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The afternoon sunbeats down on Lily’s shoulders, and my toes wiggle six feet deep in the sand. The dark strands of her hair are tied in two symmetrical knots on top of her head, and a soft redness tickles the skin of her nose from our day at the beach.

“The more I stand here, the more I realize I dug my own grave.”

“You did.” Lily gives me a half smirk. “If I buried you laying down, it wouldn’t be as cool.”

“You’ll be the death of me.” Granules of sand massage my torso with each push of her palms.

I’ve found myself looking forward to this Sunday—the only day of the week I can spend with Lily, uninterrupted.We’ve been in Brazil for about two weeks now, and I haven’t stopped craving her.

There also haven’t been enough opportunities to try and figure out what Lily has been up to when she’s alone. I know that she isn’t spending all those hours on her laptop looking for a job.And she’s been so secretive the few times I’ve caught her typing away on her keyboard.

One thing I know for sure is that I want her to spend the summer with me. Maybe that mysterious obligation is the reason she’s making excuses not to stay?

“Still haven’t bought your ticket home?” I probe.

“No.”

Good.“I think it’s because somewhere in that big brain of yours, you know you want to stay here. With me.”

“Oh, you never stop, do you?” Lily sticks her tongue out at me.

After I’m covered up to my neck, she forms two mounds in front of me with a giant smile plastered onto her face. I’ll be cleaning sand off of myself for hours, but the ecstatic shine in Lily’s eyes is worth every second.

“What are you building?”

“Well, you can’t seem to keep your hands off my breasts since we made our little agreement.” She pinches a sand nipple. “Now you’ll have some of your own to play with.”

“To be made in your image is a privilege.” A teasing grin crests my face. “Also, need I remind you that you didn’t seem to mind my teeth around—”

“Shut up.”

“Now, the real question is: are you going to let me borrow your bikini to complete the look?”

Lily reaches behind her neck and tugs at the crimson strings of fabric. A surge of anticipation explodes through me, and all the blood from my head drains into my dick.

“What are you doing?” My voice shakes with a panicked whisper.

She gives me a devious expression. “You just said you wanted my bikini.”

“Lily, don’t do it.”

“Oh, come on.” Her face is clad with defiance as she pulls apart the knot.

Both straps collapse off her neck. One of her hands remains glued to the bikini top, pressing the thing to her tits.

And there’s nothing I can do about her sudden misbehaving streak.

“I didn’t mean right here, in front of everyone,” I bite and desperately attempt to shake myself out of the sand.

“When did you become such a prude?”

“I don’t like people staring at what’s mine.”

Both straps dangle in front of my eyes.So close, but so out of reach.

“Oh, no?” Lily asks in a coy voice before she shuffles her knees closer to me. Her stomach presses onto the top of her thighs.

“Don’t do it.” I scowl, trying to keep my pleading under control.

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