben's leg like he used to do when he was even more little and he could barely walk. 

I stretched my hand out and reached for his butt, pinching it. "Did you miss us?" I asked in a sweet tone that I usually used when talking to my baby, wanting to keep him little forever. 

He pursed his lips together, letting go of his dad in favor of easing himself into the pool, his arms wrapping around my neck instantly. "A little," He admitted eventually, kissing my cheek and holding on to me as if he never wanted to let go. I was melting.

Ben sat on the ledge of the pool, grinning at the two of us as he watched, "Hey, leave some maman for me too."