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Peter
“I’ve never usedone of these before. It’s cool. I like it.” I scan the metal detector over the sand behind Claire’s house. It’s not beeping. I’d be content even if I don’t findanything.
“You really are an interesting man,” Claire says to me. She takes a long pull from her beer. As if this day couldn’t get any better, now we’re walking side-by-side on the beach and she’s making observations about me. I want to hear more. “You’re not afraid to talk about yourfeelings.”
“I like it,” I repeat. “There. Feelings. This isfun.”
“Okay,” she says, breaking away from me. “Answer me this. Have you been marriedbefore?”
“Nope.”
“Engaged?” she crooks an eyebrow at me. I give her a terse smile and a little shrug. She falls for it. “You’re kidding me. Alright, alright. I guess I had to assume you’d been that serious with someone before. How old are you, anyway? Thirty-seven, thirty-eight?”
“Thirty nine,” I reply. “And you’re correct. It does seem odd that a thirty-nine-year-old man who looks like me and acts like me would never have been engagedbefore.”
I give her another look and she melts intolaughter.
“You’ve never been engaged. You’re making fun of meagain.”
“The truth is, Claire, that I’ve never been serious about anyone before, or really, about anything. I inherited my business from my father, and my brother and I have had a lot of luck in life. But I never knew what luck really was until I metyou.”
She turns to me and I watch as her expression shifts. I can feel the guards around her heart tucking their swords into their sheaths and setting down their shields, taking their helmets off and putting themselves to bed. They can go do something else. They can go take care of someone else who needs their heart to be protected. Now it’s my turn to take care of her. I want to tell her I’m in love with her, but it is far too soon. Still, I know it’s what I feel. But even more than that, it’s what I’m promising to do. I resolve in this moment to take care of her always. To protect her and shield her from anything and everything. I’ll be her guardian. I’ll be her partner, hereverything.
“Claire, I have to tell yousomething.”
Her lips part and I watch her eyes as theysoften.
“What is it,Peter?”
“I’m…”
The sound of her dad’s beeping metal detector cuts me off but her attention stays on myeyes.
“Is that a piece of junk in your pants or are you just happy to see me?” she says, taking a small step tome.
“Nowyou’remaking fun ofme.”
I put the metal detector down so I can grab her by the waist and pull her against my chest. Brushing my lips against hers and tasting her is the most incredible thing I’ve ever experienced. I explore her mouth carefully, memorizing every inch of her pretty pink tongue, nipping on her bottom lip with my teeth, making her turn to jelly in my arms. Her hands come to either side of my face and I consume her lips as she moans against mymouth.
“Have you ever had sex on the beach before?” I whisper against me her I kiss down her neck. I’m not going to be able to resist her anymore. My cock is just too damn greedy a bastard to keep this train goingslow.
“Never,” she whispers. I take her hand and pull her against me, kneeling on the sand and laying her on her back. There’s only soft light from the moon and her house and we’re all alone out here. The air is warm like silk and I know her pussy is going to be just as smooth and twice assoft.
“I wanted to wait but I don’t think I can anymore. Having your ass up against my cock almost made me come in my pants. And then when I tasted your pussy for the first time I felt like a goddamnking.”
“Can we just kiss for now?” Her sweet, innocent voice is making me that muchharder.
“You don’t understand how much I want you. But yes, we can just kiss. That means I get to kiss you wherever I want,though.”
Her breath hitches in her throat as I kiss down her neck, gliding my hands to her waist. I stop there and pull her shirt up her big, round tits. I reach around to unclasp her bra so I can let them free. I capture one of her strawberry pink nipples between my lips and roll the other in my fingers. This makes her whimper and try to rub herself against my cock, but I keep her pinned beneath me, not letting her legs spread aroundme.
“Please,” she whimpers. I swirl my tongue around her nipple and latch down on it, sucking it like it’s a sweet little raspberry. Her fingers knot through my hair as she wiggles. “That feels too good. I can’t take itanymore.”
“Want me tostop?”
“No, please don’t stop. But I need you to do something else for me,too.”
