Page 56 of Blue Hawaiian
Sure as hell didn’t see that one coming.
He tried to shake off the encounter, but Gabi had gotten into his head, making him question his involvement with Jess. She’d told him she’d be fine with a no-strings affair, but what if she ended up wanting more, like she had when she was eighteen? He didn’t want to break her heart again.
“Hey there, handsome.” Jess slithered through an opening in the hedge. She tugged on his arm, pulling him along until they were standing on the beach. She kicked off her sandals and wiggled her bare toes in the sand. “That feelssogood.”
“What are you doing here?” He glanced back at the luau to ensure Marc and Gabi weren’t standing nearby.
“The luau’s about over, so I came to see you.” She leaned into him, her voice a husky whisper. “Let’s go have sex on the beach.”
He groaned. “I didn’t bring anything with me. Sorry.”
She gestured to the large, woven handbag she was carrying. “No problem. I went up to my room and grabbed the supplies we needed. This Little Girl Scout is fully prepared.”
Cupping his face, she claimed his lips. She tasted of rum and pineapple, and the intoxicating aroma of her perfume aroused his senses. The feel of her body, pressed against his, aroused him even more. When she smoothed her hands under his shirt and stroked his back, he lost all resistance.
He released her. “Let’s walk up the beach. It’s too public here.”
“Good plan.” She slipped her hand into his and squeezed it.
They walked along the sand, past other couples, some in clinches and others strolling along the oceanfront, as the waves crested and dissolved into foam. He blew out a long breath, releasing the pent-up frustration he’d held in all evening. Forget Gabi. He knew what he was doing, and so did Jess. This was their vacation, damn it.
“This is so romantic,” Jess said. “I love it here.”
The joy in her voice warmed his heart. He wanted to make her happy. To give her whatever he could, even if it was only for a few days. “Have you ever done this before?”
“Had sex on the beach? Out in the open? No way. What about you?”
“Nope.” For all his carousing, he’d never been tempted. Not until now.
They ambled for another twenty minutes until they were far beyond the resort. Jess tugged on his hand, bringing him over to a secluded area, under a couple of palm trees. “Here. This is perfect.”
If he’d had more to drink, he might have fewer inhibitions. What if someone saw them? Would they call the police? Was sex on the beach a crime? Or an offense worthy of getting ticketed? He could only imagine his family’s reaction if he got arrested for indecent behavior. They’d never let him live it down.
But when Jess took a folded-up towel out of her handbag and laid it on the ground, he couldn’t bear to disappoint her. He’d just have to take the risk.
He laughed. “You planned this, didn’t you? Naughty girl.”
She gave him a flirty grin. “Let’s just say I decided to plan ahead for once in my life. I brought condoms, too.” She plopped onto the towel and reached behind her, giving a huff of frustration. “Can you help me with the zipper? I want to get this dress off.”
As much as he wanted to see her naked, he didn’t like the idea of her being so vulnerable. “Maybe just leave it on. Okay?”
“Okay. Good thing I’m not wearing any panties.” She giggled. “That makes it easier for you, right?”
His last shred of resistance vanished. He knelt beside her and lowered her onto her back. She looked up at him with big dark eyes, her need evident. He undid her zipper, just a little, so he could free her gorgeous breasts.
“You are so damn sexy,” he murmured as he swirled his tongue over one nipple. She moaned in response, tangling her fingers in his hair.
He hiked up her dress, but she gave a yelp and squirmed underneath him.
“You okay?” he asked.
She reached under the towel and pulled out a rock. “This was digging into me.” Once she tossed it aside, she lay back down. “Much better. I’m ready whenever you are.”
He hated to dispense with foreplay, especially since he loved the way she reacted to his touch, but a hotel guest could walk up the beach at any minute. He fumbled with his zipper, tugging his shorts and boxers down around his ankles. Despite his uneasiness at getting caught, his dick had no such fears. He was hard as a rock.
“Hang on.” Jess reached over to her handbag and pulled out a condom. “I picked up some extras at the hotel gift shop.”
Damn, but she was cute. And sexy. And incredibly eager, despite the risk of being interrupted. “You’re not worried about getting caught?”
