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“Forrest. Forrest.” She grabbed his head and pulled his lips away, not sure she could take much more. Her toes were curling and little, very distinct jolts sped through her, making her arch against him. “I—I—” She had no idea what she wanted to say. It was all too splendid.
Forrest kissed her, over and over, and when he started to lay her down, she panicked for a brief moment, believing they were still in the water.
They weren’t. Her fingers found warm sand, as did her back. She spread her arms out at her sides and dropped the back of her head into the sand. Those crazy, wonderful little jolts were still making her squeeze her thigh muscles.
Forrest unhooked her legs from his waist one by one, and lowered them onto the sand. Water washed over her feet and ankles. As it dawned on her that her eyes were closed, Twyla opened them and smiled as Forrest leaned over her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and luxuriated in a long kiss.
When he broke away, he whispered, “I’ll be right back.”
“No,” she whimpered, but he was gone.
However, true to his word, he was back a moment later.
She held up her arms to wrap around his neck again, but as she tried to pull him down, he lifted her off the ground by sliding both arms beneath her.
“Where are we going?” she asked, when he stepped into the water.
“I’m just going to rinse the sand off you,” he said. “I laid out the blanket from the basket.”
Holding her in his arms, he glided into the water and swam a small circle. Then he stood and carried her onto the beach. The little jolts had lessened, and were no longer stealing all of her attention, so this time when Forrest laid her down, she was able to fully appreciate the view. Him, in all his naked glory.
Unabashed and unashamed, she let her gaze roam over him, knowing he was doing the same to her. In silent communication, their eyes met and their smiles grew.
“You are so beautiful,” he said, his voice a bit raspy as he lay down beside her.
Knowing he’d never find fault in her, she admitted, “My boobs aren’t very big.”
Propped on one elbow, he chuckled and cupped one breast with his free hand. His hand and thumb had almost the same effect on her as his mouth had.
“I think they’re perfect.” He kissed one peak, and then the other. “More than a mouthful is a waste.”
Twyla had no response because he’d started to taste one nipple, and all those sensuous and wonderful sensations he’d created had leaped to life all over again. She grappled for some sort of control, but it was useless, and suddenly, for the first time that she could ever remember, she realized she didn’t want to control anything.
Forrest stroked the length of her side and her stomach, which sent those fiery little jolts into such chaos she released a pleasure-filled moan and arched her hips. His hand slid lower, igniting turmoil inside her like she’d never have believed.
Twyla gave herself complete freedom to experience each nuance of the pleasure Forrest brought forth. Legs spread, arms stretched at her sides, she encouraged him to caress and kiss her at will.
Her eyes were closed, soaking up the sweet agony of those toe-curling jolts, when the heat of his breath blew across the juncture of her thighs. She opened her eyes, let her smile assure him of her consent and lifted her hips off the blanket.
The first brush of his tongue sent a zip of sweetness clear to her toes. She’d had no idea this was part of lovemaking, but trusted Forrest completely. She bent her knees, giving him more room, but then she lost all train of thought.
Forrest took her to uncharted regions, licking her, kissing her, until she hooked her legs around his shoulders and arched her back as a cry of pure gratification left her throat.
The jolts were huge now, swirling and growing bigger, and multiplying by the thousands. Her breath was uneven, her heart racing, and the strain inside her was massive. She was sure she couldn’t take any more, but Forrest continued. He was a flyboy, and it was as if she was his plane, soaring higher and higher until there was nowhere else to go.
Then it happened, an inner explosion that released all the pressure within. It was as if she floated there for a moment, on some majestic cloud that cradled her in its softness as it slowly started to descend.
Just like his airplane, she returned to earth as smoothly as she’d left, and there was nothing to compare to the satisfaction swimming in her veins.
Too weak to lift an arm, she sighed heavily. “Forrest, if I didn’t know better, I’d say you lit a firecracker inside me.”
He didn’t answer right away, and she opened her eyes, wondering why. Another bout of excitement shot through her as she watched him roll on a rubber.
