Page 15 of Spring Break With A Gold Medalist

“I should have… foreplay…prepared…” His hands pull me back as his hips jerk forward.

“Stop talking. Make me come.”

“There’s my bossy baby doll.” No more words are needed. The only sounds are the rising intensity of our uninhibited, pleasured cries, the slap of skin against skin each time he pounds into me. The pressure builds. I use the pommels to lift myself until my feet don’t touch the floor, giving him another angle. One hand moves from my hip to find the firm bundle of nerves aching for his touch.

One harsh word joins my panting breaths. “Now.”

Thumb tight and circling against my clit he buries himself deep within me. Wave after wave of a powerful orgasm blasts through me. My scream echoes off the gym’s high ceiling. The sound has barely faded when his shout rises as he joins me.

He collapses against my back, then eases some of the weight by wrapping his arms over the pommels. Our panting breaths are loud in the quiet space. “Holy fuck, baby doll.”

“No kidding.”

“Maya, I have something important to say.”

“I don’t know if I have energy to talk.”

He straightens, steps back, then pulls my skirt down and helps me stand. I turn and kiss him. “Okay, lover. Say what you have to say.”

“Maya, I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

“Will you marry me?”

Tilting my head, I stare at him. His brows get lower the longer I remain silent. We’ve only just begun this relationship. It’s been fast. But somehow the timing seems just right. Why prolong the inevitable?

“Of course I will.”

epilogue

Maya

Four Months Later

Ellie and my brother are coming back to Love Beach now that their tournament schedule is winding down. I moved into Phil’s place a couple months ago but kept the vacation rental so they have a place to stay. Although Ellie’s hinted at looking for a house to buy. They both say big changes are coming but won’t say anything else. I’ve talked to Phil about it and all he does is grin and tell me not to worry about it.

I don’t like it when people keep secrets from me. Once Ellie and Sean are settled, therewillbe a discussion. Until then I’m so looking forward to having my bestie and brother close. Maybe we can settle the final plans for their wedding. I’m moving great now. The extra work in the gym—and the personalized attention from the owner really helped. I’m ready to walk down the aisle for Ellie so before long she can walk down mine.

We meet at the Sandy Sipper and as a treat Nyla serves us the beach volleyball special sandwiches she created for the Love Beach tournament. Ellie and I do the majority of the talking, because there’s a ton of stuff to catch up on, so much that couldn’t be said in letters, texts or phone calls. Our men remain indulgently silent.

“We need to settle on the location for our wedding soon,” Ellie says while staring out over the beach. Then she gives me a side-eye glance. “Before I grow out of my dress.”

“That makes no sense, Ellie. As long as I’ve known you, you’ve looked the same. Not even those fabled freshman fifteen made any difference.”

“I only gained five pounds freshman year.”

I give a soft snort. “Whatever. Is there a problem with your dress? I thought you’d settled on one months ago.”

“I did. And I love it. I don’t want to give it up just because I’m pregnant.”

It takes a long moment for her words to sink in. I lean forward then surge to my feet. She rises and we squeal as we hug then jump in a small circle.

Sean elbows Phil. “Told you.”

Jerking to a stop, I glare at the love of my life. “You knew about this?”

He has the gall to not even attempt to look repentant. Instead he winks. “Yep. Calm down, honey. We’ll talk about it later.”

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