“This wouldn’t be some casual thing,” I continue, my voice ragged from fighting temptation. “You’re my friend. I care about you. We have a history, and this could ruin that, and our friendship. Forever.”
“So, you don’t find me attractive?” she asks, hurt flashing in her eyes. “Is that it? Because if it is, just say so, Jamison. I can handle it. I’m a big girl.”
I reach out, looping my arm around her waist and drawing her against me, moaning as the soft curve of her stomach connects with where I’m as hard as the shards of broken shells beneath our feet. “Does that feel like I don’t find you attractive?” I ask, my heart racing as she leans into me, her breasts pressing against my chest.
Her mouth is so close her breath feathers across my lips as she sighs and her arms lift to twine around my neck.
“I want you so much it’s killing me,” I say as she loops her leg around my waist and my cock responds with enough enthusiasm to make my balls ache. “But this is a bad idea, Maddie. A bad, fucking idea.”
“Speak for yourself. I think fucking is a great idea.” She rocks her hips, grinding against me beneath the waves, and I’m a goner.
I crush my lips to hers and my tongue swirls through her hot, sweet mouth. She tastes like whiskey and Coke and salt and sea air, a cocktail I instantly decide is my favorite taste on earth. She’s delicious, so tantalizing I can’t wait to explore the rest of her body, to see if her skin is as delectable as her lips.
She moans my name, her fingers threading into my hair as I kiss my way down her throat. I lave the place where her pulse rushes with my tongue as I cup her breasts in my hands—kneading, caressing, squeezing each perfect, overflowing handful.
Her breasts are a revelation, things of such beauty I can’t get enough of them. Can’t get enough of her softness and her responsiveness and the way she arches into my hands, offering her body to me without hesitation.
I kiss lower, sucking and licking her nipples until her breath comes fast and she begs, “Please. Please, Jamison. Touch me.”
“I am touching you,” I say, flicking my tongue across her sensitive tip.
She moans low in her throat. “You know what I mean. Touch me. There.”
“Here?” I glide my palm down her stomach, over her curls, and between her legs, cursing as my fingers find her slick flesh. “God, Maddie,” I whisper as I glide a finger inside her. Even with the ocean swirling around our legs, I can feel how slick and swollen she is, how much she wants this.
Wants me.
And I want her so badly I know I’m not going to be able to stop. Not unless she tells me to. Right now.
“Tell me to stop,” I order against her lips.
“I don’t want you to stop,” she says, her nails digging into my shoulders. “I want you inside me. So deep. Every inch.”
“We don’t have a condom,” I remind her.
And remind myself, even though I’m dying to replace my fingers with my cock and give her what she’s asking for.
“Birth control’s covered and I’m all clear. No cooties.”
“None here, either, but I—”
“Then fuck me, Jamison,” she cuts in, rubbing her breasts against my chest as she nips at my bottom lip. “Please, I need you so much. It’s been so long and I just…need this. Need you. I want to feel you lose control inside me.”
Her words, the hunger in her voice, the way she rocks into my fingers, demanding more—it’s too much to continue to resist.
Without another word, I lift her into my arms. Her legs part, wrapping around my hips beneath the water. Her core presses against the head of my swollen length and then, a beat later, she shifts forward, and I glide inside her, until I’m buried deep in her tight, slick heat.
“Fuck, Maddie,” I groan, my arms tightening around her and my fingers digging into her ass. “You feel so good.”
“So good, so damned good,” she agrees as she circles her hips, grinding against me. “So much better than I even imagined. I’ve been dreaming about this for months.”
“Me, too,” I say, fighting to hold back, to let her set the pace. “I want to make you come so hard, Mad. Tell me what you want, what you like.”
“This. Oh God, just this,” she breathes, setting a slow, sensuous rhythm that mimics the rise and fall of the waves. The water flowing between us makes it impossible to move too fast, a fact I relish as the tension builds in a sweet, steady burn at the base of my spine while I kiss her.
I fuck her mouth with my tongue while I fuck her tight pussy with my cock, fighting to retain control as she moans and her tempo gets faster, more urgent.