Chapter Six
Killian
Seeing a beautiful body bare in the ocean is my new favorite thing to do in the morning.
Watching Kiera splash in the waves of a tiny cove I brought her to, her creamy skin slowly pinking beneath the sun, is another slice of erotica I have never known before. I love the water, the smell of the ocean, the warmth of the sand, but she makes everything feel better, more intense.
“You’re beautiful, baby,” I whisper to her as I wade up behind her, trying not to press my hard-on against her plump ass.
I might try, but I fail because she pushes that sweet ass back, rubbing it against me playfully. I smack it once and she splashes me, whirling to stare up at me in pretend shock. We laugh together and I drag her closer in the water, still being gentle with her bruised body.
“This is beautiful,” she hums as she tosses her arms over my shoulders to pull me close.
Grinning, I bend to scoop her up, laughing when she squeals, her limbs locking around me. I wade deeper into the waves, bending my head to kiss her as I lower us into the water. God, I love kissing her. It was never my favorite thing, sometimes I even thought it was a waste of time.
Not with her. Kissing Kiera is different. It makes her softer, her curves pressing against me before she does this sexy, teasing little wiggle. Her mouth is sweet, minty, just the hint of the saltwater we’ve been splashing in. I could kiss her for hours if she let me. I don’t think a second kissing her is wasted time.
“Will we need clothes for you to teach me to surf?”
“Uh, yes. What did I say about no one else getting you? That means seeing your pretty tits and sweet ass on a surfboard. Not on my watch.”
Giggling that cute, light giggle, she nods in agreement. Not that it was up for debate. I promised to check off all the things on her little to-do list, but except for a few of them—skinny dipping, fucking in the rain, and a few other I cannot wait to get to—will require at least that hot little purple number she had on the day we met.
“When will you teach me? You must have clients today, right?”
That hit of reality almost ruins the moment. Yes, I have clients to teach today before I can spend more time with her. Teaching anyone else, losing time with her, is the last thing I want to do right now. But I can’t bail on Brody and besides, if we want to expand to a store, we’re in no place to turn down a paycheck.
“Yeah, I do. I won’t be done with those until later. Does anything on your list include going on a beach date?”
Grinning up at me, she nods. “I think so. If not, I can add it to the list just so we can cross it off.”
Nodding in agreement, I bend to kiss her, dipping her back in the water as I drop to my knees. Warm water splashes over us as she clings to me, opening her mouth for my greedy tongue. The little sounds she makes as she kisses me back, the water soaking us, are so hot I can’t stand it.
“We’re going to cross of a few things tonight, baby,” I declare as she rubs her soft tits against my chest, the pebbled nipples delicious against my skin. Bending my head, I catch one of those nipples in my mouth, suckling until she rocks against me in the water.
“Will we?” she pants, head thrown back as I mark her tits with my teeth, sucking the nipples and biting the soft flesh. I love seeing my marks on her thighs, on her stomach, her throat, and most definitely her tits.
“Oh, yes. We’re going to get that list done so fast you’ll have to make another one,” I tell her before she shuts me up with a searing kiss.
We play in the water for a little while before I agree to take her back to her hotel. At the door, I kiss her goodbye with a promise to see her in a few hours. I hate the idea of her being alone the rest of the day and I think about calling Brody to tell him he’s on his own today.
I have no idea how long she will be here in Sunset Springs. I never got tangled up with summer birds who come for a few weeks or a few months. Brody always gave me shit for not taking advantage of it, but it just never interested me. It figures that the first bird to interest me is one who won’t tell me how long she plans to be in town.
Just thinking about her not being here, not having enough time with her, twists my guts up. When I get to the beach shack where we meet up with clients, Brody is waiting with a dozen questions about where I have been. He shoots them off rapid fire before I can even grab a board.
“Who was the bird? How is she doing? You were with her all this time? Did you take her to your place? You never take birds to your place.”
“Yes, I took her to my place. I had to keep an eye on her after what happened. I am seeing her tonight again. In fact, I plan on seeing her as often as I can this summer, however long she is here. To answer that question before you even ask it. Her name is Kiera, she’s the coolest chick I have ever met, and I am going to be a fucking asshole once she leaves.”
Brody blinks at me, taking in all this info. Then he smiles, shaking his head as he claps me on the shoulder. “Maybe this bird won’t leave.”
Shaking him off because the last thing I want is to hold on to false hope, I steer the conversation back to business. If I am not with Kiera, I better be doing something worthwhile. Not wasting time gossiping about a girl who will never stay here for the likes of me. Shaking that negative thought off, I grab a board and go out to meet my first client.
I do my best with the client, but she is a younger girl, here to party her summer away. I am distracted, wondering where Kiera is, if she is crossing off things on that list without me. I am uncomfortable being with this young girl who flirts and fawns over me. It feels wrong and a little dishonest.
“You doing something tonight?” She asks as we finish up.
There is a moment where I realize how easy it could be. To just go with her right now, get laid, and never see her again. It would be so simple to screw up whatever I have going with Kira. Backing up from her before she can touch me as she has tried half a dozen times today, I shake my head with a smile.
“I am. I am taking my girl surfing,” I tell another little white lie. This time it is even less of a lie, so I figure it doesn’t count. “Hope you had a good time, let us know if you want to try going out again. Have a good night now.”
Brody is at the shack waiting and I can tell he heard at least some of that conversation. Steeling myself for his shit talking, I put boards away and closing up shop for the day. I am exhausted after five classes, including another summer babe who offered to pay me with her mouth.
“I expect to meet this girl, brah,” Brody tells me with a grin.
“Not going to happen. I am keeping her to myself while I have her.”
“Hey, man,” he sobers suddenly, following me out of the shack to lock up. “Don’t think about it that way. Why put an ending on it? Just let it be.”
Shocked by him being serious about anything, much less me dating a summer bird I fully expect to bail on me, I am speechless for a minute. But he is right. There is a reason I was there, watching her, when she needed me yesterday. A reason she still wanted me with her all night. It might not last forever, but it might also be the best time of my life.
“Yeah. Yeah, I think I am going to. See you tomorrow, brah.”
Not bothering to go back to my place, I head right to her hotel. It’s the cute one on the beach with several brightly colored cabanas. It is not a luxurious place with mints on the pillows and Michelin star room service. It’s been here since the town started. I think it’s got the most character on the beach and it kind of tells me a little more about Kiera.
“There she is,” I say with a smile as she opens her door wrapped in just a towel. Her skin is wet, and she smells fucking amazing. Before I can grab her and throw her over my shoulder to carry her to the bed, she moves.
Her towel slips as she throws her little body against mine. I bend to pick her up as her tongue licks at my mouth, her little moan making me hard as stone. Stepping inside, I kick the door shut behind me, ripping the towel off. Dropping her on the bed, I waste no time. I won’t have enough of it with her, and I want to make every single moment count.
“Jesus, you’re beautiful. I can’t get over it. Lie back, spread your thighs for me, baby. I came hungry for you, let me get a taste,” I murmur, smiling as she falls back, letting her thighs fall open.
Dragging my hands up her thighs, I shake my head. Her pussy is so pretty, a pink, wet flower with the tiny little clit swollen beneath the hood. Spreading her open gently, I smile as her breath pants. Bending my head, I lick her once, moaning as her sweetness floods my mouth.
“No, no,” she moans even as she rocks against my tongue. “It’s my turn. My turn to get a taste, Killian.”
Kiera sits up and jerks her head at me, telling me to stand. I do as I am told because I just can’t say no to her. Grinning up at me, she yanks at my shorts, giggling that adorable fucking giggle when my cock springs out. Watching me, she holds it in her hands, stroking it, making the tip leak with precum. I grunt and nod my head, slipping my hand into her damp hair at the back of her head,
“Yeah, you can taste me, baby. Open that pretty mouth,” I tell her.
“I’ve never done this,” she admits, just making my cock harder. “I want to taste you, though. Will you come in my mouth? I want you to.”
“Fuck. No one else has had that pretty mouth wrapped around them? Jesus, you’re perfect. I will come anywhere you tell me to, Kiera.”
Grinning, she lowers her head, snaking her tongue out to swirl it over the swollen crown. Just that, just the flick of her pink tongue is almost enough to make me come. But when she opens wide and flattens her tongue, taking me to the back of her throat before she closes her lips around the base of me, it takes everything in me not to blow down her throat.
“Oh, fuck,” I grunt, my thighs tensing, my toes curling. “Look so pretty, taking me down your throat. God, I’ve never seen something so fucking hot. That’s it. That’s it, baby. Fuck, yes, that’s it,” I hiss as she sucks soft, slow, stroking me the same way her tight pussy will.
Both my hands cup the back of her head, one fisting her hair, the other showing her how fast to take me. Kiera is eager to please me, sucking me deeper and deeper, her hands stroking anything she can’t take. But that is not good enough for her. No, she is so eager, she swallows me deeper, gagging as she takes me so deep her tongue licks at my sac. My eyes cross as pleasure shoots up my spine.
“Oh, hell, that’s it. Doing so good, baby. I’m going to come. You going to swallow it all, pretty girl? You want to taste me, don’t you, baby?”
Nodding, she bobs her head faster, her cheeks hollowing out. I can’t hold back, not that I want to. Not that she wants me to. I pump my hips a few times, the sounds of her gagging so hot I blow hard down her throat. Watching her suck it down greedily, making a mess of her pretty face and my cock, is the hottest thing I have ever seen.
Pulling out of her mouth, I watch her beam up at me, pushing some of my cum into her mouth as if it’s her new favorite treat. I’ve never come so good or so hard in my life. Bending, I scoop her up and lay her out on the bed. Dropping between her thighs, I go back to where this all started and start eating her pussy.
“Oh! Yes, yes, baby,” she purrs, rocking against my tongue as I fuck her with it, my fingers rubbing roughly at her clit.
“So, fucking sweet,” I hum, sucking at her cream. “You got so fucking wet sucking my cock. Does that turn you on, baby? Gagging on my thick cock?”
“Yes! Yes, it made me so wet. I thought about it all day.”
“Jesus, Kiera, you’re so fucking hot,” I groan before again eat her greedily.
Eating her through two orgasms, I savor every drop of her cream, licking it up long after she begs me to stop. Kissing her thighs, biting each one to leave fresh marks, I climb over her, going right for her mouth. Kiera giggles and kisses me back, pushing the rest of my clothes off.
“I promised you a date,” I argue, pinning her hands over her head. “Stop trying to get me to fuck you. It’s going to happen. We’ve got some things to cross of that list first.”
“Oh, I know it’s going to happen. It’s one of the first things I think we should cross off.”
Sobering, I shake my head. Staring down at her, I cradle her face gently. “Kiera. I want you. I don’t know how long I get to have you. I want to make it count, baby. When you think about me, about Sunset Springs, I want it to be good. I want it to be the best summer of your life.”
Kiera stares up at me for a moment before she nods. “It will be. This will be the best summer of my life, Killian. Because of you.”
“That’s right. Now come on, baby, let’s start crossing off your to-do list.”