63 - SEX ON THE BEACH

My eyes widened in surprise when Kyle pulled up at a private beach resort. I stared at the wide expanse of land filled with white sand and overlooking the water that shone blue under the scorching sun.

“Kyle what – what are we doing here, I don’t even have shoes on”

He smiled sweetly and looked at my feet “I mean what’s the best place to be at without shoes on and zero judgement”

I held his gaze with a fluttering stomach “Zero judgment? There’s no one here”

He chuckled “I rented it a long time ago, I saw it online and I wanted to bring you here”

My heart fluttered plus the way his eyes roamed, searching deep for things I wanted to stay hidden but he had his way of fishing them out of me. “Why?”

“You love the beach, it’s your favorite place to be”

“But it’s barely 10am, who goes to the beach at 10am on a Monday morning?”

“Apparently us” he said it so matter of factly that it was difficult to dispute

“Come on let’s go” he gestured and I alighted from the car the same time he did and instant excitement engulfed me chasing away the anxiety that had held me hostage earlier. Suddenly, I wasn’t worried about Mr.
Venzo and him trying to capture me. Kyle was here – and that was all that kept me assured.

A sense of freedom washed over me as I peered at the sun beating down my forehead, I chased the wind, allowing it whip my hair and lifting my spirit with each step I took racing down the water. I tore off my suit jacket and flung it away, and there was Kyle doing the exact same thing and he chased me into water while I let out an excited squeal. The sand felt hot and soft beneath my bare feet, the grains slipping between my toes as I made way towards the water’s edge. The sound of waves crashing against the shore filled my ears.

I reached the water, the cool liquid lapping at my ankles as I waded further in. Kyle’s laughter mingled with mine as he reached me and lifted me up, and swirling me around. I squealed in delight at the feel of his hands grabbing me, soft but firm and making sure I didn’t slip through his fingers. I pulled away from, the saltwater spraying on our faces as we chased each other through the waves. We spent the rest of the day playing in the water and with a little bit of sunbathing. Kyle’s skin glowed in the sun, a wet sheen covering his skin in an inviting manner that I wanted to run my hands over his bare body while he looked at me with his dangerous gaze.

“Why are you staring at me like that?” he caught me one time and a slow blush crept to my cheek which was impossible to hide.

“Like how?”

“Like you want to devour me – and not in a nice way” he said and my cheeks grew even rosier that I had to pull my eyes away from him or he might actually be true.

Later on, the sun dipped in the lower in the sky, casting a rosy hue over the water and Kyle and I were still not ready to say good bye to each other. His eyes met mine in the warmness of the weather, I could feel the spark of warmth and affecting swimming in the depth of his gaze.

I sipped my drink – sex on the beach slowly and I laid back to lie beside him on the sand. Me, dressed in just my underwear but putting on his shirt either, while he had just his trousers on.

“Aria” he said softly, his voice barely above a whisper

“Mhmm”

“Can I kiss you?”

There was a leap in my chest. It was the way he asked, the way his eyes seduced me and I looked down to the lushness of his lips. Pink – raw and aching for me.

I nodded without thinking.

I felt my heart skip a beat as he leaned in closer, his lips slowly brushing against mine in a tender, buttery kiss. In that moment, all the chas and noise of the world faded and my heart thrummed with desire and an aching for more. I pulled him closer to me, my fingers running through his hair as his tongue invaded my mouth, and I let him because I too wanted to taste the sweetness of his tongue. I wanted it to an intoxicating level to where I’ll be left ruined with a hangover.

I moaned desperately into the kiss, causing a groan to emanate from his throat. He gripped my waist – tightly and then his tongue swirled across my skin, from neck down to contour of my waist just like in my dream and I whimpered in pleasure from his intoxicating touch.

“Aria” I heard him moan as he came up to my lips again and I allowed him slide down the strap of bra and ultimately undo the clasp behind me while I laid bare-chested before me. His eyes drank me in like starved alcoholic desperate for the tiniest sip of liquor.

“You are – ” I didn’t wait to hear the words that would enthrall me even further before I pulled him towards for a hungry kiss, because I was starved – starved off him.

“Are you sure?” he looked at me, and I nodded. *What the hell was I doing?* I needed him, I needed him so bad beyond comprehension so I nodded my head again, for the second time that night.

I moaned, groaned, whimpered right there on the beach with each stroke I felt, my nails gripping his back and even anchoring him further. I reached the heights of pleasure, to and fro with each love bite I felt. I missed him, I missed how he made me feel when he was inside me, I missed the rhythmic movements we seemed to conjure up together. And just when I was to reach the heights of ectasy, I heard phone ring beside me, from the corner of my eyes I could see Shawn’s name sprawled out on my screen.

*Oh shit!