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But I am inside her now. She draws her bikini bottoms to the side and places herself on my cock. We fit flawlessly together. I wrap my arms around her graceful back, and my hand slides to her ass. I guide her hips with my hands while she slowly rocks against my thrusts. We grind imperceptibly under the blasting L.A. sun.
It doesn’t take much more than that. As we hold on for dear life, our murmurs and moans in each other’s ears become prayers and pleas.
“I’m gonna,” she mewls. “I’m gonna.”
“Let go, baby,” I rasp.
The moment I feel the rolling, clamping clenches of her body, I cannot hold back. I bury my mouth in the nape of her neck. We climax quickly and somewhat quietly, allowing our bodies to absorb the full brunt of it. We stay loosely intertwined, baking in the sun as we hum with the ultimate pleasure.
When the moment ebbs and our breathing returns to normal, Brynne perks up. “You gonna join me?” she asks.
I am indecisive until she presses her lips to mine and scorches me with a lazy, blistering kiss.
“Be right there, dear,” I murmur.
I think about just hopping into the water with my street clothes. I go below and change into my trunks. I am relaxed and casual on the outside, but I am confused and unsure on the inside. This weird and wonderful, beautiful woman makes me anxious. I cannot keep up with her.
It’s like Brynne is a woman who cannot be bought on any level. The flash and the flare of my lifestyle are not impressing her. She prefers the ocean to my boat, the inn to my home, and her bike to my cars.
“I’m starting to think Todd is the better match for her,” I mutter for my benefit.
Climbing the ladder down to the water, I say fuck it. I need to stop thinking I must control everything and go with the flow. And with that thought, I jump off the ladder and join her. After being in the hot sun, the ocean's chill is welcomed. Brynne swims to me like a sweet sea nymph.
“Oh, look,” I say so that only she and I can hear. “A mermaid.”
In a moment of seriousness and maybe a little desperation, I held her wrist so she couldn’t swim off and drew her arms around me. “I really care about you,” I whisper.
Her only answer is to kiss me and swim away. I chase her around until she leads me back to the boat's ladder. We shower in the bathroom and move to the bow to let our suits dry. There are vessels in the water, just hanging out. I don’t see anyone stirring.
Brynne lays groggily outstretched. Her body is flawless in the string bikini.
“You look like a poster,” I say, strumming the ties on her bikini bottoms lightly with my finger. “So, this is random, but do you ever feel you’re being watched?”
“That’s just you, I think,” she says, shading her eyes. “You were in the press the other day making out with Ursula.”
“Ursula?” I ask.
“She’s a sea witch,” Brynne giggles.
“Adrianne,” I laugh. “You know she set me up.”
“I figured it was something like that,” she replies confidently.
“I didn’t think you watched the news,” I replied, mildly surprised.
“I don’t,” she says. “I get teasers when I sign onto the internet or use my phone. Can’t avoid some things.”
She rolls over to look at me more comfortably.
“You think she keeps tabs on you?” she asks seriously. “You guys call her stalker. Is she really one?”
“I think so,” I say. “Borderline, for sure. Last night's party was her ‘hide in plain sight’ way to be involved with me.”
“So why did you go?”
“Two reasons. Gretchen really, really, really wanted to go to a fancy shindig, and I didn’t want to disappoint her, given all she does for me. More importantly, it gave me an excuse to be with you. I wouldn’t have missed seeing you in that dress for anything in the world,” I say so sincerely it hurts. “I wouldn’t trade last night and today for anything.”
Brynne touches my face tenderly and gazes warmly at me before asking, “Did you really say “shindig?”.
