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And you may never get this chance again.
She looked from side to side gauging the other patrons. Everyone seemed to be minding their own business. Maybe being nude wasn’t such a big deal.
She counted to three in her head then untied the sarong at her breast, letting the fabric fall away.
Immediately, Jack looked up from where he was rummaging around in their bag. But she didn’t acknowledge him. Leaning back, she rested her hands behind her body, soaking up the warmth of the sun. Letting it infuse her with strength.
She would embrace everything this mini-trip had to offer, everything the man beside her had to offer, because soon he would be gone and she wanted no regrets.
This time, she counted to ten before she pulled at the strings at the base of her neck and back.
…
The water lapped over the edge of the blue raft Jack had rented for Sterling. He enjoyed the sight of her wet body, and he especially enjoyed lathering the sunscreen on her exposed bottom. Bringing her to a nude beach was really just an acceptable excuse to touch her in public.
He waded through the water, each step taking him closer to the beautiful woman. One hand lay on the raft, the other floated to her side, her fingers tickling over the water as though it were a piano. The sight of her on that blow-up raft, naked on top, utterly relaxed…she wasn’t nearly as cautious as the Sterling he had met on the yacht two weeks ago. He liked to think he had something to do with her transformation, but in reality, he was just the means. Ultimately it was Sterling who had to make the changes. Jack dove into the water and came up beside her. He rested his forearms on the raft and shook his head to rid the excess water.
Sterling squealed. “You’re like a shaggy dog.”
“You looked like you could use some cooling off.”
He swam to the end of the raft and jumped up, laying his body over hers. She thrashed around when the water dripped over her body, but she couldn’t move much with him on top of her. The middle of the raft drooped, and for a minute, Jack thought they would tip.
“Be still.”
She stopped squirming. The raft settled.
She snorted. “You’re cold.”
Her laugh was infectious. Although they hadn’t spent tons of time together, he’d never heard her laugh so hard. He glanced down and groaned at the sight of her exposed, stiffened nipples. Dipping down, he covered one with his mouth.
Sterling moaned. Her hands tangled in his hair and pulled him close. “Jack. What are you doing?”
“What? It’s a nude beach.” A brilliant plan if he did say so himself.
“A nude beach, not a sex beach.”
“There are sex beaches? Maybe we should go there.”
A blush fell across her chest, visible, despite the red from the sun.
“Jack.” His name on her lips in a whisper was the sexiest sound he’d ever heard.
He slid down the raft, putting too much weight on the lower end, making the other end come up off the water. He slid farther down, his face skimming the juncture between her legs. He nuzzled his nose along her slit where the fabric had settled between her plump lips. Her hips squirmed with his light touch.
He kicked his feet out behind him and she rose up to rest on her elbows. But she slipped and the raft finally tipped, sending them both crashing into the water.
He swam to the surface before Sterling, who emerged with a deep breath beside him. The raft had floated away. She slicked her hair back against her head and squeezed the ends. Her actions caused her arms to push her breasts together.
“I told you we were going to tip.” Her voice was a murmur in the distance. “Jack?”
He lifted his gaze and stared into her soulful eyes. Immediately fire ignited in hers. It matched his own. She had come a long way from wanting to cover herself to exposing her bare breasts in public. He wondered how much further she’d go when pushed.
“Jack?”
He turned his attention back to her.
“Where’d you go? I lost you there for a minute.”
