Sunny
“Ready?” His deep voice rumbled, equal parts gruff and tender.
“This is going to be so fun!” Hailey squealed, clutching a stuffed dolphin.
Growing up in the foster care system, she had never experienced anything quite like this. As an adult, on the salary of a nanny, her breaks were far more modest. This was a whole new world for her.
The first afternoon was spent exploring the beach and wading into the clear sea. The girls were already flagging by early evening due to jet lag and their giddy excitement.
Later that evening after the girls were tucked in bed, Sunny wandered onto the moonlit balcony and inhaled the briny ocean breeze. The rhythmic lapping of waves against the sugar-white sand was a siren’s call for her soul.
She descended the wooden steps, slipped off her sandals and strode to where the pristine shoreline met the turquoise depths, digging her toes into the plush grains.
The sand was still warm from the day’s beating Sun.
Sunny had never seen water so spectacularly transparent and inviting.
She waded in up to her calves, the bathwater-warm sea lapping at her sundress. It felt like a small slice of heaven.
“Beautiful, isn’t it?”
Sunny whirled at the deep timbre of Liam’s voice. He stood barefoot in the shallows several yards away, board shorts slung low on his hips and sculpted chest glistening with spray.
“Un-unbelievably,” she stammered, drinking in his bronzed form bathed in silver moonlight. The sight stoked a familiar longing.
Liam closed the distance between them with several powerful strides until his looming presence overwhelmed her senses with his earthy, masculine scent.
“You look good enough to eat in that little dress,” he murmured, fingertips grazing her bare shoulder.
Sunny’s breath hitched at his seductive touch.
“Liam…the girls…”
She looked back at the big window of their bedroom.
“Sound asleep. I checked.”
Then his mouth claimed hers in a hungry kiss, silencing her half-hearted protest.
His calloused palms cradled her face, soft stubble scraping her skin as their tongues tangled with escalating passion. Sunny melted against Liam’s sculpted form, emboldened by the sultry night air and the liberating thrill of being out in the open.
This part of the beach was private and at this hour there was no-one else close by.
They shed their scant clothing with fumbling urgency until skin met feverish skin.
Liam hurriedly put on a condom before hoisting Sunny up, her legs winding around his muscled hips as he took her further into the gently lapping tide so they were half submerged.
Her back arched with pleasure at the contrasting sensations of Liam’s scorching hands roaming her body and the soothing saltwater lapping at her heated flesh.
He leaned down and sucked on her erect nipples before kissing her with a fevered passion.
She breathed in his ear as she wrapped her arms tighter around his neck.
“You are so beautiful,” he whispered back. “Perfect…to me, you are just perfect.”
Sunny could feel her heart swell.
She instinctively wiggled her hips, sliding down Liam’s taut body. He helped to guide her movements until his rock-hard cock gently entered her soaking vagina.
He just held her in place, not moving, but peppering her neck with soft kisses before drinking in her face in the moonlight.
She looked deep into his blue eyes, seeing the soul of a man who was striving to do his best for those he loved. A good man. An honest man. Someone with heart. Generous. Kind. Flawed. Like all of us.
He cupped his hands under her buttocks and slowly began to rock her while finding her lips with his own again. Soft moans escaped her lips as he began to move with more force, intensifying his thrusts.
She looked up at the blanket of stars and gasped, clutching her chest against his broad torso. He began thrusting with more primal intensity now as her wide-open legs bounced against his firm mid-section.
Sunny was utterly lost in the moment. The water.
The stars. The beach. Liam. His delicious cock inside her.
The building currents of pleasure as he slipped in and out with increasing intensity.
His rough hands squeezed the tender flesh of her bottom as he thrust deeper and deeper inside her, hitting her G-spot and flooding her mind and body with ripples of ecstasy.
With a labored gasp she came so hard that her whole body shuddered. For a moment she lost control of her senses and only knew the white-hot bliss of complete and utter rapture.
Liam stiffened, then let out a moan as his head gently nestled against her shoulder.
She reached up and cradled the back of his neck, holding him close to her.
They stayed that way for what seemed like an eternity.
She was content in his firm grip. Lost to him.
Lost to the sea. Lost to the currents and beauty of nature.
Afterward, sated and slick with sweat and seawater, they lay tangled in the shallows.
Sunny nuzzled her face into the salt-and-pepper hair on Liam’s chest, the steady rhythm of his heart a comforting drum against her ear.
The woodsy scent of him, mingled with the sea, was intoxicating.
It was a raw, honest intimacy, a world away from the polished fantasies of romance novels.
This was real, messy, and profoundly theirs.