She shrugged.
“Get your suit on, we’re going swimming.”
Her eyes were hesitant, but she nodded.
“I’ve got to go home and call my parents to talk to Mollie, but then I’ll meet you at the beach. Twenty minutes?” I told her.
“I’ll be there.”
I went to my place, put on my swim trunks and called Mollie, who was in the middle of baking a pie with my mother and couldn’t talk long.
Twenty minutes later, I was on the beach but I didn’t see Ellie. Had she changed her mind? The wind blew and the scent of Ellie tickled my nose. I turned and she was coming toward me wearing a swim cover and flip flops. Her long hair was pulled back into a ponytail, but wispy strands blew around her face. She was so stunningly beautiful. How did she not see that?
“You’re going to have to take that off to go in the water.” Deciding to help her, I pulled her into a kiss and gripped her coverup to pull it over her head. Underneath she had on a white bikini with cherries on it. It made her tits look spectacular and I had to fight the urge to suck one right then and there.
Having popped her cherry last night, her suit also made me laugh. “You’re going to need a new swimsuit.”
She bit her lip. “Yes…I got it while my cherry was still intact.”
I gave her a quick kiss loving her humor and sweetness, while I ignored the little warning bell that rang in my head that said I was getting too involved. It’s just a weekend tryst, I told myself.
I took her hand and led her to the water. She hesitated at the edge, but apparently, it wasn’t as cold as she thought and she followed me in.
“There aren’t sharks are there?” she asked.
“Not right here.” Shark attacks did happen off the coast of Florida, but as far as I knew, we hadn’t had any here.
I pulled her out until she was chest deep and her magnificent tits bobbed in the water. I pulled her body flush to mine and dipped my head, kissing the swells of her tits. “I want to fuck you here.”
“Now?” Her head twisted to the beach where people were settling in for a day at the ocean.
“Not now. Maybe in the evening. Under the glow of the moon.” At first, I wondered if it would be clear tonight, as it rained a lot in Florida. Then I wondered what the hell I was thinking – wanting to do something that could be considered romantic.
“Is that an advanced study?”
I grinned at her. Ellie had a wonderful dichotomy to her. She could be naive and vulnerable, and yet she was confident and adventurous as well. It was a refreshing mix from the other women I’d been with. Especially Mollie’s mother. Boy, had that been a mistake. Well, no, not a mistake – because if I hadn’t gotten ensnared by Tiffany, Mollie wouldn’t be here. And as pissed as I was at Tiffany for abandoning Mollie, there was some relief in not having to deal with her.
For a time, I thought about finding Mollie a new mother as it seemed like a little girl needed a mother figure. But I wasn’t interested in risking my heart again, and my mother was the only female role model Mollie needed.
I pushed thoughts of Tiffany out of my head and refocused on Ellie’s tits.
She laughed. “What is it with men and boobs?”
I looked up at her like she’d asked a dumb question. “They’re boobs.” I held one in each hand. “Soft, round…boobs.”
She quirked a brow.
“There’s nothing on me that you find yourself drawn to?”
She blushed. “Your pecs are nice.”
“Those are boobs too, sort of.”
She laughed. “I guess they are.” She looped her arms around my neck and leaned closer like she wanted to tell me a secret. There was no one around us, but I played along, leaning toward her. “I like your cock too.”
I pressed my dick against her. “And I like your pussy.”
Her cheeks reddened more. “And my pussy likes your cock.”
I laughed. “Careful, or I might just need to fuck you right here, right now.”
She rubbed against me, and I wondered if she’d let me. Would anyone be able to tell if I shoved my dick inside her sweet hot pussy here in the ocean?
I leaned over and kissed her tits again. “Sometime I want to fuck these beauties too.”
Her eyes widened in intrigue. “How does that work?”
“I’ll show you later.” I waggled my brows. “You know what else I’d like?”
“What?”
“I want to eat your pussy.”
She scrunched her nose.
I’d made a move to go down on her, once last night and again this morning, but she’d stopped me so I didn’t push it. “Why the face? I guarantee you’ll like it.”