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“That’s a cheesy line,” I tell him with a giggle. I reach up and take the ball cap off his head. “There. I can see your eyes now.”
He shakes his head, looking around.
“I’ll keep you safe,” I tell him. “Plus, I doubt anyone would come up here to see you. This is supposed to be a private beach.
“Supposed to be being the operative word there. You would be surprised what I’ve had to stop women from doing just because they saw me. Or the band.”
“Oh, do tell,” I say, waggling my eyebrows at him.
Shaking his head, he laughs at me. “Girls have scaled walls, they’ve interrupted birthday parties, weddings, and even pretended to be maid service just to see us.”
“Oh, wow. You are so in demand,” I tease him, my voice dripping with innuendo.
“Okay, okay, I hear you. You’re just making fun of me now.”
“I would never make fun of you, baby.”
“Uh-huh. I think you’re going to pay for that.” He flips me so that I’m lying on my back and his body is covering mine.
“What if someone comes up here and scales the deck just to get a look at the Derek Walsh.”
“Stop it,” he warns, tickling my sides.
I squirm under his touch and try to get him to stop tickling me, but my attempts are all fought off. He moves quickly, tickling behind my knees, neck, and ribs. Bringing his lips to my cheek, he trails kisses down my neck.
The giggles quickly turn into moans. “Derek.”
“Yeah, baby?” he asks, continuing his descent down my neck to my breasts.
“We really shouldn’t do this out here,” I warn him.
“It’ll be fine. No one can see us from up here.”
“I’m looking forward to people seeing your bare ass.”
“What about your bare ass when I’m pounding you from behind?”
I flush at the thought.
“Oh, I see someone liked that. You like the idea of people seeing you like this?” He trails a hand down my body and into my shorts, where he grazes my wetness. “Oh yes, someone really does like that. You’re already wet for me, baby.”
I squirm under his touch. “Derek,” I plead. I need him to touch me. I need friction or some type of movement or I’m going to combust. “Please, please. Touch me… or something.”
“Or something,” he says, stopping the grazing of my wet center. “What’s the or something you’d like me to do to you?”
The shrill ringing of a phone pulls us from our moment. I whimper in disappointment as he reaches for his phone.
“Yep, it’s mine. And it’s Serena,” he tells me, climbing off me and answering.
My body feels the loss of him immediately. I hate that he had to get up. I hate it even more that he’s talking to her. And so far away from me too. I just leave it be, though, and let him have his privacy. I sneak a peek in his direction and see that he’s pulling at his hair. Yep, she’s frustrating him again.
I go back to working on some content creation schedules and hope that he’s not on the phone long. My own phone beeps, and I look to see that Emma has sent me a message.
Emma: I would have called, but who knows if I’m interrupting anything. I wanted to check on you. How are you doing, girl? House all wrapped up?
I sigh and look over at Derek, who’s pacing back and forth, talking lowly on the phone to Serena. I figure I can make a quick phone call myself. I dial Emma and she picks up immediately.
“Hey! I thought you would be hanging out with the hottie. I’m surprised you picked up.”
