Page 10 of Beards and Bikinis


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Quickly, I clip up my hair and wrap myself in the large, white plush towel provided then step just outside the door to the sink.

Grabbing a bottle, I turn, but suddenly, I’m struck still at the sight before me. Chiseled abs dusted with manly chest hair that leads all the way down to a well-defined V with only a mere towel hanging around slim hips.

Milo.

He’s a work of masculine art. I’d never been around a man who didn’t wax his chest and shave his face. Black ink paints his arms, but I can’t make out the images, which makes me sad.

“How did I know that was you?”

His voice startles me back to reality, and my eyes flutter as I sheepishly focus on his face. It’s a really handsome face, but it’s dripping onto a body like I’ve never seen, and I want to take it all in. Map it out. Burn it into my memory. Keep it for tonight when I’m alone in my van, wondering if I should just find another job.

“Do you want me to give you privacy?”he says, starting to back up.

“No,” I say, a little too loud. Laughing, I try again. “Um, you just left me speechless for a moment. That’s all.”

That rogue smile spreads, and he nods but turns toward the mirror in front of him. He’s a good twenty feet away, getting ready at an adjacent station. He pulls out a comb and brushes his beard. The action makes me smile. I love that I get to see him like this, that I know he has a little beard comb—and it looks like a candy cane.

“I thought about you all night last night.” Milo says in a low baritone.

Smiling, I turn to the mirror as if I’d planned to get ready here all along and open the lotion bottle. The sweet aroma calms my nerves. I squeeze a dollop onto my palm and lock eyes with Miles as I put it on. I rub slow while his hungry eyes watch my every move.

“I thought about you, too.”

“I want to talk. Hear your boundaries and give us a real shot. You don’t have to say anything, right now. I’m technically your employer, and I don’t ever want to make you feel uncomfortable, so think about it. No pressure.”

“Oh, that’s an easy one, Milo. I don’t need any time,” I tell him honestly, turning flirtatiously toward him and popping my hip in an attempt to seduce him. If there’s anything I know about this man, it’s that he’s a gentleman. A true good guy. And he’s not wrong. He technically holds the power of my paycheck over me by employing me, but I don’t plan to stay at Grand Rapids forever. Although, now, the thought of leaving Mavis sounds terrible. It would be difficult, but in the end, not undoable. I’ve learned a lot, and I’m still learning, but I’m not afraid anymore. I can move on to another job if things don’t work out with Milo. I would rather see where this could go between us than regret not taking the chance on such an amazing human.

“I want you,” I purr.

His answering growl makes my legs clench, and I bite my lip. A rush of heat shoots to my core.

Without a word, Milo charges me. His fingers run into my hair with possession, and he takes my mouth in a kiss. It’s so hot my legs go numb, and I fall into him. In one quick motion, he lifts me onto the bathroom countertop. My legs wrap around his waist and pull him close as our mouths taste and explore each other. His skin is warm and wet as I trace his muscles, my hands roaming down to his towel, exploring every divot. His large erection makes my mouth water. The sheer size hasme questioning myself. I’ve never hungered for a man, but at the moment, I feel starved.

“You’re huge,” I spout, breaking our kiss.

With a cocky grin, Milo pulls away the towel and shows me just how big his package is. Nothing prepared me, even feeling it, I didn’t expect it to be this big. Panic starts to rise, but it still wages war with desire when he takes the crown of his big, swollen cock and smacks it on my sensitive pussy. I moaned turned on by the sight as much as the rapid thumping on my clit.

“Ouch,” I say when he drags himself along my needy but not wet pussy. Fuck, this is so embarrassing.

“I’m sorry,” he says and bends down. This titan of a man is naked between my legs and tossing my legs over his shoulders.

“It’s not your fault. You don’t have—”

All further train of thought evaporates when his tongue slides across my slit. His wide tongue laps a few times, enough for my eyes to roll back into my head and for me to fall back against the mirror. Perched on the edge of the counter, I balance as he eats me, each lick faster than the last. He is a true genius and shows off his smarts on my clit when a whole new sensation shoots up my spine and my toes curl. Never letting up, he makes new shapes against my bud while my fingers dig into his hair. My orgasm is right there, but I can’t tell him or utter anything at all. I’m strung into a tight knot, and I need to release like I need to breathe. Which has become harder to do as he relentlessly eats my pussy. He’s in full control of my body, and I’ve never felt safer or so intensely out of control

Then like lightning striking, I explode. My thighs clenched around his head as he continues to fuck me with his tongue, plunging in and out. I ride that beautiful beard until my entire body slowly becomes jelly. It’s then that Milo sweeps me off my feet and carries me over to my shower stall and sets me on the small wood bench. He goes to grab my towel and brings it back to me.

“Thank you,” I say, blushing.

Does he realize how dry I am or do I still need to have that awkward conversation.

“That’s what I was going to say,” he says with a wink. I guess it doesn’t really matter, right now. Maybe, we don’t have to talk about it.

“You want to get breakfast with me?”

I laugh at how cute he is. On his knees for me one minute and ready to feed me the next.

Swoon.

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