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“Are you ready for a swim?” He urged her up, then carefully pulled her panties down her thighs, glorying in the beautiful scent of her frustration.
The poor girl didn’t answer, so he sat on the sofa and pulled her into his lap. When he kissed her she moaned, and he rearranged her until she straddled him. Shamelessly, she ground her pussy against his shorts-covered erection. The feeling of her damp softness pressed against the thin fabric of his bathing suit made him thrust against her. He fantasized about yanking down his shorts and burying himself inside her. In irritation, he swatted her ass, but she only moaned and kissed him harder. She was gasping and about to come when he urged her up.
“Noooo. Please, Sir. I need an orgasm.”
“You don’t need an orgasm, you want an orgasm. There’s a difference, spoiled girl.”
If she came, he’d come, and there was no way he was getting off in his shorts. He hadn’t had such an intense and frustrating dry-hump session since fucking high school. Those days had seemed like they were long over, but apparently months of frustration were in his future.
She sobbed quietly, but no tears came. Briefly he considered throwing her on the coffee table and getting her off with his mouth, but even that might set him off. His balls ached. Why on earth was he doing this to himself?
“I don’t want to go for a swim,” she complained, then balked and backpedaled when she realized he was taking her outside naked. “No! Someone will see!”
“No one will see. There’s no one around,” he reassured her. She hid behind him then peeked around his shoulder to survey the beach. It was empty except for a few gulls and several judgemental-looking shells.
“So when we’re here, I just swim naked?”
“Yes, unless you can’t handle it when Banner and Ambrose are here with their women. They’ll play in front of us though. You’ll just have to get used to it.”
“You’d keep me naked, even in front of them?”
“Yes, if you agree to it. They’ll look at your pretty body, but they won’t touch you.” Well, Ambrose might have if he had permission, back in the day, but since he’d been with Everly he’d been a one-woman man, not that he’d ever been a cheat. It was a good thing, because punching out one of his two best friends might put a damper on their friendship. And that was if Everly didn’t get to him first.
He brought her under the shelter of the pagoda, then went back in to get the sunscreen. Varushka got braver and ventured to the water’s edge. The water lapped her toes, and she grinned like a happy child. Her hair shone like fire in the light of the sun, now only a few hands above the horizon. The curve of her small breasts and narrow hips drew his eye, and he would have to have been dead not to check out her sexy little ass. It was her face, though, and her expression of wonder as she watched the waves that moved him.
“It feels like we found the end of the world. Look! It’s like there’s nothing left in that direction but the sea.” Varushka crouched down and picked up a handful of sand, then let it trickle through her fingers. She found a small white shell and rinsed it in the water, then slipped it apologetically into his pocket.
“Can you hold this for me? I have nowhere to put it.” Her wry smile forced him to kiss her—a warm, affectionate kiss that made him feel lighter.
He opened the bottle of sunscreen and warmed some between his hands. “I’m going to put some of this on you so you don’t fry like a piece of bacon out here.” She nodded, and he smoothed lotion over her fair skin, enjoying the feel of her under his hands.
“Where are the sharks? How far can I go without getting eaten?” she asked, standing on her toes to see farther into the water, and shading her eyes with her hand.
He snorted. He’d eat her in the pagoda if she wasn’t careful.
“Sharks don’t usually come in this close. It’s safe to swim here.”
“Really? I thought they would be right there where I could see their fins, like in the movies.” She pointed to a spot about five feet away.
“Nope. Every year more people get killed by vending machines falling on them than by shark attacks.”
She laughed. “It’s good I don’t like soda much, then.”
He greased her legs, then her ass, going far enough into the cleft to graze a finger over her asshole.
“Hey!” She grimaced comically.
“You wouldn’t want to get a sunburn there,” he said sagely.
“Rude.”
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“You have no idea how many rude things I plan to do to your ass.”
Her mouth dropped open and she looked around like there could be invisible listeners lurking nearby.
“And your mouth. You might want to close it before you give me ideas.”
