Page 35 of Restored Dreams

“Got a cell phone on you?” Her eyes pinch deeper, and her mouth curls.

“Yes.” She’s lying, though. There’s no place to tuck a phone in her bikini or short skirt. I bend at the knees and wrap my arms around her thighs, hiking her up and over my shoulder.

“Brut,” she screams, laughing as her hands lightly smack my back. “You wouldn’t.”

My response is to race to the water’s edge. Knees high, I traipse into the ocean until I think we are deep enough. She bellows my name one more time as I call out, “Hold on,” and we go under. A wave crashes over us, refreshing my skin. I stand, righting Lily before another wave knocks her over. Her cap comes loose, and I reach out for it before it drifts away while still holding her hand. Lifting the sodden hat, I flip it backward and place it on my head. Lily’s breath catches as she looks at me. Her hands come to my cheeks, and she leans up on tiptoes in the water.

“You are so hot, Brut.” Her mouth crashes into mine, nearly knocking us back into the waves. I chuckle under her attack, and when she pulls back, a large smile graces her face. “But that was so mean.”

She’s still smiling, so I know she’s not really upset. Scooping up water, I rinse the wet sand off my shoulders and my chest. As Lily watches me, my heart races again. I like how she’s looking at me as though she might be the one to force us back in the water. I reach out for her waist and drag her to me for another kiss.

“I’m glad you walked down here,” I say as I take her hand and lead us to the shore. We head for my board.

“I feel kind of bad about yesterday.”

My head snaps in her direction as I lift the board from its perch in the sand. “What? Why?”

“The zoo. I feel like I bamboozled you into going. I wanted to make it up to you.”

“Lily pad, you didn’t make me do anything I didn’t want to do. It was the best first date ever. But I’m curious how you want to make it up to me.” My brow raises as we begin walking. I’m still wearing her cap backward on my head, and I’d like to hold her hand, but I’m carrying my board.

“I found a kayak cave tour. I thought…maybe…you’d like the adventure.”

“Hell, yes.” I chuckle, reaching out for her nape and drawing her to me for a quick kiss. “That sounds awesome. When?”

“In about an hour.”

“Oh my.” I laugh heartily, lowering my hand to link my fingers with hers.

“It could be our second date,” she says hesitantly, and I stop us by our joined fingers to kiss her again.

“I’d like that.”

We walk the remainder of the beach chatting about surfing, volleyball, and whether Lily’s ever kayaked before. As we reach the deck of our place, I set my board on the side of the house and head for the outdoor shower. It’s protected by the house on one side and thin fence panels on two other sides, but one part remains open. Lily stands on the deck as I turn on the water, her mouth opening as she points toward the door. She’s about to say something, but I’m not letting her get away. I reach for her and tug her under the spray with me.

“Oh my God, that’s cold,” she shrieks before my mouth crashes on hers. I can’t stop kissing her.

“I’ll warm you up, sugar,” I say against her lips, deepening the kiss and pressing her back along one barrier.

“The neighbors,” she whimpers between kisses. “They’ll see us.”

“Let them watch,” I growl, reaching for her soggy skirt and removing it, hearing it slap on the deck boards at our feet. My fingers make quick work getting under her bikini bottom. “You’re so ready for me, Lily pad.”

She moans as she lifts one leg to my hip. I push down my swim shorts just enough and lower her bikini bottoms. She wiggles her legs, forcing the wet material to the shower floor. Bending at the knees, I scoop under her center and impale her with one swift thrust. Her head falls back as her nails claw at my shoulders. We don’t match in height, and I reach for the back of her thighs, lifting her upward. Her legs wrap around my hips as I bounce her over me. Still pumped from the game and the date she planned, something snaps inside me.

“Were you saying goodbye to me this morning when we fucked?”

Lily gasps. Whether from the force of my thrusts or the sharpness of my words, I don’t know, but her mouth lowers to my shoulder, and she nips me in response.

“I’m not saying goodbye, Lily pad. I’m not saying goodbye ever again. You got that?” My fingers dig into the back of her thighs as her heels press into my backside. I’m so wound up; I’m not going to last.

“This is going to be quick, baby.”

“Give it to me,” Lily pants in my ear, and I explode. I stumble, releasing one leg as my hand braces on the backwall of the shower. My head lowers to her shoulder as I jet off inside her.

“Holy shit,” I exhale against her wet skin, and then I pull back to look at her face. “You didn’t.” It’s a fact. I was too quick.

“It’s okay,” she dismisses, pressing a kiss to my bicep.