Page 27 of Beauty and Kaos

I turn to look at Nick and notice he’s staring at me expectantly.

“What?” I ask, trying to swallow my smile as I look back out at the girls playing in the surf.

“Well, I haven’t seen her naked,” he says, crossing his arms.

“She wasn’t naked. It was just a... chance encounter.”

Nick sighs heavily. “And now?”

I pull my shirt off, and stub out my smoke.

“Hold on, what are you doing?” He asks, cocking his head at me in question.

“Swimming with the sharks.”

He shakes his head in disbelief.

I leave my jeans on because one of the nearly naked women does belong to my best friend, and my cock wants every part of this. Then I walk into the sea, ducking beneath a wave and paddling over to the girls. As I approach, I shake the water out of my hair in a shower of tiny glowing droplets, and Mia splashes me.

“At least Zaden’s not afraid of the fishes,” Mia says loud enough for Nick to hear her from the shore. She swims over to Ivy and pulls her beneath the water’s surface, her breath catching on a quick yelp as Ivy reverses their positions and pushes her under. She pops back up, sputtering and laughing, turning her attention to me. I dodge them both, staying just out of reach.

A splash behind us catches my attention, and I turn to see Nick paddling over to join us. He swims up behind Mia and pulls her to him, his mouth moving from her ear down her neck until she shivers. She clears her throat.

“Okay, excuse us,” she says, giggling as she shoves him off and swims back toward shore. They only make it a few feet away before she pulls him back in, wrapping herself around him and fixing her mouth on his.

I turn my attention to Ivy, our eyes locking across the glowing sea as I circle her like a predator.

“And then there were two,” I say.

She shakes her head. “This is a really bad idea.”

“Don’t worry,” I tell her. “You’ll see the sharks coming from a mile away, like a glowing torpedo.”

“Not that,” she adds. “You. And me.”

I smile. “I know.”

“No, you don’t.”

Then she splashes me, sending a wave of blue sparks raining down on me. My eyes lock with hers, amusement reflecting back within their green depths. It’s on.

I splash her back, blocking her waves as I advance. She kicks to escape, but every move in the darkness is highlighted in the water. She’s quick, but I catch her, grabbing her foot and pulling her back toward me. She tries to tug her foot away but my grip is solid. My hands slide from her ankle up her leg and along the back of her thigh.

When I can reach the small of her back, I pull her into my embrace. She laughs, panting against me. Her skin is smooth against mine, the lace from her bra rubbing against my chest with every breath. We move with the waves, my hardened cock pressed tight against her thigh through the wet fabric of my jeans.

“Down boy,” she says with a smile, chewing her bottom lip.

I reach out and touch her hair, playing with the long purple tendrils.

“You should let me take you somewhere,” I say, my eyes meeting hers.

“Like to bed?”

I smile. “Like to dinner.”

She nods. “Ah. Like a date.”

I nod. “I cook. You should come over and let me cook for you.”

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