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“Let’s get out of the surf.” If I could, I’d keep us in this moment for longer, but we are knee-deep in the waves.
I grab her hand and pull her towards the sand.
We stop to carry the boards in, picking our way through the people on the beach, and head for the shop.
She hands me the board after putting mine back on the rack, and I head through the door to my apartment entrance and the wet room to turn the shower on, cranking up the heat.
“Come on. It’s hot.”
Zennor follows, and I shut the door behind us.
She steps under the spray and makes a satisfying hum as the water rinses through her hair.
“You know, you really need to get out of that suit.” I raise an eyebrow and cast my eyes down her figure.
“Well, yeah. But that will kill any mood we’ve created here. Do you know how long it took me to get into this thing?” I can’t help but laugh as she waits for an actual answer.
“There’s a knack to it, I admit.” She looks cute when she gets serious like that. With slow moves, I pull the Velcro tab at the back of my neck and drag the zip down before yanking the suit over my chest and arms. I shove it to my waist. “See. Your turn.”
She turns around and tips her head forward, so, I oblige and pull the grippy Velcro tab and start on the zip, only, I take my time, revealing her skin beneath. Luckily, her bathing suit has a low back, and I peel the wet suit over her shoulders and leave it to restrain her arms.
My lips start at the nape of her neck and kiss down every ridge of her spine.
“Jayce?”
I can’t tell if it’s a plea to stop or carry on, so I choose the one I’m more invested in and kiss all the way back up to her neck.
As I reach her ear, she tilts her head back to lean on my shoulder. “Get me out of this?” This time her plea is clear, and I help as she struggles to pull her arms free.
She twists and runs her hands from my chest, up and over my shoulders and around my neck, pulling me down to smash my lips against hers.
The kiss is raw, passionate, and laced with a desire that beats through my blood with every thud of my heart. And I suddenly wish we weren’t trapped with layers of neoprene between us.Fucking wetsuits.
I push Zennor against the tiled wall, out of the way of the spray of the shower, and brace myself against the wall, my arms on either side of Zee, penning her in. If my hands get involved, I’ll be a goner.
Our lips kiss, our tongues explore, and my fingers have to grip the tile, stopping myself from grabbing Zennor and pulling off every scrap of material so I can have her here. Now.
I lick at the hollow of her neck and trail kisses down to the edge of her costume. The swell of her breasts is so fucking tempting, so I take her nipple into my mouth, flicking the tip to drive her crazy with need. But this is about more than sex or getting off.
No.
I pull back from the kiss and bite the lobe of her ear. “I’m not going to fuck you here, Zee. The first time we’re together and on the same page, I want to take my time. I want to savour you and know you’re right there with me—watch your eyes as I drive you crazy with my tongue or my touch. Do you hear me?”
She nods, and all I can do is hang my head. The imagery is raw, and I can taste her on my lips. It was fucking painful to stop, but fucking now would be too easy.
Maybe the wetsuits were a good thing after all.
She clears her throat and pushes my arms.
“So chivalrous of you.” Her grin is wicked, and I silently curse under my breath as I reach for the temperature dial and switch it to cold.
“Arghh, Jayce!” Zennor yells as the water chills and covers her in spray. “That wasn’t necessary.” She steps out of the way of the shower.
“I disagree.” I fucking need a cold shower. “Come on. We can pick up where we left off later.”
My wetsuit comes off easily, and I hang it on the peg at the end of the wet room.
Zennor has a little more trouble, and I help her balance as she stretches the suit over her knees and feet, finally freeing herself. There’s a towel I hand to her, and she quickly wraps it around her body, denying me the visual treat.
