“Patience, baby. Patience.”
His hot tongue trails down my chest and past my stomach. He nuzzles his face against my pussy, and I sink my hands into his hair. His hot breath tickles and drives me crazy all at once as zaps of pleasure run from head to toe.
Strong hands grip my thighs and push my legs open farther, spreading my everything to him. He groans, running his tongue up and down each thigh, teasing the shit out of me. When his mouth finally lands on the spot I want it to, he covers my entire pussy with his mouth and begins to suck and kiss as if he’s French kissing my mouth.
I buck my hips, the intensity of it all taking over. I’m close to coming, slowly climbing the hill higher and higher.
He lifts off, cold air rushing between my legs.
“I-I was so…” I whisper.
“Don’t worry, baby,” Cole whispers back before he slams inside me.
He fucks me every which way, tossing me around like I weigh nothing.
It’s the dirtiest sex I’ve ever fucking had, and the smell of it clings heavy in the air.
We both come hard, collapsing onto each other in a heap of sweat and sex.
* * *
Cole’s in the water, teaching his last lesson of the day. I've been managing the shop, meeting customers and the like.
I can't wipe the stupid grin off my face since our fantastic sex earlier. It's one for the books. Leigh has an earful coming her way later.
When Cole gets back, we plan to go over what exactly he needs help with as far as the accounting part goes and then talk about marketing.
He better be buying me dinner.
Or maybe just more of that delicious sex? Mmm.
No sales as far as I go, but I gave out quite a few business cards, so it's a start. My Etsy shop needs an update as well, and hopefully, that'll kick-start something.
I decide to head outside for some fresh air after being stuck inside all day.
The heat hits me as soon as I open the door. I pull my hair up into a messy bun, grateful for the cool breeze on the back of my neck. The hot sand burns as I hurry toward the water to dip my feet in for relief.
Up ahead, Cole teaches the line of young boys in front of him. I watch him show them how to stand and balance. It's interesting to watch him in his element, doing and teaching others what he loves so much.
After several minutes pass, Cole brings them into the water one at a time.
My insides twist. So much responsibility.
I'll just watch from over here, out of the way. My eyes scan the horizon and see a few boats floating in the distance.
A loud scream pierces the air.
I jump and turn, looking for where the sound came from.
All of a sudden, chaos ensues. People run toward the kids, a crowd forming in no time. What in the hell?
Cole’s swallowed up by the crowd, and I can't see him. A sickening feeling strikes me, and without giving myself a chance to think, I run, pushing people aside as I rush toward whatever's happening beyond the wall of people.
“Someone call 911! He's not breathing!”
“Oh my god, oh my god!”
“Don't panic. Help is on the way.”