Happy Tempting Tuesday, folks!

Y'all she finally said the L word! This was the perfect time to update on Carmon!

Do you think that it was about time that Carmon and Trent got together? Are they actually together? 😁

How do you think Jana is holding up?

Well, we are back with another chapter for Screw Me Over and Tiff just can't stop till she gets enough!

Anyway, please see the triggers that are in the summary of this book! You may or may not run into a sex scene here. (I know right? And it's a Tiffany chapter? There's no telling what's going to happen) You have been warned!

Alright, y'all! That's all I have! You may continue! 💜🤫
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The beach was busy on this sunny Saturday and I wanted to take in every sun ray that was shining down on this beautiful beach this Saturday morning. There were thousands of people ranging from all ages and they came to play. There was a wide section of the beach filled with college students drinking their Budwisers and dancing to sensual music. Another part of the beach had plenty of volleyball players and others were just enjoying the crashing salt water against the sand.

It brought a warm feeling to my heart as I took in the fresh ocean air mixed with a smell of seafood and just let the whole atmosphere wrap itself around my petite body. It brought back so many memories from when I was a child. Papa and Mom used to bring Carmon and I to the beach every year. After they both died, we haven't been to the beach since.

Although Carmon wasn't here to reminisce on this fine experience with me again, I still enjoyed having Jess and Rena around. After Jess' saddened state about Jana, she got back to her regular, annoying, and devilish self. Jess wouldn't be Jess if she wasn't mean and hardcore, right?

To be honest, I thought she would slap me after my lips fell onto hers, but she just took it. The kiss was just to get her back to her regular self and I promised myself I would never do that again in my entire life. My aunt Clara was right about kissing women. It's absolutely revolting, but I had to take one for the team.

So once we arrived, we laid our colored beach towels out on our beach chairs and helped set up umbrellas to cover our area. My chair sat in the sun, of course, because I was looking to get tanned. This beautiful skin needed to look sun-kissed not ceiling-light kissed.

Stripping out of my white sundress, I studied my yellow polka-dot strapless bikini for any stains or tears because I was still a woman of perfection. Image is everything to me and the smallest little problem in my appearance could give someone the wrong impression of me.

My skin needed a tan and the sun looked ready to eat up my skin, so I politely asked for the tanning spray from Rena as she made herself look uncomfortable on her rainbow beach towel. Rena and her rainbow everything. I'm surprised her skin color isn't rainbow.

As she passed me the spray bottle, she held her knees up close to her chest and just sat there. She didn't even attempt to take off her shirt and shorts to show off that beautiful high-waisted bikini she got a week ago. Why was she so uncomfortable? I couldn't imagine being so cautious like that. I love it when eyes are all on me. Like that guy with the gorgeous brown-eyed smile over there watching me put on my tanning spray.

"Rena, let's go into the water. You've been talking about it the whole way up here," Jess said nicely persuading her fearful cousin to at least get up from her towel while she stripped out of her dress. She presented herself in a blue one-piece bathing suit while sitting herself in front of a timid Rena.

Well, she had it under control. Time to play volleyball!

Once I finished spraying myself down, I threw my spray bottle at Rena on accident. My target was my beach bag but it just so happened to fall against Rena's thick thigh. She didn't seem phased by it so I turned to leave until...

"Jess, go out there and have fun. I'll be fine here. Don't let my flabbiness stop you from enjoying yourself."

Those disappointing words came from Rena's lips and they made my stomach turn upside down for some reason.. We all knew that Rena had a problem with her body but ate everything in sight. However, we didn't really address it because we thought it was just a phase. Like every girl, in a time of her life, feels like she's fat or way too skinny. Then they get over it and learn to accept themselves.

Rena's felt this way about her body since we first met her and I was sick of it. How could someone put those thoughts in her head? She was absolutely beautiful because I didn't have any horrendous-looking friends...

Well, when they piss me off, maybe.

Anyway, she was a lovely curvy size. Also, because she just had a beautiful soul.

I know, I know image is everything. However, with Rena, it's different. People love her because she's just sweet and caring. That's what makes her attractive to others and she didn't see that. She wanted to look like these models in these magazines...no hate to any models because models are so perfect.

Sighing to myself, I turned on my heel and walked back over towards Rena just to catch a glimpse of two ladies that looked a bit older than we were. Maybe mid-20s, early 30s. A smile fell on my face as the red-headed and chocolate-skinned plump ladies took a beautiful selfie together and smiled with glasses of champagne in their hands. They were free and happy.

That's how Rena needed to feel. Free and unapologetically herself.

"Rena, do you see those women over there? They're curvy and beautiful. They walk around with their heads high because they love how they look no matter how other people see them. If that doesn't make you want to strip down to your bathing suit, I don't know what will. Your loving personality and wits are enough for anyone to find you attractive. You being curvy is just a plus," I spoke as Rena studied my smile at her.

"Is that really you, Tiff? You just said something nice again. We've been at this beach for way too long," Jess said shocked at my response. Shaking my head at her words, my eyes turned back to a smiling Rena.

"Do you really mean that?" Rena asked as she pulled her shirt off to reveal the top part of her bathing suit. That's my girl. Her spark was coming back out.

"I really do. Now get in that water before you miss out on some great ocean time. Maybe talk to those besties over there vacationing. Enjoy your time here, girly. You truly deserve it," I said as a smile spread across my face and I gave her a hug.

Once she took her shorts off and got a bit more comfortable, she ran out towards the moving water. Well, my job's done.

Attempt to go play volleyball number two was interrupted after I heard a "Thanks, Tiff."

Really, Jess? You decide to be nice at a time like this?

My body turned to a lighthearted smiling Jess as her dark brown hair blew from the ocean breeze. This girl had a glow I had never seen before and that's saying something for Jess. The only glow that girl ever had was when it was from the flames rising in her heart.

"For what?" I asked as a smile came across my face.

"I know we can be at odd ends all the time and I know I don't tell you this often, but thanks for what you did for Rena and for what you did the other night. I really needed it," she said before she turned to run over to Rena and the ladies I was talking about.

She was so right. Jessica and I weren't the best of friends, but we knew how to put our feelings aside to get things done when we needed to. One more than the other.

Plus, they were the only girls I could bring on this trip seeing that my once 'friends' don't associate themselves with me anymore. I guess when they benefit off you, that's when they want to come around you the most. Even though my pride was shot when I left the sorority, my roommates made up for it. Especially Rena.

Anyway, I ran up to an ongoing volleyball game and a shirtless muscular blonde-haired guy caught my eye with his washboard abs. This tanned skin let me know that he was in the sun for a while. It was my turn to get the same way. He was the epitome of Baywatch and Top Frat Boy put together. His emerald green eyes took me away as his voice caught me off guard.

"Are you playing, beautiful?" he asked in his low tone and winked at me. He was about a foot and a half taller than me. He had to be like six foot because I felt so tiny compared to him

"Hell yeah I am. Be prepared to get that sexy tight ass kicked," I revealed the fact that I was staring as his perfect round ass.

Jumping into the game, I grew this competitive nature that I never thought I had. This blonde beauty never participated in sports because she didn't like to sweat. But a lady never sweats, right?

This volleyball game gave me a run for my money. Spiking the ball time after time helped me get my anger out. Many thought I was never angry. My graceful stature covered all of that. People just thought I never cared for others.

While that may have been partially true, most of that came from the people that did me wrong in my life. I constantly had to talk myself up to keep myself from falling back down and becoming angry again. Like Jess.

This volleyball was a symbol of Jana, the minister, and definitely Heath. My hand smacked the ball as hard as it could to show dominance over those past experiences that were meant to drag me down. The referee had to take me out of the game for a while so I could rest up and let someone else play.

"Hey, Tiff. Rena and I were going to grab a bite to eat. You coming?" Jess asked as they gathered their things and walked up to me. We had only been here for less than two hours. I wanted to stick around and play a few more rounds.

"Nah, I'm good. Pick me up around sunset," I said as the handsome beach bum called for me to play again. Watching Rena and Jess walk away together drenched from head to toe made me want to get in the water but this game was more interesting.

Once they let me back in to play, I was scoring points like an actual athlete. I felt proud and thought that this was something I could take up. Spike after spike, I was stacking up points like a tall Jenga block tower. The people playing with me enjoyed my efforts and, for once, I enjoyed the company.

Unfortunately, the sun began to set and everyone started on their way to their cars. As I said goodbye to my new acquaintances, my feet led me to the parking lot only to look around and see my Jeep nowhere in sight. Damn it, ladies. I said sunset. Not nightfall.

Groaning in frustration, I pulled out my phone just to see a text from Rena and a few co-workers from the coffee shop:

Rena: Hey, Tiff. Bad news. Jess is getting your tires fixed because two popped on the way to the restaurant. We had to Uber home and get your car fixed at a used tire shop. It should be done before we go back home tomorrow. Love ya! See you when you get here!

Damn it! Carmon was telling me I needed to change them, but I ignored her advice like we usually do to each other.

Sighing to myself, I see that my phone was about to die and I just cut it off to save the battery. My mind couldn't stop thinking of how I was going to get home. I couldn't wait in an empty parking lot over night so how was I going to get to the beach house?

Gathering my things, my feet moved me down the sandy sidewalk to get back to the beach house. My lips opened up with curses as I thought about how long it would take for me to get there on foot. It was a dangerous decision, but I felt like I had no other options until morning.

My body grew tired and stopped at a stop light. Taking a breather, I waited for the light to change so I could cross. Maybe a cab would get me home or something. Even thought they're smelly and dirty and dangerous...

OH HELL NO, TIFF! You're walking! Pick up your feet, girl.

As soon as I finished crossing the street, a random blue truck pulled up beside me and my eyes couldn't help but look over to see that it was...

"Bryce...what a pleasant surprise. I figured you'd be here with some bimbo or whatever. What do you need?" I said walking slowly down the sidewalk still as his window rolled down. Here he went again. What was he doing here? We haven't talked in weeks.

"I need for you to get those pretty little toes of yours in this truck. I'll take you back to the beach house," he said as he continued following me. I didn't need his little petty pick-me-up. I was fine walking by myself. Maybe ignoring him would do the trick.

As I continued to walk slowly, he caught my attention with "Might want to hurry. We have some very impatient people behind me." Soon, a bunch of car horns and swears flooded from behind and I just rolled my eyes. I opened the door and got into the truck due to some impatient people behind us. He better not ask any damn-

"I'm glad you finally decided to come in the car. It's been a while. Are you on vacay?"

And he did it. He asked me a question that I didn't feel like answering in this moment. "Yeah, turn here. Look, I'm not here to make conversation with you. Just take me home, please."

After my remark, my eyes studied our surroundings as they passed by us during the drive. There were so many palm trees and low houses in this area we were in. Everything just felt so close to the ground here.

"Why? Because you kissed me the last time you saw me?"

"No, because I'm just not in the mood to do any conversing right now," I said as my hand brushed my golden locks to the side and I continued looking out the window.

Bryce and I were acquaintances and we hadn't talk to each other in a long while. How he was even here to begin with, I will never know, but he seems to always be in the right place at the right time. It bugged me a bit.

Soon, we pulled up into the beach house driveway and I opened the door to exit and give my thanks. Once my things were in my arms, I turned to leave until "Tiff, we were meant to run into each other tonight."

What the hell did he just say to me?

My eyes turned to a stressful positioned Bryce with his head pressed into the driver's side seat and his hands all over his face. "Are you that pathe-"

"You can't tell me what I feel for you is pathetic. Not just because it's you I feel things for, but because...well, it's human. You feel something for me too and I know it," he interrupted as he leaned over to me and watched my face with intense eyes.

I gulped loudly as his face moved from feet to inches away from mine.

Bryce was surely one of the few guys I couldn't control myself around, however I was too upset to participate in his shi-

And that's when a passionate kiss interrupted my traveling thoughts and made me forget what the hell I was about to say. His tender kisses turned me on like a newly lit fire and I wanted to feel the burn of it.

His tongue peeked through my lips and I let his tongue enter. His long fingers trailed along my body and he caressed what he could...

But I wanted so much more.

It had been so long since I felt a passionate touch on me and, since Bryce was giving me that touch, I wanted to take it and run with it while I could.

My body maneuvered itself into his lap and my already wet center felt his hardened bulge about to rip his swimming trunks open. He was so big and my lips gasped at the feeling.

"Tiff, I understand if you aren't ready for-"

"Cut the air conditioning on. We're going to need it," I interrupted as I pulled his swim shorts down as our lips connected once again.

My body yearned for this moment and the thrill of it all made me even more excited. My heart beat so fast and chills fell through my body. His hands fell all over my body and he untied my bikini bottoms off with ease. His mouth covered my neck with soft kisses as he adjusted his seat to meet our sensual needs.

My mind was absolutely gone. I was drowning in a sea of seduction and the unknown.

"Tiff-"

"This is what I want, Bryce. I need this. Give it to me. Take me. Show me," I invited as my hair fell all over my face as I slowly let his large member enter my insides. Biting my lip as I sunk onto his erect shaft, I lost control afterwards with my hips grinding against it.

My back fell back against the steering wheel before I bounced myself slowly on him while my hands moved throughout my hair and groans came from my lips. As I let my body take over this moment, his tongue landed softly on my small right breasts and it made me gasp.

Loud moans and squeals came from my lips as he placed kisses all over my torso just to take control.

"Get on all fours and keep your head out the window," he demanded with a low voice. Usually, I would question this but my mind was elsewhere and it obeyed his commands under his sensual spell.

As soon as he lifted the armrest back so I could get on all fours, my head pushed itself out the window while he inserted himself inside me. A groan fell from my lips as my back bent only for him to go deeper inside me. My loud moans and screeches turned into pleas for him not to stop pounding me from behind.

A collection of groans and pants flowed throughout the truck and outside it from the both of us. We just didn't care if the neighbors heard us. He pulled on my hair as my eyes rolled to the back of my head.

Unfortunately, they didn't roll back far enough because they could see Jess and Rena pull up into the driveway and I wanted to stop immediately. Guess who wasn't planning on stopping?

My body was stuck in this damned position and this stubborn man wouldn't stop sending pleasured shocks throughout my body. Biting my lip back to hold my composure of him pounding me continuously, my eyes opened to Jess and Rena exiting the car while I heard a turned-on Bryce moan with "I'm coming, sweetheart."

"What the hell is going on in there? Who's coming?" Jess said as she chucked at us while walking our way. Rena had booked it inside the house. She knew exactly what the hell was going on. I was getting my vagina busted open and loved it.

"Go...oh God! Go away, Jess," I eventually let out as I moaned again at Bryce's love maker pumping itself in and out of me with ease. I could feel myself tensing up more and more which made me lose my composure. I was about to release so hard.

"Damn, Tiff. I'll let it slide since we're on vacay. This is going to be a good embarrassing story for the ladies. Enjoy your car fucking," Jess laughed as she walked away and let me scream signaling my heavy release flowing onto Bryce's manhood.

He had released seconds after I did and it was the greatest feeling ever. My body was so weak but this was just such a rush. It felt so good to get outside of my comfort zone and enjoy my time on vacay in more ways than one.

"I'll wipe myself off your bottom. Give me a sec," Bryce sad as he chuckled and grabbed a random hand towel just to wipe his cream off my ass. Greatest beach vacation I've ever been on.