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This guy is going to think I’m a total wack job.
“It is okay,” Valentino said as he once again pulled me closer. “I like your taste.”
I looked over at him and his boyish grin won my heart. He looked so genuine. He still liked me.
I hugged him tight and rested my head on his chest. He ran a hand through my hair. I loved his attention and his confidence. It was refreshing being with a guy who was so sure of himself. Who was so sure of us.
I’d forgotten how good it could feel having a boyfriend. The first few dates, the flirting, the stolen glances, the secret rendezvous, and the love making.
The love making. Then the fucking.
It always turned to that…the fucking. Love making always disappeared at some point. Followed by the mad dash to get out of bed and into the shower.
Sad.
I glanced up at Valentino, at his beautiful bronze face, and he grinned again. I felt the corners of my mouth start to stretch open. I was smiling effortlessly.
This wasn’t realistic though. I knew it and he knew it. We were both in it for the same thing. My Cancun conquest. As I thought about it, I realized how stupid that sounded. Conquest.
It sounded like a video game or my attempt at locating the treasure found at the top of a mountain and only reachable if I followed the map on my secret scroll.
Valentino wasn’t a conquest.
He was more like an escape, a fantasy man, a delicious cocktail I wanted to drink up.
I looked out on the water and at the moon starting to shine, its light cutting a path across the water and right toward us. Nature’s spotlight highlighting our desire for one another.
Valentino was a cocktail alright. My cocktail in the moonlight. My margarita by moonlight. And tonight I’d drink.
With the ocean breeze washing over us and the cart bumping along the rugged beach, excitement was already in the air. So when Valentino’s hand settled on my thigh, his thumb placed strategically close to my panty line, I felt a sudden thrill like I was on my way to my first skydive.
The nervous butterflies began fluttering around in my stomach. I couldn’t wait to get him alone.
“You look very sexy,” he whispered in my ear.
He moved the bottom of my dress up a little bit and slid his hand inside. He touched me, his palm on my inner thigh, his fingertips nudging my clit.
I felt my heart speed up. It happened so fast. With it, my breathing followed. I nearly gasped when he touched me.
“You’re very sure of yourself,” I said, not even thinking about removing his hand.
He circled my clit with his
finger, then put his fingertips in the groove around it and moved it up and around masterfully like he was tracing the shape of a rainbow. It tickled and made me clench my ass.
“I like that,” I told him.
“I like you,” he reminded me.
Then he grabbed the back of my head and kissed me. It was strong and smooth. No rush, but wanting. He wanted me. He kissed me with such passion.
I nearly climbed over him and straddled him in the seat. I would have if we’d been alone. I wanted to feel him too so I reached over and put my hand between his legs. He was soft, but big. I wondered how horny he would need to get before it stiffened. I gave him a little pinch.
“You are very sure of yourself too,” he said.
I kissed him again, this time I was the aggressor. I licked the inside of his mouth like I was starving and needed to feed.
I rubbed at his cock, tracing my fingers along the outline of it and it started to move.
