Augustus had been watching her the entire time, now aware of her full bottom that was perched right next to his arm.

He always had his eyes on her, didn't matter where she was in school. He had people watching over her, even if he didn't enjoy the thought of other people looking at her.

She was an eye-catcher. She had bronzed skin, with bright hazel eyes. She was only 5'4 but her body had the god damned hourglass shape that was just bouncing around in the fucking dress of hers. The smoothness of her exposed thighs didn't escape me, and trust me I admired them greatly. My mind churned with the usual thoughts I had.

Many of them including Esme on her back, her thighs parted just for me. Her full tits rising up and down with her panting breath. One of my favorites is the idea of taking her against the wall, pounding away into her. So, the only thought running through her head is me, my cock, and how good she felt.

I was now aware of the throbbing in my pants before she grabbed my attention.

"My names Esme," she smiled down at me as if I wasn't just imagining ways to defile her.

"I know," I spoke quietly while looking into her eyes.

Her brows furrowed cutely, "well I know you're Augustus." She said in response, probably not knowing what else to do.

"I'm glad," because you'll be screaming it, "because it seems my nephews taken a liking to you."

"Yeah well, I like him just as much. I love kids," Her smile widened while she looked at the almost finished volcano.

Of course, she does

We sat in a comfortable silence after that. Occasionally she'd instruct Kace but for the most part, she sat and basked in the sun. Often leaning her head back and taking it in. She was indeed an anomaly of a person.

"Where'd you learn to paint?" I asked, still looking at her intensely.

"I just picked it up at the orphanage-" she inhaled sharply when she realized her mistake.

My eyebrows rose slightly at the mention, this was news to me. I met her gaze and tried to convey to her, that everything was fine.

"T-The kids it'd decorate their rooms. They enjoyed having little things that they could call theirs. It eventually became a hobby when I had to leave and I couldn't spend time with them."

I nodded while thinking, she was so... good.

I thought I could make it through this last year. This last year of looking and no touching. Looking and not holding close so she would feel safe.

I knew if I ever got this close I wouldn't be letting go of her anytime soon. I didn't want to corrupt her.

I was lost in thought, not noticing Esme dip her finger in blue paint before it was being wiped on my cheek.

A smirk grew on my face before I leaned into her palm, trapping it with my own much larger hand.

I kissed her palm lightly and my smirk grew when I got to enjoy the tiny gasp escape her lips.

Esme smiled a little before wiping the rest of the blue on my jaw, "cute."

I turned to see Kace finished his volcano that honestly looked a mess. But he was proud of it and that's all that mattered.

"Wanna sign your name at the bottom Kace?"

"Okay, you put yours next to mine." Esme nodded and they both sat on all fours while writing at each end.

I let my head fall to the side, trying to get a glimpse at what's under her dress. My cock twitched when I saw the apples of her bottom, the crotch of her red thong tempting me. I groaned quietly trying to ignore the beads of precum now staining my boxers.

"Auggie come sign your name," Esme spoke absentmindedly. I glanced up at the nickname I don't even think Esme knew she gave me.

I sat up and grabbed the paintbrush she offered.

I glanced up at her, "help."

Esme snickered, grabbing my hand with her and guiding it on the canvas.

"You've never painted before?" She asked sarcastically and I feigned innocence.

"Nope, never a day in my life. You learn something new every day."

Kace laughed before writing the date next to his name, "now I can hang it up in my room."

We nodded at him and I checked my phone. I noticed it was time to get Kace home, my stomach dropped at the thought of leaving Esme.

"Kace your mom wants you home in fifteen minutes. We have to go home." I almost pouted and Kace did pout, however.

And then the whining began, but Esme quickly swooped into the rescue.

"Kace, why don't you come to my house next time with your uncle? My entire room is an art studio. Sound fun?"

Very fun

~Esme~

"When and where sweetheart?" I gasped when I heard his low voice in my ear. Suddenly his chest was pressed against my back and his lips were grazing my temple.

Unfamiliar tingles ran through my body and I let out a sigh of pleasure unconsciously. I squeaked when his hands gripped my hips, they lingered for what seemed to be an extra second. Before I was spun around.

"Put my number in your phone."

My mouth opened and closed before I scrambled for the phone next to my unfinished painting.

I pressed my somewhat up to date phone into his awaiting hand while I clutched Kace's shoulders. I was fidgeting suddenly feeling awkward.

Do people do this often?

What exactly did this mean?

Did Augustus want something from me?

When said man was in my face again I jumped, "do you need a ride sweetheart?"

"N-No. Thank you. I'll see you soon, goodbye Kace it was great meeting you," I paused and met Augustus's intense stare.

"Bye Auggie," I didn't notice my voice coming out lower than it usually does. I didn't notice Augustus's eyes widening when he heard my accidentally seductive and needy tone.

I waved both of them goodbye, trying not to notice a certain someone who kept checking back while I cleaned up. This day turned out quite eventful.