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Tugging on my hand, she pulls me with her into the surf.
Being here with her today is the first time I’ve been back since my parents passed away. They used to bring me here as a young boy for a few days break here and there. Sometimes, as I got older, they’d bring Reece and Phoenix with us as well. Fun times.
“Hey, where did you go?” Mara asks, reaching up with her hand to push my hair back from my eyes.
“Thinking.” Regardless of what I said five minutes ago, I tug her into my arms with her back against my chest. I wrap my arms around her waist while nuzzling into her neck.
With memory’s running through my mind, I need her in my arms to keep me grounded and in the present. It’s so easy to go back there when I’m alone.
Hugging is fine though. Right? It’s not sexual. At least, not yet it isn’t. We need to talk about something to get my mind off my dick and what it wants to do to the girl in my arms. But about what? Ah, I know.
“I need a distraction,” I whisper into her ear and feel her shiver against me as I move us into deeper water. “Will you tell me about your blog?”
Although she’s standing still, I feel the air around us freeze
. Of course she had no idea that I know about her sideline hobby or business, which is surprising, considering how popular it is. About eight months ago I created a new email account so I could follow her blog without her being any the wiser. I also wanted to keep an eye on her—too many fuckers out there.
“How,” she clears her throat. “How do you know about that?”
I kiss her shoulder, and tighten my hold around her waist as a more powerful wave moves us with the force of it. The water is now lapping at Mara’s chest, cushioning and caressing her breasts. I’m unable to move my eyes from the sight, but as my dick makes itself known, I raise my head from watching over her shoulders and look out to sea as I reply, “I found it by accident.”
“Seriously?”
Laughing, I admit, “Well it depends on which way you look at it.”
She smacks me on the arm and tries to break free, but I won’t let her. “Simmer down, babe. I haven’t told anyone if that’s what you’re worried about. And to put your mind at rest I only know because I was on my way to the back of your house one time and overheard you on the phone. Your voice may have stopped me in my tracks for a few minutes and I overheard what you were saying. Although most of it didn’t register until about half way through.”
“So you spied on me? Is that what you’re saying?” She wiggles round to face me, her hands caressing back and forth on my arms. My hands are now resting on her hips, and as she moves closer there’s no hiding my erection.
“Not exactly, um—” What was I about to say? My brain doesn’t seem to be working with the waves pushing her against me—her rock hard nipples, rubbing against my chest—my cock rubbing against her stomach.
Closing my eyes, I try to count to ten to get rid of the lust clouding by brain, and the sensations running through my body. But opening my eyes, I see the same desire reflected back at me through Mara’s eyes.
Grinding my molars, I close my eyes again and turn her back around; I practically beg her, “Talk to me, Mara. Please distract me.” I hiss when her bottom rubs against my balls.
She chuckles and starts talking, “My blog hmm. I love what I have with Mara’s Thoughts. It isn’t a very original name, but no one else in my family has any interest in art so it isn’t likely they’d find it. When I started writing my reviews for the art books, I never in a million years expected to have such a huge following. Sometimes, I just sit staring at the numbers thinking next time I blink I won’t have any and that I’ll wake up only to find it’s all been a dream. I’ve always had my nose stuck in books—fiction—non-fiction—about art.”
“I remember in the summers you’d be lying in your mom’s hammock on the back porch with a book under your nose.”
“That was the best. I still do that. Robin insists I’d spend my life lying out back either reading or watching the sky. Out of all my sisters, I think she really gets me. Amanda just stays silent and goes along with everyone. Jessie is too hung up on being a silly teenager and she is too busy going after boys with her friends to notice anything at home. And well, Sarah, you know we don’t really get on all that well.” She shrugs. “But my blog is all mine and the contacts I’ve made through it will be approachable for after I’ve finished my art degree. I’m not a hundred percent sure where I want to specialize yet, which is frustrating—not just for me but my art tutor as well.”
“You’ll be amazing no matter what direction you choose to follow.”
I kiss her on the head and continue to look out at sea, following a yacht on the horizon before it disappears from sight.
I love Orange Beach at this time of year. The kids are still in school, students are still in college, which leaves the beach for visitors or locals. During the height of summer, some cool parties are held here, which I’ve been to in the past with the guys. But nothing has ever felt so right than being here with Mara—having her in my arms. My Sweet Mara.
“Why don’t you put all your college work to use?” She squeezes my arms. “Not that you working at the bar doesn’t mean anything, but all that studying and good grades.”
Sighing, I admit, “After my parents died I lost interest in so many things, that being one of them. My law degree is still there, but now I’ve had lots of time to think about it, and my life, I’m not sure that’s what I want to do anymore. In fact, I know it isn’t. It’s just hard admitting that. My father wanted me to follow in his footsteps, and he was beside himself when I told him that I wanted to study law at college. What I didn’t admit was that I was choosing that because Phoenix was. He probably worked it out, but he let it lie because it’s what he wanted.”
“What did you want to do?”
“Play ball.”
She starts laughing.
“Hey! Isn’t that what every boy wants to do? Play ball.”
