She avoided me like the plague. The pass days that I haven't seen her around but when we did last night. She was distant and cold, gladly leaving me with a boner and in need of a cold shower to think of.

After waking up; I went downstairs only to see Celia working in the kitchen, cooking something and by the smell I know would be pretty good. As if she could sense that I was by the entryway, she turns around to acknowledge me.

"Mat." She greeted, smiling.

"Morning." I greeted back with a small smile on my face.

"If you're wondering, your father had planned a day for the family to spend so I cooked a few dishes. I hope you two will like it though and your father will be here shortly." She spoke while in the midst of placing the finished meal on the serving plate, I instantly went to help handing it for her.

"I bet, we will." I respond while I'm almost finished.

"Mom, to where do I put these?" Cleo's voice interrupted the conversation as she appeared in the kitchen with a tray of baked desserts.

When she said I had to try a little harder, she was not playing around. Wearing one of those crop tops that cover to no little of her voluptuous body, her denim shorts were like a second skin and now I instantly can't help but think inappropriately and a good fuck with her at the moment.

"-Mat, would that be okay for you?" Her mother asked, their eyes set on my direction waiting for an answer.

"Um, what?" I clear my throat since I clearly paced out.

"If what would you like to eat, blueberry or strawberry?" Her mother asked, always cheerful.

Her pussy will do.

"Blueberry's fine." I replied while I looked at her, a knowing smile plastered on her face.

"Great, I'm sure Mat will be delighted to taste my baked blueberry ... that I had made." She fakes an ecstatic manner, never taking her eyes off of me.

So she was obviously tempting me, while Celia was unconscious on our interaction. Cleo turns on her heel walking her way to the other side of the kitchen. Then I followed suit, walking mindlessly to avoid attention. As I saw her in the midst of plating a couple of desserts with her back facing me. I came closer behind her and casually grabbed a muffin from her table, with no reaction or a look of surprise. She obviously knew that I was going to follow.

"Your muffin taste delicious." I stated, after taking a bite.

"I know, but thanks if that was suppose to flatter me." She spoke, aloof with a wry smile on her face as she moves away from me making herself busy.

"I had a hard time thinking last night." I spoke a thought, waiting to see her reaction.

"Really?" She asked, her tone was skeptic.

There was nothing, nor a reaction but an intimidating remark. I should have known, she was trying to act the least affected as she was at the point of avoiding me trying in any possible way to lessen our interactions.

"Believe me, I did." I replied briefly as I was in a deep thought.

"About what? because I find that unbelievable." She was avoiding eye contact, taking and cleaning a few things, a way for her to avoid our conversation.

"You still won't forgive me?" I asked, watching her intently.

"Of course, I did forgive you remember. You know the past days ago, don't tell me you've been forgetful about, things." She responds, trying to steer clear of the issue.

"I haven't." I said, a hint that I was in no way to forget and that I still had to make it up to her for fucking things up.

"Good." She replied, as I still came closer behind her and I lean on the table, leaving no space for our bodies.

"I don't think your supposed to be doing this." She adds, while she stayed still.

"The last time I checked, I had you squirming underneath me. I don't think this should bother you, isn't it?" As I spoke right in her ear, in a low tone.

She chuckles while she turns around to face me, amusement glinted in her eyes.

"What makes you think you can do it again?" She sneered, raising a brow like she was challenging me.

"Win you back." And it was true, while I hope this time I could be able to tell her my thoughts about her as I regain her trust back.

"And like I said, I like you to try a little harder." She said it in a mocking manner while she was able to look at me in the eyes.

"Cleo? Dear?" I was about to speak when her mom called out for her on the main kitchen, taking her full attention as she was about to leave.

"Excuse me." She spoke while I make a way for her and as she started to walk, she stopped into a halt.

Confused as to why she did, I asked. "Is there something wrong?"

And what she did next, surely did fucking surprised me.

She grabs my hand and starts to suck a finger while her eyes looked up staring intently, her glossy lips seem to love the feeling as she tasted my skin like it was something that she should suck. When in fact, my cock already stirred from the anticipation waiting for it to be next. Then she stops, and sardonically smiles.

"A blueberry dip was on your finger." She nonchalantly spoke and went on her way to the main kitchen.

Leaving me the second time around with a fucking boner. Adjusting my pants, I believe I was going to muster up every self-control that I have. A hard day it is going to be.

The day quickly passed by, Dad came around and we ate lunch. Celia as always cooked like a pro, giving us good home cooked meals. Cleo on the other hand kept her talk minimal on the table but her eyes were observant. After the dessert and the clean up, the two decided to take a quick visit at the estate's sight in need of a check for an upgrade while leaving us both alone. Only to see Cleo lounging at the pool area. As I went to join her, crossing my arms across my chest and I cleared my throat hoping to get her attention.

"Are you stalking me?" She asked, as she saw me at the entryway walking towards her.

"Maybe." I smirk, taking a seat next to her.

"Why don't you take yourself out on a stroll, you look bored." She comments and turns to look at me, knowing her eyes were scrutinizing my presence under her sunglasses.

"I'm good." I spoke, eyes staring across the scenery of the place.

"Could you please rub this shit on me? I always find it a hard time doing so." She stated, taking me by surprise of her comment, a lotion on her hand.

"Sure." Though I couldn't think clearly as I was caught in the moment, she hands me the lotion.

I put on a bit of the cream on my hand as I was waiting for her signal to go on. But her signal was not what I expected it to be, she casually takes her outfit off and to reveal that she had no bra underneath that cropped top got my jaw clenching.

"Go on." She spoke and then I start to do so, trying to control myself before I do something stupid.

She slightly turns her head to the side to look seeing the expression on my face, her brows furrowed.

"You look so tense, don't tell me you're not comfortable." She spoke while my hands glided its way down her back, making sure there was no trace of that cream on her body.

"It's hard to resist, whenever you're around." I respond.

"I suggest, you relax. It's really no big deal." She calmly spoke and stood, nonchalantly walking without a top on.

How am I suppose to relax when I'm already hard as a fucking rock. She might not be literally facing my way but I could see how her tits would move slightly from her action. And like no one was watching, her denim shorts were discarded next giving me the view of her thong and a whole lot of her ass. My cock practically begged from the pain for me to take it out, eager for a release while she settles on the outdoor Jacuzzi, her eyes were set on my direction.

So I stood staring back while I undo my shirt, taking my clothes off until my loose boxer shorts were the only thing that's left, her eyes automatically took in sight of the large bulge underneath my clothing. I settled in, relaxing as I was across her, the small foams of water appear. While the air felt thick in a sudden, the sexual tension was undeniable.

Her cheeks were flushed, eyes were bright intently looking back at me while her plump lips were too much of a distraction and with her hair into a loose updo it was too hard to keep my eyes off of her body and her tits underwater were on display, I had no idea how am I able to get my shit together.

"Problem?" She asked in a passive manner, raising her brow as if she can sense that I was scrutinizing her presence.

"Do you think I have?" I spoke instantly.

"The look on your face says so." She remarked, directly on the point.

"Or, there is something bothering you." She adds as her leg started to move, trailing her foot on my body and further down.

I chuckle, shaking my head of how she was teasing me on purpose. Her eyes gazing as it flashed with delightedness until she placed her foot right over my erection.

"Look who's cock is fucking hard right now." She sneered, while I took a sharp intake of breath as she continues to move her foot in slow directions while she feels my hard length.

The whole time she did, our eyes were staring into each other. I found myself in silence, a strenuous time for me to think while I let her talk and do the work, as I felt aroused. The moment that she came closer towards me, her tits glistened as they were out of the water making me I instantly bite my lower lip as I began to stroke my cock under the fabric.

She looked into my eyes and on my body, like she was daring me as she looked confident. As she placed her hands on my chest, she moves her head closer and she spoke.

"Jerk off for me, please?" She pleads with how her voice was soft, I was more than willing to.

Taking out my pulsating cock, I began to stroke my hard length. She flashed me a mischievous smile while her eyes were on my cock as I continue to jack off as she was watching. My cock nearly spurted cum with no effort when she kneaded her tits, pinching her nipples. Fucking thankful for the clear water, I could already see her swept her thong to the side caressing her clit as she inserted a finger inside. With faster movements, I continue to beat myself off, balls slapping against my hand as I jack off.

I smile like a maniac as I saw her stroking her clit and as she spreads her legs, giving me more space to see. While she fondles her tits, tilting her head back from the pleasure.

"Mmm, yes." She moaned doing it more faster.

The more I quicken my pace, my body felt tensed as I put on extra work my cock pulsated in hunger of the sight before me. I was gripping my length, as I ran my hand over my balls and my swollen head. While she cries out in pleasure, I grunt from the release. Had to say that it didn't last long, I came shooting spurts of my own liquid.

Finding the time to relax and regain my composure as I lean my head back on the surface, I heard a shuffling movement. She was about to leave, again.

"Where are you off to?" I spoke curiously, a bit of a worry in my voice.

"Upstairs, I have other things to do. Anyway, I'm gonna leave. It was nice hanging out with you." She stood, walking away wet and naked while she left me frustrated.

Still as distant as hell.