Eli Waters has made his way back home from military school for one thing, and that is to claim Aria Dean. She’s one of his best friends, the girl who has been by his side through thick and thin.
A year without Eli was difficult for Aria. She missed his warmth, his smile, his playfulness. But though she’s loved him for a long time, it doesn’t matter. She knows she’s not his type. She’s not blonde, or thin, or beautiful. She is just plain Aria.
But now he’s back, and he’s different.
With help from their friends, Eli is determined to finally claim Aria. Laying his feelings on the table, he makes sure Aria knows the truth. He’s not going anywhere. He loves her, and from the moment they first met when they were three years old, they belonged together.
Can two young souls fight for their love, or will outside influences tear them apart?
“I can’t believe you said that,” Aria said, breaking through his thoughts.
“I’m only speaking the truth.”
“It seems out of place.”
“Why? We’re friends. I’d say it seems more fitting for us to speak like that to each other. I’m not dating anyone, and I know you’re not.”
“Did I really turn you on?” she asked.
He climbed over the wall first, and helped her over, holding her hips as she jumped down. Neither of them was out of puff just yet.
Aria’s face had to be red because he’d told her that he was turned on.
Going down on their hands and knees, they went through opposite tunnels, coming out around the same time. He didn’t like that Wayne was following close behind them, but instead of being behind him, he’d gone behind Aria. The bastard was doing it to rile him up.
The next five minutes neither of them could talk as they worked through one obstacle after another. When Aria nearly fell, Eli had to grit his teeth as Wayne caught her, using the opportunity to feel her up, and smirking over at him. Wayne was being an asshole.
“Thanks,” she said, pushing his hands off her body.
Eli caught her, helping her over, and they were through the main doors. Aria whimpered. The whole of the track course was filled with more implements of torture.
“Let’s go,” she said, taking his hand. “So you weren’t kidding around?”
“No. I wasn’t.”
There was a sign telling them they had to run the track first.
“I hate running,” she said.
He held her hand even tighter as they started to run.
“I came back for you,” he said.
“I know. You’ve said that twice, but I really don’t know what it means.”
“It means that I want you, Aria.”
They finished running, and then had to grab a length of rope, going over some water. Together, they pulled the rope, moving across the water, and clearing it without much trouble. Going through some tires, they kept up.
Every now and again, he was distracted by her tits bouncing, but she didn’t once slow down.
When they made it over the finish line together, she collapsed onto the ground, and taking his chance, he moved over her.
He somehow managed to move between her thighs, pressing his very erect cock next to her.
“I mean that I want you, Aria. I want you to be my girl. You’re the one I thought about. The one I’ve been wanting for a long time.”
Her eyes were wide, and when he leaned down to take the kiss he’d been wanting, he groaned as a teacher cleared their throat.