Page 84 of Gravity

“But I like you pressed against this pillar far too much.”

Pushing me back, she shifts from under me and I groan from the loss of her touch.

Today is going to be torture knowing, I can’t be with her in the way I want.

I’d got a call first thing this morning from Nora, practically begging me to cancel all plans because we were going to the beach. The happiness in my chest came to life at the thought of spending the day with her was like never before, but then she proceeded to add that Pete, Fiona and Wade would be joining us. For a second, the selfish part of me wanted to roar from my chest because I’d already spent the night alone after working until the early hours, knowing she was in her own bed when I got home. But then I heard excitement in her voice when she’d said it had been Pete’s request to have a family fun day and that I was invited, too.

“Come on. Dad already has his kite flying.” She steps away from me, turning herself so she’s walking backwards. The red of her swimsuit compliments her golden skin, but I want to untie it from around her neck so the fabric falls and reveal her breasts before I take them into my mouth. Her white, unbuttoned linen shirt hangs off one shoulder, and I want to graze my teeth along her collarbone, right before I nip a little harder on the sensitive part of her neck to mark that I have been there.

Fuck. She is spellbinding. And she is mine. Every fucking part of her.

“What are you thinking about?”

“Nightfall. And you, naked.”

She laughs.

I start walking slowly toward her, each step I take causing her to take one back, and I already have a game of chase going on in my head, only mine ends where I pin her down to the sand and fuck her until sunset.

“Well, the quicker we head back, the quicker night fall will come.” She grins, a mischievous look clouding her eyes as her fingertips trail down her stomach. “And you know what else you’ll get?”

“What?” It’s almost a growl as I take another step toward her.

“This.” When her fingers slide under the waistline of her bikini bottoms slipping into her heat, I’m ready to fucking combust. Knowing I can’t have her here and at the same time wanting to reprimand her for her teasing, I do the only other thing on my mind and chase her.

“Seriously. You fucking tease.”

The moment I charge toward her, a scream leaves the back of her throat and she sprints across the sand like never before, laughing out loud all the way as I’m fast behind her.

“Pop. Help!” She laughs, knowing full well that Pete can’t do anything as we approach them, but I hear him shout anyway, telling me in his own way to get her.

Picking up my pace, I’m behind her sooner than she knows. I grab her around the waist, causing a hysterical scream to leave the back of her throat, but instead of bundling her to the ground, I divert my plan, lift her over my shoulder and run toward the water.

“No. Grayson. I’m sorry!” She laughs, and the sound makes my heart beat faster because I love hearing it so much.

“You think you can do something like that and get away with it?” She wriggles in my arms in an attempt to free herself. “Can’t run from me, Shortcake.”

When I’m in a position where I know her parents can’t see us due to the number of people that surround us, I throw her into the water, right before pulling her back up and crashing my mouth on hers, savoring the moment and her touch.

* * *

“How’s he doing?” I ask Wade as I approach him, nodding toward Pete. He’s been down flying the kite with Nora most of the day, and I’ve heard nothing but joy from the pair of them as the Aquarium designed kite has dipped and dived through the air.

After taking a break, Wade had brought Pete a little further up the beach out of the way of other people who seemed to slowly invade the space around them.

“He’s doing okay. A little tired. I said I’ll come back and get him in a while once he’s had some shade.”

“I’ll keep him company for a bit.”

“Thanks.”

As Wade heads back down to where Nora and Fiona are, I head on up to Pete.

“Hey, old man. How’s it going?” I take a seat in the beach chair that is next to him, thankful for the shade I now have, too. It’s hot out today.

“Good. H-happy.”

“Yeah. Wade did good finding you a chair that runs along the sand.”