Page 36 of Fools in Love

For the next hour, they swam around the cove, looking at all the fish that darted in and out of the massive black rocks under the water. She found a few sand dollars, and he discovered a ton of starfish on the backside of one of the massive boulders that sat near the mouth of the cove.

When they grew hungry, they sat on the blanket in the sunlight and ate the sandwiches that he’d made earlier that morning, along with some chips and fruit. He noticed that she ate more than she normally did. Since he’d met her, she normally only picked at her food, taking a few nibbles here and there.

Today, she ate the entire turkey sandwich and even had a handful of chips along with a few apple slices. He liked that she was looking healthier and happier than she had when she’d arrived home.

After he put away the rest of the food, she lay back on the blanket and looked up at the sky. He lay beside her, holding her hand.

“Today is… perfect,” she said with a sigh. Then she rolled over and leaned on her elbow. “How private do you think this cove is?” she asked, her eyes searching his.

“I’ve never seen anyone here other than the people I brought along with me. Why?” He smiled as she leaned down and kissed him, plastering her body against his.

He’d hoped and prepared for this. He knew what she’d wanted from today. He wanted it too. He would be a fool not to.

He roller her over and looked down at her. Her long blonde hair was fanned out on the blanket, and her blue eyes were laughing up at him. Laughing, and filled with desire.

“Tom,” she said, pulling him back down to her until his lips covered hers. “Please,” she said against his mouth.

Her hands nudged his board shorts down his hips as he pulled her bikini top aside and cupped her breasts. She was perfection. Her warm skin puckered for him. When he dipped his head and licked her skin, she tasted like salt and sex, and he had to have more.

Trailing his mouth over her, he untied her top and then reached for the ties that sat just above each of her hips. She lay under him, naked, as the sun lit up her skin, making it practically glow.

Leaning back, he ran his eyes slowly over her.

“Perfection,” he said softly, then she pulled him back to her. His mouth found hers again as his fingers brushed over her sex slowly, softly, just a light touch until she arched into his hand.

Her soft moans encouraged him to explore her skin even more. He ran his tongue down her neck, over her peaks, across each rib and her hip bone, until he settled between her thighs. He gently nudged them wider and lapped at her pussy as her fingers dug into his hair, pulling, holding him to her as she cried out with pleasure.

When he slid a finger into her, she arched her back, her hands fisting in the beach blanket as she screamed his name.

He smiled, knowing that the sound would carry on the wind and waves. Knowing that it would be etched in his memory.

He took a condom from his bag and slipped it on while she lay there, eyes closed, her breathing settling. When he moved back over her, her eyes opened slightly. They had changed to a softer blue color. When he slipped into her, they darkened ever so slightly.

“Tom,” she sighed, wrapping her legs around his hips. “Please.”

At that moment, he knew that he would have given her anything and it went beyond the physical. In his heart, deep down in his soul, he wanted more than he’d ever wished for anything in his life for her to get what she wanted.

He hadn’t believed it was possible to feel the way he did towards her since he’d never felt anything like it before. Now, watching the sun play over her blonde hair, seeing her eyes turn color for him and fill with desire, he knew that he never wanted to lose that feeling. Whatever happened, he had to hold onto it and to her.

“Whatever you want.” He started moving slowly. “Just ask and it’s yours,” he said. And then he fell.

Chapter Twelve

Watching small puffy clouds float slowly overhead, Kate smiled as she trailed her fingers over Tom’s shoulder blades. She was too blissfully unaware of her surroundings to notice that she was tracing a jagged scar on his skin at first. The massive thing covered his left shoulder blade and ran down his back to disappear under his armpit.

When her fingers stilled, Tom shifted to lie beside her. He rested his head in his hands as he leaned up on his elbow.

“How did you get that?” she asked.

Tom sighed. “It was the day my mother and brother died,” he said, his eyes avoiding hers.

They were lying naked on the beach blanket as the sun shifted slightly in the sky. She didn’t know how much time had passed, nor care. All that mattered was that he had been what she’d wanted. What she’d needed.

Hearing this news, however, she sat up and hugged her legs to her chest. “You didn’t mention that you’d been hurt.”

He shifted until he was sitting beside her. “I… don’t like bringing it up.” He shrugged. “It was just skin deep.”

She twisted slightly until she could see the scar. She hadn’t seen him without a shirt before. He’d worn tank tops before, but had never gone fully shirtless.