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That kiss got hot and heavy pretty quick.

First his hands roamed from my face down to my waist, and then finally to my ass, which he held good and tight as he pulled me hard against his body.

Meanwhile, I started rubbing my hands across his chest… and then went lower to his abs… and before I knew it, I was stroking him through his jeans – every long, hard, thick inch of him.

Mmmm…

You can’t turn a man on like that and not expect him to return the favor. He squeezed my breasts as we French-kissed, then unzipped my jeans and slipped his hand down between my thighs.

Oh God

“Fuck… you’re so wet,” he whispered as the tip of his finger massaged my clit, making my knees buckle.

A really big wave crashed on the shore (that’s not a metaphor – it was an actual wave on the beach), and I came back to reality.

We were in a public place, for God’s sake, feeling each other up like two horny teenagers.

A deserted public place, yeah… but still.

“Maybe we should take this back to the cottage,” I murmured, then moaned as he slipped one finger inside me. He pulled it back out, wet and slippery, and caressed my clit some more.

“Let’s do it here,” he whispered as he nibbled at my neck.

“…what? No…”

“We fucked the other night in the desert,” he reminded me.

“Nobody was around!”

“Nobody’s around here, either.”

He had a point… I guess…

I couldn’t concentrate. I was inching closer and closer to orgasm, and my thinking was getting foggier by the second…

“Let’s do it here,” he growled.

“No…”

“Yes…”

I didn’t say anything this time. With his finger doing what it was doing, it was way too difficult to speak coherently.

Somehow his fly had come undone – did I do that?! – and I was stroking his bare cock now, loooong strokes up and down his shaft, his skin hot and feverish in my hand.

I was barely aware I was doing it. I was too distracted by his kisses on my neck and the waves of pleasure fluttering through my thighs as he started rubbing my clit faster, firmer.

“Fuck me here,” he growled.

“…ummmmmm,” I moaned as I felt the pre-cum on the tip of his cock suddenly make my fingers slick.

As my hand glided over him, wet and slippery, I imagined I was actually fucking him… and suddenly I wanted to do that very, very badly.

“Is there a place… to do it in private?” I gasped as my pussy gave a little contraction, sort of a mini preliminary orgasm.

In answer, he guided me back to a little ravine near the cliff. It was back far enough from the shore that nobody could see it unless they were right there at the opening.

We would have looked a sight if anybody’d actually been around to see – us stumbling, kissing each other, him with his huge cock out and me giving him a handjob as his hand vibrated inside my pants.

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