pushing harder on my lips. Our breathing is heavy as we both seem to not be able to get enough.
His lips leave mine, trailing kisses across my jaw to behind my ear. My mouth opens as I inhale and exhale, letting out a light moan from the amazing feeling. My hands fist his hair as his lips reach my neck, lightly brushing along the collar of my V-neck tee, and I want more. But he stops, slowly moving away from me, leaving me heaving and catching my breath. I'm at a loss as to why he stopped, but realize fast when I hear kids screaming. I was so caught up in the moment I didn't even notice the family that has now joined us on the beach.
“Public beach,” he exhales, letting me go completely and we both stare forward out into the water.
“I guess we should go,” I whisper.
“Yeah, I just need a second.” He smiles, quickly glancing down. I blush then blush harder when I see the large bulge in his pants. It does something to me, something I've never experienced. It turns me on so much I think I have a tiny orgasm, making the heat on my face burn even more.
I giggle like a schoolgirl. A nervous 'oh my' type of laugh.
“You like that?” He chuckles with me. I just nod, putting my hand up to my mouth to try and stifle the laughter. “You're very lucky there are children present, woman, because you wouldn't be laughing. You'd be screaming my name in pleasure,” he says with a dark intensity in his eyes. His words make me want that very much. Biting my lower lip, I see him watching my mouth. It is definitely time to go when I don't care who's present, and I want him to make me scream his name.
I get up and brush the sand from my butt, knowing that my white t-shirt is clinging to me. I see the husband of the family now sitting on a beach towel has noticed it also. Justin glances from me to the man and his jaw tightens. I cross my arms in front of my chest avoiding the dirty look I'm getting from the wife and walk toward the Jeep holding in my laughter.
Apparently, the attack of jealousy he had from the thirty-something husband was enough to rid him of his excitement, because he climbs into the Jeep just seconds after me.
“I think I should get back. I don't have my phone and I should check my messages.” I fight with myself, not wanting to leave him but I feel it's best. I feel like I could fall for this guy easily, and that is not the smartest thing for me right now.
He just nods. It is obvious he is disappointed, but God love him for not pressuring me because it wouldn't take too much effort on his part. There's a very small thread holding my integrity together at the moment.
We drive back in silence, the wind drying my clothes and my hair as we go. I can just imagine what it looks like right now and gather it in my hands to put it in a messy pony tail using the hair tie around my wrist.
Around three p.m., we stop on the roadside of the B&B.
“If you're not busy tomorrow I have something I would love to show you,” Justin says before I climb out of the Jeep.
“Umm,” I hesitate for a moment.
“Consider it more sightseeing.” He tilts his head to the side giving me a pleading look that makes me laugh.
“I would love that.” What the hell . What else am I going to do? “Do you have a pen? I'll give you my number.” He's so cute as he scrambles, searching the Jeep for a pen and finally finding one in the glove box. I take his hand and turn it over to write my number on his palm. I don't want to let go of him, so I take my time writing the digits neatly. Handing him back his pen, I slowly let go of him then step out of the Jeep.
“Ellie,” he yells as I reach the sidewalk. He gets out, walking to me and bends at the knees to be at eye level. Taking my face in his hand, he lightly kisses my lips then stands straight, giving me a dimpled smile that is so big it melts my heart. Yep, I'm screwed.
“Bye,” I whisper, turning back toward the B&B and walking slowly. My knees feel weak and I don't
His lips leave mine, trailing kisses across my jaw to behind my ear. My mouth opens as I inhale and exhale, letting out a light moan from the amazing feeling. My hands fist his hair as his lips reach my neck, lightly brushing along the collar of my V-neck tee, and I want more. But he stops, slowly moving away from me, leaving me heaving and catching my breath. I'm at a loss as to why he stopped, but realize fast when I hear kids screaming. I was so caught up in the moment I didn't even notice the family that has now joined us on the beach.
“Public beach,” he exhales, letting me go completely and we both stare forward out into the water.
“I guess we should go,” I whisper.
“Yeah, I just need a second.” He smiles, quickly glancing down. I blush then blush harder when I see the large bulge in his pants. It does something to me, something I've never experienced. It turns me on so much I think I have a tiny orgasm, making the heat on my face burn even more.
I giggle like a schoolgirl. A nervous 'oh my' type of laugh.
“You like that?” He chuckles with me. I just nod, putting my hand up to my mouth to try and stifle the laughter. “You're very lucky there are children present, woman, because you wouldn't be laughing. You'd be screaming my name in pleasure,” he says with a dark intensity in his eyes. His words make me want that very much. Biting my lower lip, I see him watching my mouth. It is definitely time to go when I don't care who's present, and I want him to make me scream his name.
I get up and brush the sand from my butt, knowing that my white t-shirt is clinging to me. I see the husband of the family now sitting on a beach towel has noticed it also. Justin glances from me to the man and his jaw tightens. I cross my arms in front of my chest avoiding the dirty look I'm getting from the wife and walk toward the Jeep holding in my laughter.
Apparently, the attack of jealousy he had from the thirty-something husband was enough to rid him of his excitement, because he climbs into the Jeep just seconds after me.
“I think I should get back. I don't have my phone and I should check my messages.” I fight with myself, not wanting to leave him but I feel it's best. I feel like I could fall for this guy easily, and that is not the smartest thing for me right now.
He just nods. It is obvious he is disappointed, but God love him for not pressuring me because it wouldn't take too much effort on his part. There's a very small thread holding my integrity together at the moment.
We drive back in silence, the wind drying my clothes and my hair as we go. I can just imagine what it looks like right now and gather it in my hands to put it in a messy pony tail using the hair tie around my wrist.
Around three p.m., we stop on the roadside of the B&B.
“If you're not busy tomorrow I have something I would love to show you,” Justin says before I climb out of the Jeep.
“Umm,” I hesitate for a moment.
“Consider it more sightseeing.” He tilts his head to the side giving me a pleading look that makes me laugh.
“I would love that.” What the hell . What else am I going to do? “Do you have a pen? I'll give you my number.” He's so cute as he scrambles, searching the Jeep for a pen and finally finding one in the glove box. I take his hand and turn it over to write my number on his palm. I don't want to let go of him, so I take my time writing the digits neatly. Handing him back his pen, I slowly let go of him then step out of the Jeep.
“Ellie,” he yells as I reach the sidewalk. He gets out, walking to me and bends at the knees to be at eye level. Taking my face in his hand, he lightly kisses my lips then stands straight, giving me a dimpled smile that is so big it melts my heart. Yep, I'm screwed.
“Bye,” I whisper, turning back toward the B&B and walking slowly. My knees feel weak and I don't
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