“You like red wine, right?” Some of the foam drips onto the floor.

“I do. He’ll be a tasty treat later.” She hops off the vanity. “You want help with that.”

“It’s probably better if I take care of this on my own. Why don’t you put one of your new bathing suits on for me?”

She pauses to watch me lather up my cock. “You mean the one you bought me last week?”

“What are you talking about? I didn’t buy you a new one.”

“Liar.” She pinches my ass. “Just because you take the tags off and hide it in my drawer doesn’t mean I don’t notice it’s new.” She wraps her arms around me from behind and kisses between my shoulder blades. “But thank you for your devious generosity.”

“It’s highly self-serving. I like imagining the ways I can remove those suits when we’re alone.”

Lily chuckles and disappears into the bedroom while I finish cleaning my dick and go to work on rinsing her out of my beard. I’m finishing up when she walks back into the bathroom wearing her newest bikini. The one I “didn’t” buy for her.

She twirls around. “What do you think?”

I let out a low whistle. The top is one of those things with no straps, which she can pull off, and the bottoms look like a little skirt. It reminds me of one of her skating outfits, except with way less material. It’s white, and Lily has naturally tanned skin that darkens in the summer. Like now.

She flicks the ruffle at her ass. “You did a good job.”

“Maybe a little too good.”

She beams; it’s the perfect reaction. Lily spent a long time with a boyfriend who didn’t appreciate how gorgeous her body is. She’s finally starting to own it, which is awesome. I want her to feel beautiful, because she is.

I put on my swim shorts and grab our towels while Lily throws sunglasses, sunscreen, and a bunch of other crap in an oversized bag. We make a pit stop in the kitchen for snacks and drinks. I picked up wine coolers for Lily because she’s a lightweight when it comes to booze. She shouldn’t get sloppy drunk if I dole them out slowly. Though I’m not sure how successful I’ll be—Violet and Charlene like to tie one on, and they often coerce Lily into doing the same. Maybe since Sunny’s not drinking they’ll tone it down.

It’s after five, but the sun is still hitting the dock. We have a few hours before we lose the heat and the light. And we have all day tomorrow and Sunday to relax and enjoy the end of summer. Soon we’ll be back in training camp, so I want to enjoy what’s left of the off-season.

Hockey season means being on the road half the time, and that’ll be an adjustment. It’s a good thing I have teammates in the same position, missing their women too. Sometimes I still worry that I’m too much like my dad, and I’m going to fuck up this good thing by doing something regrettable. His recent phone calls have reminded me of this possibility and ramped up my anxiety over the coming changes.

I follow Lily outside, my eyes on her ass and that flouncy little skirt bottom. We’re definitely going to have sex while she’s wearing that. I’m already planning out the video since I’m stockpiling for away games. We need a mirror for this one. I shake my head and shut down those thoughts because a hard-on in swim shorts is difficult to hide. And this weekend can’t be just about sex.

The guys are set up in a semicircle on the dock, facing the water and the sun. Sunny’s reclined in a lounger with her feet in Miller’s lap. He’s painting her toenails.

The dogs are lying next to her. Wiener jumps and barks as we approach, then hides behind Sunny’s chair.

“Looking to start a new career?” I ask Miller as I drop our towels on an empty chair.

He finishes the toe he’s working on before he flips me the bird. “Keep your comments to yourself, Balls.”

Lily sighs. “That is so sweet!”

Sunny flips up her sunglasses and gives Miller a warm smile. “He’s so good to me.” She pats her basketball belly. “This makes doing my toes so awkward, and Miller does a nice job.”

“Anything for you, sweets.”

“Look who decided to take a boning break!” Violet calls.

She and Charlene are relaxing in the lake on floating lounge chairs, secured to the dock with a tow rope.

“Who says we were boning? Maybe we were having a nap,” I call back.

“Based on all the moaning, I’d say that’s a load of balls.” She pulls one of her hip thrusts. It makes her chair rock in the water. She holds on to the armrests as her drink sloshes over the side.

“Ha ha. You’re so funny.” Lily’s cheeks flush pink.

“Um.” Sunny adjusts her wide-brimmed hat. “Actually, your windows were open, so…”

“Oh, God.” Lily turns her face into my chest.

“We turned on some music. It pretty much drowned everything out,” Alex reassures her.

“I’m sorry.” She bites me. “This is your fault.”

“Don’t be sorry. It’s good to know Ballistic is taking care of you.” Darren doesn’t crack a smile, so I can’t tell if he’s actually serious.

Alex elbows him in the arm as he tips back his beer, so it dribbles down his chest.

“What?” He wipes away the wet spot with a shirt and looks over at Charlene, who’s busy adjusting Violet’s bikini top so she doesn’t accidentally flash anyone. “You gotta take care of what’s yours if you want to keep it.”

That’s a weird way to word it, even though I understand what he means.

“When Sunny’s done with her pedicure, you two should come join us in the water!” Charlene says to the girls.

I kiss Lily’s shoulder. “We should put some sunscreen on you before you do that.”

“Good idea. I’ll do you if you do me.”

“I thought we were gonna hang out down here for a while.”

She tweaks my nipple, and I wrap an arm around her, pinning her arms to her side. She shrieks as I drop down into an empty chair.

“For the love of broken beavers, do you two ever take a break? Seriously. Is your vagina lined with leather?” Violet asks.

“Envious of my pussy powers?” Lily shoots back.

“I honestly wouldn’t be surprised if one day your vagina fell right off. Dropped right out of your little skating skirt,” Violet replies.