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“Yeah, well, that's pretty much all I know about this thing,” he shrugs. “Emmet paid a little bit more attention in the sailing lessons.”
“No I didn't!” I object, taking Bella by the hand and guiding her back through the door that leads to the waterbed that I know is here somewhere.
“What do you mean?”
“Take your clothes off.”
Bella puts her hands on her hips, tapping the toe of her sneaker.
“Fine. I'll take your clothes off,” I shrug. I reach out and with a flick of my fingers, that sarong is in a puddle around her ankles. She looks down in surprise.
“Hey!” she pouts. “I was asking a question!”
“I answer questions while you get undressed,” I counter reasonably. She seems to find this acceptable and turns around shyly, slowly unhooking the back of her coral bikini top. Dillon and I stand back, watching the show.
“Please continue with your story.”
“Oh, um…” I stammer, a little distracted
, “well there were sailing lessons. But there was also this girl…”
Bella clucks her tongue. “Okay, story’s over!”
“Actually, there's a bar at the harbor too in case you didn’t notice…”
“I said, forget it!” she says loudly, spinning around and whipping her top off. Her breasts jiggle, settling heavily, the light tan of her skin outlining her tits in subtle triangles.
Dillon and I are mesmerized.
“And you,” she continues, tipping her head and looking at Dillon. “Why are you being so nice today?”
He swallows. “What?”
She points at him accusingly. “You're being nice! It's weird. What's going on?”
He shrugs, shaking his head, then glances at me like I'm going to help him or something.
“I don't know,” he mutters. “I guess I'm in love too!”
“Oh shut up,” she scoffs, suddenly leaping toward him, raising her arms. He catches her smoothly, laughing and kissing her as they fall back on the waterbed. It bounces dramatically, shifting the weight from side to side as they giggle, wrapping legs around each other, looking like the mirror image of Bella and I on the prow of the boat in the picture that Kent took.
“Hold on,” I smile, carefully joining them on the sloshy waterbed. “My turn now!”
“You're so right,” she coos, flipping herself over so that she faces me. Her hand drifts over my cheek she smiles, crinkling up her nose. “You got some sun today,” she remarks.
“Yeah, they say the sun on the water is most intense,” I answer absentmindedly.
“Huh,” she sighs, “I never knew that either.”
I stare into her big brown eyes, wanting to come up with something else to tell her. Like a kid, I want to impress her, to spark that look of admiration she gives me sometimes. When she looks at me like that, I feel invincible.
But there’s more there too. Depths. Layers of Bella that go far beyond what we’ve seen so far. I find myself wanting to know more, wanting to plunge deeper into her. As she looks back at me, I see the hunger grow, see that unmistakable invitation in her stare.
Her bikini bottoms come off smoothly and in moments I'm naked, fighting between the twin urges of wanting to simply slide against her, to absorb her, and wanting to plow to the center of her, to own every inch of her.
I keep myself from taking her all at once, greedily, but just barely. She is so ready, so open and wet, I can't bear it another second and line myself up, ready to feel her wet and hot around me again. It feels just as good as the first time, maybe even more so. She is smiling, not a shred of fear in her eyes, but still so tight.
We come like the first time, exploding together as fireworks shatter in front of my eyes, temporarily blinding me. Dillon fists himself, holding himself against her until he comes too. She leans into him and he splashes his come all over her belly. It drifts between her tits, then slides down and pools in that beautiful oval belly button.
