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“I know,” he said. “I’m not driving right now. I wanted to… I mean… no offense…”

“What?”

“This is fun. But…”

“Not adventurous enough for you?”

“Can we like take some turns going quick? Can I go down into the water?”

“Not sure engines and ocean water would mix well,” I said. “But we can have some fun. As long as you feel in control, okay? Don’t push it.”

“I won’t. I promise. I want to pretend like I’m escaping from somewhere. Like pirates are after me. I just stole back the gold they stole.”

“Then let’s get out of here, kid!” I called out. “They’re coming up over those rocks!”

I jumped on my quad and punched the throttle.

Travis made a quick turn, throwing sand all around him and he caught up to me.

I secretly crossed my fingers in my mind that Sage was happily soaking in a hot bath and did not hear or pay attention to the roaring quad motors.

Then again… great…

Picturing Sage in a bathtub.

Alone.

That body of hers too. Sweetly submerged in hot water. The silkiness of her skin, meeting with the water. I felt idiotic as I pictured her breasts floating at the top of the water. Her dark pink nipples, that seductive hue of hers, calling to me. Teasing me. Then if she had her legs bent, just resting comfortably in the water. Or better yet, imagine if she was so relaxed she put her head back and parted her legs as far as she could. Her right hand then dipping into the water, traveling down her slippery skin, finally nestling between her legs. Her delicate fingers with the hot water and her hotter body. Touching her tender clit. Fingering her tight slit. Making herself come… thinking of me…

I felt myself slowing down on the quad, lost in the fantasy of my beautiful Sage masturbating…

Travis suddenly cut in front of me and turned really hard.

I stopped and he moved around me and pointed.

The kid had some nerve, that was for sure. Definitely no fear.

Kind of reminds me of me at that age…

Chills climbed up my back.

I turned my quad and spun around so I could follow Travis.

He moved down the beach a little faster than before.

He started to stand up too. Or at least tried to. Testing the waters on what he could and could not do.

I had to admit, his guts were making me a tiny bit nervous.

He moved faster.

And faster.

I throttled even harder to grab more speed so I could catch up to him.

I called out his name, needing him to slow it a little.

He was getting too close to the rocks with his current speed.

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