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He looked suddenly panicked. "But I thought we said—"
"Right now, we’re only up to a one-night stand." I chuckled. "You should see your face. Don't worry, Cole, I’m still not interested in marrying you. But if you're hoping for a fling, we're going to have to go at it a couple more times at least."
"Sounds like a challenge."
"It totally is a challenge."
His eyes flashed with excitement. "Say, Elara, have you ever been night swimming?"
***
Baby monitor in hand, we locked up the trailer and made our way down to the private beach, laughing and shushing each other like a couple of giddy teenagers sneaking out past curfew.
Cole started peeling off his clothes before we got anywhere near the water, and I followed suit. The moon was a white smile in the sky, making Cole's body glow like silver. He stood by the shore, and my eyes traveled down his body, over his pecs, past his hard abs, over that beautiful 'v' shape, and down the mound of hair which topped his thick, dangerous-looking cock.
Like an animal, I licked my lips.
"What are you waiting for?" he asked, eyes sparkling. He ran into the sea, letting out a whoop of delight as his powerful body crashed into the surface.
Then, he emerged a few seconds later, hair soaked through, blinking seawater from his eyes.
"Is it cold?"
"Be a hell of a lot warmer with you in here."
I wasn't as bold as Cole. When I plucked up the courage to dip a toe in, I discovered, to my surprise that it wasn't quite as icy as I'd been expecting. "It's not exactly a hot tub, is it?"
"It's the fucking ocean," he said, grinning. "We love it because it's cold. We love it because it's wild."
So, I went in, shivering at first, skin puckered from the cold, nipples hard as ice. I made my way to Cole who grabbed me. He wasn't cold. He was hot as the sun.
And he kissed me like the world was ending, fierce and desperate, as if this moment was all we had left.
His hard cock pushed against my belly as he pulled me tight against him. I whimpered as he pushed his fingers between my legs and I cried out his name, louder than the waves as he lifted me.
"Fuck," he said, "no condom."
"I'm on the pill—clean, too."
"You sure you're okay with it?"
"Never been more certain."
I didn't have to wait long before his warmth and hardness were buried in me. This time was different. We moved together, him holding me as though I was weightless, me pushing back into his thrusts.
The taste of the sea and the sight of the moon and the touch of his hands and the cool of the water and the swirl of our sex was overwhelming. We cried out together and soon I was shuddering and he was firing into me so hard and fast that we were flying through time and space, making the impossible possible.
"Elara," he said, kissing my forehead as we rocked together in the waves. “You do something to me.”
“I know,” I whispered. “Because you do it to me, too.”
As we walked back to his trailer, he wrapped a towel around me, holding me tight.
"Now it's a fling," he said, pulling me toward him and kissing me slowly.
"Now it's a fling," I echoed, wondering just how far and hard this feeling was going to fling me.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
