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Standing waist deep in the water, I trailjust snorkeled my way from a colorful reef not fifty feet out The sand is white, the water crystal clear, the occasional fish darting around as ade closer to shore
I’ tiny shells out of their beds of sand Turn the each one with a keen eye
Nearby, Rowdy dips into the waves, tipping his head into the ocean and brushing his hair back My eyes suction to his pecs when he rises, salty seawater sluicing off his hard, tan body
Dripping
Wet
Droplets fall down his backside, glistening along his spine, absorbed by his aqua blue and hot pink swiht, down between awk at hi atlike diamonds on his shoulders, chest, and abs
Dear lord
I drop the shell in one
The sound of the waves is a seductive caress and hasexhilarated Reflective
"Rowdy?"
"Yeah?" He strides toward h the water
"Why did you invite me here?"
He rolls his eyes "Because you love the water"
"Not to the beach, you goof--on this trip, to Florida to spend ti "Airfare was cheap"
We’re closer to the shore now,into the sandy ocean floor with every step I take
My hand shoots out, grabbing hilance down at my hand, barely able to cuff halfway around his thick , stop"
I’ve taken to calling him that lately, rather than his baseball nickna special, and only I can use his given na it around his narroaist with a shiver under the blazing, Caribbean sun
"Is that the only reason? The cheap airfare?"
He pauses, uncertain "Of course not"
"Why then?"
"I wanted to make you happy" As he says it, his hands drift fro onit into oblivion "Jeez, Scar, why are you asking all these questions? Is everything okay?"
Because I want to hear you say you loveto be dra, that’s all I’ht now, I can’t even believe I’ht here in this spot"
With you
"You grew oneverywhere"
"A weed," I deadpan
"A cute weed?"
Cute? I narrowhot ith a beautiful set of tits I’d give anything to see naked right now?"
Tits
Jeez, that word
"Sterling!" I chastise, though his words get me so hot I moan No amount of cool ocean waves can tah raze
"There are people watching" There are families everywhere, kids Couples Grandparents
His parents
My eyes roa the on deck chairs, his dad reading a World War II book, hiswith a towel draped over her face
Rowdy follows aze while the tips of his thumbs brush across my nipples "If ere alone, would you let me take your top off?"
That’s a no-brainer "Yes"
"What a coincidence," he croons, deep voice givingto be alone later"
"Is sex the only thing you think about?"