Chapter 21 #2
We swim back to the shore together and step out of the water.
We take a couple of steps and then just look at each other.
I stare at her naked body—her beautiful and large breasts, her curvy stomach, her wide hips, her long legs.
She’s absolutely beautiful. And I see her staring at me—my chest, my thighs, my cock—and there’s awe in her expression.
I step forward and grab her hands, giving her a questioning look, and she nods slightly as she looks up at me.
I grab her around the waist and pull her into me, my lips meeting hers, and she melts into me.
Her breasts press against my chest. My cock twitches against her stomach, and she murmurs against my lips, a low moan.
“Are you still mad at me? Are you still angry?”
“I could never stay mad at you for long,” she says.
I grin as I pick her up, and she giggles slightly as I carry her a little further along the beach. Then I place her down on the sand. She’s gasping for air as I grab her hands and squeeze and then kiss her lips. The breeze brushes past our cheeks, caressing us as we tease each other.
My fingers play with her nipples, and she moans.
She runs her fingers down my back and then my chest. She squeezes my ass, and I grunt as I stare down at her.
She stares at me and kisses the side of my face and then my bites my shoulder before she pushes me back.
Her lips trail down my stomach and my breath catches.
The feeling of her lips against my skin is like the most satisfying touch of my life.
I stare at her as she continues to kiss me softly and then more passionately, and I know this is our moment.
We are one with nature. We are one with each other.
I slide my fingers between her legs, and I rub her gently.
She lets out a whimper, and I grin to myself.
I love the sound of her when I’m pleasuring her.
“You’re so wet,” I say, teasing her.
“It’s the water from the ocean,” she says, giggling, and then she freezes as I slip a finger inside of her, shuddering as my thumb gently rubs her clit.
As I finger her, she moans loudly, and I watch her breasts jiggle.
I roll over on top of her and kiss her, running my fingers down the side of her body.
I place my cock between her legs, and I rub gently against her.
She screams as she holds me and runs her fingers down my back, her nails digging into my skin.
I lean down and kiss her, and she sucks on my lip eagerly.
“Fuck me, Luke,” she whispers against my mouth. “Fuck me.”
And because I can’t resist her, I gently guide my cock inside of her.
She wraps her legs around my waist, and I thrust into her slowly, loving the feel of her pussy as it clenches against me.
Then I slide in a little bit harder, a little bit deeper, and she sobs in pleasure as she whispers against my ear.
“Ooh, Luke.”
The sound drives me crazy, and I pull out and thrust into her again—faster and harder.
This time, her eyes are wide open as she gazes up at me, and I kiss her lips and then move in and out of her.
It feels like my body’s on fire. Her pussy feels tight and warm, and I cannot believe that it’s finally happening.
It feels like she was made for me and this moment.
We are making love, and it’s been something I’ve wanted my entire life.
I’ve been waiting for years. I feel like we were destined for this moment.
I feel like we were made in the stars for each other.
I whisper into her ear, and all she does is moan.
As I continue thrusting, I can feel myself building up.
I’ve been waiting for this so long that I’m ready to explode, so I pull out and stop because I don’t want our first time to be something that she laughs about or doesn’t think is good enough.
She looks over at me with parted lips, moaning as I wait a couple of seconds.
“What are you doing?”
“I was about to come,” I say, staring into her eyes and touching her lips.
Her eyes flicker back, “So was I.”
I rub my fingers between her legs and rub her clit gently.
“You can come for me now,” I say as I slip two fingers inside of her.
Her body arches, and she shivers slightly, and I can feel that she’s close to coming. My thumb rubs her clit faster and faster.
“Luuuke,” she cries, “I’m nearly there.”
I quickly slide my fingers out of her and thrust my cock into her hard and fast, loving the feel of her wet pussy on me.
“Fuck, Luke.”
“Yeah, baby.”
I grab hold of her and hold her tight to me as I let her enjoy every inch of me. And when I feel her coming hard and fast on me, I go faster and faster so that her breasts are slamming against my chest, and I kiss her hard and passionately while I hold her to me.
Then I explode inside of her because I can’t resist. I pull my cock out slowly, and we both just lie there on the sand, looking at each other.
“Wow,” she says, gazing at me with wide eyes.
She runs her fingers lazily down my chest, and I turn to her with a smile.
“Wow indeed,” I say, laughing. “I think I might really like you, Mia.”
Her eyes are wide and bright, and she giggles slightly. “I think I might really like you as well, Luke.”
I reach over and grab her hand and squeeze.
This was our first time together, and it felt like the first time I’d ever really experienced what it was to make love. This was sex, but it was so much more. I felt connected to her in a way that could never be broken.
I want to tell her I love her. I want to tell her I adore her, that I never want to let her go, but I can’t tell her that. I don’t want to make too much of this. I don’t want to scare her. I need her to always know that whatever we have, whatever she wants, will always remain the same.
I reach over and pull her into my arms, and she rests her head against my chest. I kiss her forehead, and she closes her eyes as she runs her fingers down the side of my body. This is the feeling that makes a life worth living. This is the cocoon I would chose for myself every lifetime over.
“I missed you so much, Mia.” I whisper the words to the universe, hoping the intensity and depth of my comment can be felt in her heart.
“I missed you too,” she says, whispering against my skin.
“You did?” My heart skips a beat I know it shouldn’t skip. Since when did I become such a sap?
“Yeah,” she says, looking up at me. “I had a really hard time falling asleep.”
“Well, I guess you needed time to think, huh?”
“I guess.” She giggles. “I didn’t think we’d be apart for two nights and then we’d be having sex.”
I want to correct her. I want to say making love, but I can’t. I chuckle slightly and play with her hair.
“I hope you’re ready for session number two in a little bit.”
“I am,” she says, but she suddenly looks around. “We’re still on the beach, and anyone could come and find us. And, well, I think that sex on the beach is still against the local laws and ordinances, so maybe we should make our way back.”
“You’re going to come back to the hotel with me?” I ask hopefully.
She nods. “Yeah, I think I will.” She grins as she touches the side of my face. “That was amazing, by the way.”
“I think so as well.”
“So, does this mean we’re officially friends with benefits?” she asks me.
All I can do is laugh because the truth of the matter is, I want us to be so much more than that.