if I can.”
“Sure you can, you’ll be fine. Trust me.”
Kathy did as he asked, closed her eyes against the brilliant sunshine, and laid back in the water, legs and arms akimbo with his hands under her back.
She was doing well, so well in fact he slowly removed his hands allowing her to float on the surface, blissfully unaware that he’d released her. He took advantage of her oblivious state to study her face. Not a classic beauty, her mouth was too wide, her nose a trifle broad, but she had a cute little mole on her top lip. She looked angelic except for that mouth, it was full lipped and dead sexy. His mind boggled. Then his eyes traveled further down her curvaceous form and he was rewarded with a bird’s eye view.
The water had saturated her flimsy swimsuit making it transparent. The material stretched taut across her chest clearly defining each areola and its stiff peak. The words left his mouth in a whisper, “If you’re trying to tempt me with that see-through suit then your strategy is working.”
A definite mistake.
Kathy’s eyes flew wide, without his supporting hands she panicked and with flailing arms sank like a stone beneath the water.
Ice lunged, grabbed her arm, and dragged her coughing and spluttering to the surface. “I’ve got you Kathy, you’re safe.”
She clutched his neck like a lifeline and gripped his hips with her legs. He tried to calm her. “Relax you were never in any real danger,” he said cradling her in his arms. She clung tighter. Her curvaceous body jammed hard against him made him lengthen. Pleasure engulfed him. He fondled her ass, rubbing her up and down his length. Meeting her eyes, he whispered raggedly, “You’re killing me, babe.”
*
The bulge at his groin was obscenely huge and his words had her in a fluster. Beet red and way out of her depth she whimpered, “I don’t mean too.” Then dropping her legs scrambled to put some space between them.
Liz, her self-appointed protector, swam up and intruded on the moment giving Shane, a censorious glare. “Kathy, are you all right?”
“Yes, I’m fine. It was silly of me, I panicked,” she muttered.
“Come on, we’ll take you in, that’s enough lessons for one day.”
“You two go ahead, I want to do a few laps first.”
Kathy and Liz waded to shore and picked up their towels. Liz spread hers on the sand and stretched out, Kathy rubbed herself dry. She was still blushing and pulled her T-shirt over the offensive swimsuit that was so transparent, everyone had copped an eyeful. But that wasn’t the worst of it. When she’d launched herself at him, she’d felt the full length of his rigid penis flush up against her, but did she back away then? No, she circled his hips with her legs and settled on top of it. It wasn’t until he rubbed her up and down its length did she back away. What he must think of her, she dare not imagine. But oh, he did feel good.
*
Ice watched until Kathy and Liz were safe back on shore. He seriously needed to burn off some tension and couldn’t walk out of the surf with a boner the size of Everest. Holding Kathy like that had fired his blood to the point where it wasn’t a question of if they’d have sex, it was where and how soon.
An hour passed before he came ashore, the exercise had left him feeling relaxed and more in control. He padded up the sand to where the girls were stretched out sunbathing.
“I was beginning to think you’d drowned.” Liz pushed her sunglasses off the bridge of her nose and peered up at him.
The towel was scratchy on his skin as he dried off. “I guess I was out there a while,” he conceded. A shadow passed overhead as he dropped beside her. He looked up. The sun was eclipsed by a disruptive sky. “I think it’s time we made a move.”
“Ready when you are,” Liz said, and she and Kathy got up and began gathering up their belongings.
His stomach rumbled like the threatening sky, and he gave it a slap. “All that exercise has made