Connor’s profile was enchanting to look at from this angle. I couldn’t help but notice that the backdrop of the ocean and the palm trees added yet another level of handsomeness to the man. He is just so yummy! Propped up on my elbows on our favorite cabana, I watched him watching the couples walking along the beach. He had a slight smile, making me wonder what he found so amusing. Maybe it made him happy to see couples in love, or perhaps he fantasized about the women? It didn’t matter; he was delicious! And now I was smiling. I suggested a swim.
We walked hand in hand towards the shoreline, enjoying the sand getting squishier on our toes the closer we got to the water. Far out, the ocean was a beautiful deep blue, but from where we splashed into it, it was crystal clear. We could see every grain of sand being lifted by our feet as we tread deeper until the saltwater consumed us whole. Schools of tiny little fish surrounded our ankles, a few nipping us gently. I laughed as I spoke directly to those who were nibbling, “Thank you, Mr. Fish! I’d always wanted an ocean pedicure.” Connor laughed with me.
I pulled Connor to me and held him tightly. It was mesmerizing to gently rock with the waves while looking into his beautiful grey eyes and bronze face. His light brown hair was wild looking, adding a boyish charm. The tousled look was probably courtesy of the raucous night we had the previous evening or perhaps from laying in the sand and the beach bedding all morning. Reaching out to smooth it down a bit, I got closer to those lips and let my tongue glide into his mouth ever so gently.
I could feel him begin to throb with excitement. Connor looked into my eyes knowingly. He was eager to unleash himself from his swimming trunks. Luckily no one could see him push my bikini bottom to the side so he could enter me as I wrapped my legs around him. Sex in the ocean with him felt so natural, and so freeing. If this were to be my last minute on earth, it would be the way I’d want to go. We kissed deeply and passionately, with urgency and desire. Connor shuddered as he climaxed, gripping me tighter until he was spent.
“Baby, I’m sorry I came so quick but damn, you are such a good lover, I couldn’t help myself!” he said affectionately.
“No worries, my love. We’ve got all day to take care of me,” I said with a wide smile. Readjusting my bikini bottom, I found it funny that what slowly dripped out of me was mixing his salt with the ocean’s, as if it really needed any more brine.
We slowly walked out of the water, fully intending to take a small nap back in our cabana. Connor picked up his phone and growled.
“Damn it. I told them no phone calls.”
TO BE CONTINUED ON WEDNESDAY…