Page 47 of The Snag List
‘Are you ready for this?’ Adam was squinting over at her. ‘It’s very complicated.’
‘Stand-up paddleboarding?’ Lindy grinned. ‘I think it’s the only sport where the name can double up as the instructions.’
‘Duh, what about “foot” “ball”? Anyway, I wasn’t talking about that – I was talking aboutthis!’ He lunged at her and unceremoniously dunked her head into the sea.
‘Jesus!’ She surfaced with a yell, spluttering and coughing. ‘You don’t know your own strength.’ She pretended to nurse the side of her head.
‘Aw, babe.’ He pushed through the water towards her. She waited until he was well within reach and launched herself at him. The idea was to dunk him, but due to their differences in size and strength, he just caught her in his arms and didn’t budge. They stood like that for a minute, her legs around his waist and her hands on his shoulders. ‘You the catch of the day?’ He smirked up at her.
‘Corny.’ She made to squirm away but then his hands slid from the small of her back and cupped her ass.
He leaned in, his breath hot on her cool shoulder. ‘After this, do you wanna go do it in the dunes?’ he whispered.
‘Another sport where the name doubles up as the instructions!’
Lindy was feeling optimistic this morning. Finn was minding Max and she and Adam had the whole day. She’d booked the paddleboarding, hoping a bit of loitering around while wet and barely clothed might jump-start things.
He kissed her ear as the instructor called to them. ‘You guys ready to go? The first thing we’re going to do is stand up on our boards and then paddle!’
The lesson lasted an hour and Lindy was willing it to be over. She was thinking about Adam’s words all the way through. In the sea, her senses felt heightened and there was a pleasant squirm of excitement in her belly, though trepidation was there too. She knew her nipples were hard, they pressed against her swimsuit, and she’d seen Adam looking. The knowledge that he was probably getting hard thinking about her nipples was exquisite but unfortunately jumbled in with a cacophony of conflicting feelings and intellectualising about their relationship.
She could not cope with another clunky ride. Her marriage couldn’t take it either. One more botched job in that department and they’d have to acknowledge how bad it’d got.
Live in the moment, she ordered herself. She made a pact with herself that this day was to be a hiatus from the constant agonising.
At the end of the lesson, back on the beach, the instructor practically fled.
‘You can’t blame the guy.’ Adam laughed, pulling her to his chest. ‘The randiness was palpable.’
‘Eh, speak for yourself. I was just minding my business, enjoying the wholesome water sport.’
‘Uh-huh, of course.’ He placed his hand between her shoulder blades and pressed her against him. His right hand trailed lazily up her ribcage, skirting her breast and tugging the strap of her swimming costume down until her breast was exposed. He didn’t touch it; he leaned in to the dip of her shoulder and groaned. It brought so much back. They were once good at this. Now he was pinching her nipple, then his fingers were inside her. The cold was shocking and divine at once.
‘We have to go somewhere, Lindy.’ His voice in her ear was urgent.
They hurried back over the dunes and up the path leading to where they’d parked. There were trees on either side, though they wouldn’t provide much cover. Still, Lindy was not going back to the car – it was going so well, and she sensed any return to reality would kill the moment.
‘Here.’ She pulled him off the path and through the low branches until they came to a depression at the roots of a large tree, slightly shielded from the path. He immediately pushed her up against the tree and pressed his erection hard against her. The bark was rough on her back. ‘Fuck, Lindy. You’re so beautiful. You’re so hot.’ His face was close to hers; he smelled like sea and his breath was hot in her mouth.
He says this to her.
‘What do you want me to do?’ He was staring at her intensely.
Don’t let the thoughts in.
‘I want you to suck on my tits,’ she commanded.
He yanked down her straps. When his hot mouth found her cold nipples, she wondered how much longer she’d be able to stand; a luscious warmth was spreading through her. She shimmied her suit off.
He pushed his shorts down, grabbed her behind her left knee, raising it to push into her quick and deep. She cried out and he thrust again.
‘I’m gonna come.’ Her words came out strangled. It was building, an intense, deep burst of pleasure, and then with each push more and more and more.
‘That’s it, that’s it,’ he muttered in her ear.
She gasped and came hard again. ‘Fuck,’ she breathed. He stopped pushing into her for a moment. ‘My back …’ she whispered.
He understood. He pulled out and eased her to the ground.
