then said, “Ok, why not?”
He didn’t think she’d actually go for it considering the day she had but she surprisingly obliged. Now that he’d convinced her to go along with his plan, he had to figure out a way to keep from wanting to ravish her at the site of her in a bikini…all wet…from head to toe. Oh god! This was not going to be easy.
The ocean was cool and inviting and the blue and white bikini Amour had purchased from the gift shop fit her snug and wonderfully. Her body was long and lean but not too perfect, which made him even more attracted to her. It was obvious she took good care of herself, but he could also tell that she didn’t obsess over it. Her thighs weren’t flabby, but they had a slight jiggle to them as well as her ass which went perfectly with the pair of full intoxicating breasts that filled out the bikini top. They were also beautifully ordinary, slightly low with a natural bounce to them. Not like the much too perfect surgically enhanced ones he’d seen and touched on so many occasions especially living in Los Angeles. She was different; her beauty was her own, not bought and the fact that she didn’t care about showing the few stretch marks she had on her hips and thighs that most women had was very refreshing. The water made her once straight long blonde tresses form into large waves that framed her face and reached down to the middle of her back and the reflection of the sunset in the ocean behind her gave her an almost glowing appearance.
“I fell in the water! The wave knocked me down,” she said through a laugh.
That made him laugh as well because he’d seen her fall…twice. It was obvious she wasn’t used to swimming in the ocean. She was having fun though and he was glad to see it. “Are you ok?”
“Yeah,” she said while adjusting the strings of her bottoms.
As she started to walk in his direction, a large wave knocked her right into him making them both fall onto the sand. Her breasts were pressed tightly against his chest as her soft body covered his. His heart skipped a beat and his cock twitched. Could she feel it? He was sure she could, but she didn’t move, didn’t speak. Her crystal blue eyes just stared into his. He slid his fingers through her damp hair moving it out of her face. “You’re beautiful Amour.”
The words came out before he could stop them, but she still said nothing as their eyes remained locked on one another. His hand traveled from her hair, down her cheek and to her mouth where his thumb slid slowly over her damp lips. He wanted to kiss them, to taste them and the thought of doing so made his own lips start to tingle. His hand then made its way to the back of her head and he slowly lowered it to his. When she didn’t protest, he pressed his lips to her welcoming mouth. Her lips parted for his tongue and the sweet taste of her intoxicated him, making his pulse race and his erection full and definitely noticeable. He could tell she’d felt it when she broke the kiss they shared and quickly rolled off of him leaving them both out of breath and flushed.
“I’m sorry,” he said in a low breathy voice. “I didn’t mean to…”
“It’s okay,” she interrupted. “Don’t worry about it.” She stood up and dusted off some of the sand that was stuck to her thigh. “I think we should go back inside, it’s getting late.”
Fuck! What was he thinking? He’d definitely screwed up…royally.
CHAPTER 8
The hot shower Amour had taken did nothing to ease the tension or the arousal she’d felt after the kiss she and Jason shared on the beach. How it happened, she wasn’t sure. All she knew was that one minute, she was laughing and splashing in the water and the next, she was on top of him feeling his lips, tongue and hard body on hers as well as his noticeable erection between her thighs. The thought of their intimate encounter made her body warm and the flesh between her thighs wet. She couldn’t think about this