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After Sergio’s polished off two sandwiches to my one, we’ve eaten juicy wedges of ripe watermelon and finished an entire quart of fresh lemonade, he wipes the back of his mouth and sighs.
“Forget dinner in Paris or champagne in Tuscany,” he mutters. “That beat anything I’ve eaten.”
“That’s just because you ran like twelve miles and swam like you were training for a triathlon,” I say, shaking my head.
“Maybe,” he says with a smirk. “Maybe it’s the nighttime workout that’s stoked my appetite.”
Despite all the work I’ve done to accept who I am as a fully sexual human being, the innuendo still makes my cheek flush pink.
“Sergio,” I say in a little voice. “Not in front of the others.”
“Oh, the others, who you couldn’t even see they were so far out a few minutes ago?”
But my heart’s already begun to beat a little faster, and I can’t help but reach for him.
“Anyway,” I say teasingly, my voice tinted with flirtation, one of my favorite new pastimes. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. Did we do something fun last night?”
“You little brat,” he says with a grin. I squeal and try to protect myself, but I’m way too slow. In seconds, he’s got me pinned beneath his weight, sprawled beneath him in gloriously helpless submission. In one swift move, he pins my wrists in one hand and cracks his palm against my ass with the other. “As if you forgot. I should’ve spanked you harder.”
My belly warms and the welcome pressure of need blossoms. “Spanking? You spanked me, did you?”
“Should’ve tied you better,” he says against my ear, with a little nip before he trails his tongue along the shell of my ear. I shiver and squirm, ticklish and aroused.
“Did you tie me up?” I say with a forced yawn. “It must’ve been terribly forgettable. Ahh!” I squeal when he clamps his teeth harder and sends a bling of pain and a wave of heat straight to my core.
His mouth at my ear, he whispers in a heated growl. “Should’ve made you come five times instead of three.”
“Yes,” I breathe, stifling a moan. “You should have, you slacker.”
“Ohhh, she’s getting bold,” he says, his voice laced with warning. “I’ll have to punish you for that, sweetheart.”
I close my eyes as his mouth meets mine, thankful the others are further enough out to sea and we have the beach to ourselves. I like being here on shore, the soft blanket warmed by the sand and sun, under the expanse of sun and sky, yet still somehow alone in our own little corner of the world.
I sink into the warmth of his kiss. Part my lips. And when I touch my tongue to his, I relish the masculine sounds of his sighs and moans. Perfection.
When we come up for air, the others are heading to shore. By the time they reach us, I’m nestled chastely but intimately in his lap, his chin resting on the top of my head.
“You guys!” Starla says, grabbing a towel from the heap I brought with us. “There’s an arcade! I have never been to an arcade before. Let’s go!”
Sergio nods to the blanket. “Eat first, Starla. You haven’t eaten since breakfast.”
“I’m not hungry,” she says with a little frown. Starla’s so thin I can see her rib cage, even though her own suit is modest and covers her well.
“Try,” I urge her. “I know how hard it is to stop the fun and do responsible things.” I give her a wink, playing this off as just a little friendly reminder. Starla has made so much progress, but she has a long way to heal yet.
Mario and Gloria head for the boardwalk and Timeo joins us on the blanket.
“You’d better eat quick,” Timeo says, snagging a few sandwiches. “I’m starving and if you don’t eat yours, I’ll be happy to toss those down the hatch.”
Sighing, she takes one of the sandwiches he gives her and to my surprise, eats nearly all of it.
Okay so maybe in ten or twenty years I’ll let him near her.
Maybe.
“I’ve got good news and bad news,” Sergio says. I know what he’s going to tell them since we talked about the text message he got an hour ago, but when we talked it was only bad news. I’m not sure what the good part is.
“Bad news first,” Starla says, wrapping up her bread crusts daintily. She never did like the crusts, but would be punished if she didn’t eat them. I never make her. “It’s easier to face the bad knowing there’s good to come.”
