Page 135 of Resting Beach Face
We tied up the boat behind the B&B and disembarked, a gentle breeze fluttering our hair as we stepped onto the dock.
It was a sweet, balmy night. I was relaxed and happy.
In love.
“Hey, Cash,” I said.
He turned toward me. “Yeah?”
“Remember when you said to tell you when it was the right time to rip my clothes off?”
His lips were on mine in a heartbeat, warm and inviting. He wasn’t forceful yet, still testing the waters with a tentative brush of tongue.
I kissed him back, opening for him, and giving back too, the want building gradually, rising from a simmer to a boil.
Cash trailed kisses along my jaw to my throat.
“It’s such a nice night,” I murmured.
He paused. “Does that mean I should stop?”
“No.” I threaded my fingers in his hair and tugged him back enough to look into his eyes. “I want you out here.”
He shuddered. “Fuck, really?”
“Is that too exposed for you?” I asked. “I don’t think anyone’s outside, but?—”
“Hell no.” He ripped his T-shirt off and shoved his shorts and underwear down. In three quick moves, he was entirely naked in front of me.
I sank to my knees, and he sucked in a sharp breath as I leaned in to brush my lips along his hard shaft. I raised my eyes to his. “It was really moving the way you claimed me tonight, kissing me in front of everyone.”
He swallowed. “Yeah? I’m glad that didn’t embarrass you.”
“No. We’re so different. Sometimes I need reassurance.”
Cash waved to his dick. “This is only for you now, Declan. I’m yours.”
The affirmation sent a wave of affection through me. I leaned in and took him into my mouth, sucking him slow and sweet, savoring the sounds he made as I edged him toward his end.
Cash tangled his fingers in my hair, holding tight. His eyes clenched and his jaw tightened. “Gonna?—”
He came in a wash of cum over my tongue. I did my best to swallow, sputtering a little. Cash dropped to his knees and kissed me hard, sweeping his tongue in and tasting himself on me.
He dropped his hand to the bulge in my shorts, caressing my length. “My turn.”
He pushed me down onto my back and attacked the button on my shorts. I stared up at the sparkling sky, need dancing through my body as Cash swallowed me down.
Heat, pressure, then sweet, sweet friction.
I came in a rush, my cry echoing and my pleasure pouring out to the whole sky.
We cleaned up in the lake and started toward the house, both of us exchanging goofy smiles. I’d surprised him tonight—surprised myself a little too—but I loved the freedom to express my love in whatever way felt right to me in the moment.
Sex. Kisses. Cuddles. Hugs.
Cash took whatever form of love I had to give, and he treasured it equally.
“Tonight was—” I stopped short as the sound of an engine cut through the night. “What was that? No one should be out right now.”
