“Right now?”
“Sure,” West grins.
“Oh, I…” I blush, swallowing my bite. “I don’t have a suit or anything.”
He shrugs. “I’ve got a small wetsuit you could wear.” He grins at me wickedly. “I’d welcome you to go naked but surfing naked can hurt like a motherfucker.” He leans across the little table and takes my hand. Electricity tingles through me, and I gasp softly when his eyes burn hotly into mine.
“I don’t want to damage a single inch of you, baby girl,” he growls.
I shiver. God does this man have me wrapped around his finger.
“Come on,” he purrs, pulling me to my feet. He leads me down the stairs to the rack of wetsuits and surf boards.
“Here, try this one.”
He hands me a smaller suit. It’s clearly a guy’s wetsuit, but it’s definitely on the smaller side. I blush and pause with it in my hands, and he grins.
“I’ll give you some privacy.”
“You…” I blush darker, sucking my lip between my teeth. “You don’t have to,” I blurt out.
His face darkens with lust, and I gasp when he steps right into me. His huge hands slide over me, cupping my ass and making me whimper as he pulls me close.
“Yes, I do,” he growls deeply. “Because if I don’t, we’re never gonna get you in the water, because I’ll take you right here and now.”
I whimper, loudly, and he groans. He steps back, jaw clenched, before he grabs a wet suit and climbs the steps back inside. Part of me is disappointed that he’s not taking me right here and now. But then, I’ve never done this, and maybe pausing so I can actually think this through is a good thing.
But damn do I want him.
I slip out of my clothes and pull on the wetsuit. It feels weirdly sexy pulling it up over my naked body, and the way it hugs and teases my skin has me shivering heatedly. I’m still struggling with my arms, the suit half unzipped, when I hear footsteps behind me in the sand.
“Alright, ready to—”
I whirl just as he looks up, and his eyes instantly blaze with heat. His gaze drops to my half open wetsuit, to my bare breasts and rock-hard nipples, and he groans.
“I—it…” I blush. “I couldn’t get it zipped…”
“Let me,” he purrs darkly. He steps closer, and I gasp when his hands slide around to cup my ass. He pulls me close, and his mouth instantly drops to my chest. I cry out when his lips fasten around one nipple, sucking gently and swirling his tongue around it. It’s like pulling a trigger right to my pussy, and I whimper in ecstasy.
My head drops back, and West growls when he slides his mouth to my other nipple. He does the same to it, squeezing my ass, and pulling me hard against his thick erection. I moan for more, but he suddenly pulls back, grinning at me.
He pulls me close, and I whimper when his hands find my zipper and pull it gently the rest of the way up. I pout, and he grins.
“Oh I’m going to have fun with you,” he growls softly. “A lot of fun.”
He grabs us two surfboards, and I try my best to push down my raging hormones and desires before I follow him down the wooden walkway to the surf.
****
An hour later, I’m no pro, but I’m also not crashing and burning every single time. And oh my God am I having fun. I’m mostly falling, but I’m having the time of my life doing it, and it doesn’t hurt that bad most of the time, West’s hands are all over me, with his body hard against mine in the water.
And holy shit, he’s good. Like, really, really good. By the time we’re done, he’s got his wetsuit unzipped to the waist, arms free, and his grooved muscles rippling as he tackles a crazy wave. I watch in a mix of being impressed and being completely turned on as he paddles to shore and stands from the surf.
“Okay, so, you’re amazing.”
He laughs and pulls me into him. Instantly, my mouth falls to his and our lips are seared together. I whimper, feeling his hands sliding all over me as he utterly claims my mouth with his.
He pulls me into his arms, and I moan when my legs splay around his waist. He lifts me easily with one hand on my ass, and I cling to him, kissing him. West grabs both our boards with one arm, me in the other, and he doesn’t stop kissing me the entire walk back up the beach and walkway to his house.