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“That would never happen. I have a fairly good way of keeping you in shape.”

“You mean you’re going to actively fuck me skinny?”

“The minute he was going downhill, my dad stopped eating. So now I have a thing about it, and it makes me anxious.”

“Huh,” I chuckle, trying to ease the heaviness between us. “You’re a feeder.”

The jokey retort doesn’t do much to cheer the mood, making me wish that I had just given him what he wanted without all the to and fro. Worse, I feel like a complete twat for trying to make light of the way he feels over my eating habits.

Freddie nips my lobe as the waves lap around us. While I nuzzle into his warm chest, breathing in his leathery scent mixed with the brine of the beachy air, he walks us a tad deeper, hoisting me higher up his chest, close enough that he can suck the side of my boob into his mouth.

It feels far too good, and when he pulls away, I can’t help but whine in protest as he tells me, “Dip your feet.”

I do as he tells me, and once my feet have grown used to the slight bite of the water, he slowly eases me in.

“I want to do something normal with you. It’s what the others do, and it works. They’re happy.”

“Are you asking me out on a date to make me happy?” There’s a wary look about him, as though he’s unsure of the right thing to say. “A date is very normal. Very civilised too for a caveman.”

“There’s a nice pub in the village that we can grab dinner at and—”

“Freddie…” The rock of the waves pushes me flush to him, and the small smile that lights his face makes my heart skip a beat. “You can take me anywhere you want.”

“Anywhere?”

“Yep. I’ll let you do anything to me.”

His eyes glint a bright blue—mischievous and wicked—and without warning, he hugs me and throws himself back into the waves, taking me with him just as he did into the lake. Without letting me go, he kicks us back up to the surface and farther away from the shore until we’re buoying in the deep water.

“You need to give me warning when you do shit like that,” I sputter.

Freddie laughs, freer and louder now that we’re well away from company. Out here the sun feels hotter and brighter as it gleams off his wet skin and blond hair. While I fix the few-sizes-too-big bikini top that Arabella lent me, he coils an arm around my waist, slipping his hand into the bottoms. Cupping my pussy, he runs his middle finger through my folds.

“What’re you doing?” The gasp whooshes from me as he pushes the thick digit inside me.

“Whatever I want.”

“Okay,” I sigh heavily, nodding at him as he strokes in and out of me, thumbing round and round my clit.

“Wrap your arms around my shoulders.”

Doing as he ordered, I hold on to him as he pulls out his finger and thrusts back inside me with two. And I’m so full, and yet, not enough compared to when he fills me with his dick. This is a comfortable fullness, a tease as he curls his fingers and massages my pulsing walls.

“Freddie…Freddie…” I chant his name into his kiss again and again, using my purchase around his shoulders to bear down on his hand.

“Your cunt is so hot around my fingers. So fucking tight, Swan.”

“Don’t stop…please…Oh God,” I moan as he hooks one of my legs over his hip and his fingers fuck me harder while his cock presses into my belly, so hard and so big that my pussy clenches with the need to feel him inside me.

Pulling his fingers from me, he brings me flush to him as he keeps us afloat with swift kicks of his legs while I wrap mine around him. He drags my bikini bottoms to the side so that his dick presses to my entrance and thrusts inside me in one stroke. I bite my lip so that my cry is muted by his mouth on mine.

When he is seated inside me, he licks into my mouth. The movement of his legs propels his drives, the slow, soft pace maddening as he kisses me deep.

“They can see us,” I breathe but make no move to stop. “They know what we’re doing.”

“So what?” Grasping my face with one hand, he nips along my jaw while the other trails down to my arse, and he works me over his cock. “Your cunt feels so good. Too fucking good…and you look so fucking mesmerising with the sun on you.”

His legs kick harder and harder as he kneads my arse with more gusto and strokes me up and down his length faster. Heat builds deep inside me, hotter and hotter as our breaths shallow, and I’m certain it’s a madness, the way I want him, the desperation burning in every cell of my being. Always for him.

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