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“What? When did you cancel on him?”

“When you sat down.”

“Before we spoke? Why?”

Lying in his arms, I realize I’m about to crack wide open with vulnerability.

“Just the sight of you and hearing you talk to Al was enough to make me realize another date wasn’t going to help his case. I felt nothing. And then there’s what I felt for you in an instant. Even if you never talked to me, I wanted to feel like that instead of some manufactured attraction. I texted, he was rude, I laughed, and then you spoke to me.” He pulls my face up to see his and caresses my lips with his fingertips. “Hmmm. I don’t want to leave the beach.” I rub his chest and graze his stomach, moving my hand inside his trunks.

He whispers, “Take off your dress.”

I playfully hit him. “A bar waiter will be here in a second.”

“Trust me.” I skeptically remove my maxi dress cover-up, and he hands me his Rams t-shirt. Confused, I put it on. “Now, settle back into the same position.” I lie back down with my head on his chest, and he scoots me up a little bit. I drape my leg back over him. He spreads my dress over me like a blanket and positions his right arm down the front of my body instead of holding me. I curl around it still without a clue as to what he’s doing. A peaceful minute passes, and he slips his hand inside my bathing suit.

I gasp. “What?”

“Shh.” He inches his fingers lower, and I realize his intention. I try and sit up. “Stay where you are.” He’s using his commanding sex voice, so I stay put. I close my eyes, and his left index finger circles my mouth in rhythm to what’s happening below. Then his finger is in my mouth, and I’m sucking on it like it’s him, moaning quietly. I hear our favorite waiter arrive. He’s still feeling me, and I’m trying to compose myself.

“Can I get you lovebirds something?”

He’s remarkably calm as he answers Jose-Arnez. There’s a towel piled on his crotch. I assume to cover up his hard-on. He always gets one when he’s touching me. I scoot up a bit to give him better access.

“We’ll have two Palomas.” He looks at me.

“Yes.” I manage to say.

“Right away, sir.”

And he’s gone. I scoot up again and am close enough to bite his ear and whisper, “Alex. He’ll be right back. You have to stop.” And he thrusts two fingers into me, and I let go with an audible scream.”

“No,” he says defiantly. I have no control as he tickles me from the inside. My face is flush with a wave of warmth spreading quickly to my chest and belly. I move into him. Up and down, and he counters, and I’m in his ear again, “Fuck. Alex. Fuck. I know you want to hear me,” I moan.

“Very much.” He’s grinning and biting his own lip. He leans down to me, and our lips crash together. I pull away to pant, I’m so close, and then Jose-Arnez appears. Alex abruptly removes his hand from me and takes the drinks. “That was so quick, thank you.”

I’m unable to put words together. Alex puts the drinks down and signs the bill. My clit is buzzing, I’m flushed and so desperate to come I might finish in front of the waiter. Alex is up on his knees, crawling back towards me. He puts the drinks down in the holders and turns to me. I rip into his mouth with my tongue, and it’s met with the same fervor. He’s whispering as he kisses my neck, “Do you want me to finish?”

I grab his hair pulling his face to mine. “Either you do it or I will.”

“I’d like to see it sometime, but let me check my schedule.” He looks at his resort bracelet, pretending it’s his iWatch. He pretends to pull up his schedule while caressing my nipples through two layers of fabric. Still hot, though. “It seems I’ve got an opening to explore yours.”

I kiss his neck. “Please stop teasing me and make me come,” I whisper.

“That’s the single hottest thing anyone’s ever said to me.” His hand returns to rubbing my clit. His fingers thrust into the softest part of me, and I have no words. He’s in and out and controlling every cell I have. And suddenly, I release with a giant twitch and a series of quick breaths as he pulls out of me. Then he holds me as I continue to feel the waves of what he’s done. I try to regulate my breathing again, and there’s another small tremor.

“Oh, my God.”

“Now, let’s stare at the ocean a little longer.”

I kiss him, and he pulls me closer. “Alex.”

“Tess.” And I stare into his eyes. They’re intense and possessive. They’re also filled with something else. It’s bigger than both of us, and I hope he sees the vastness reflected in my eyes.

“Nothing.” I shy away from feelings trying to burst out of me. I’m a coward. He can’t feel the same way. And then he cradles my face in his hand. I lean into his touch without breaking eye contact.

He says, “It’s ok. Whatever you have to say, know that I’m feeling it too. And I didn’t just have a mind-blowing orgasm.”

“I never said it was mind-blowing.” He reaches quickly down and gently grazes my clit making me twitch and gasp again. “Point taken,” I say simply. He reaches down again, and my breath catches as I twitch again. And I can’t hold it in any longer. “Is it trite to say I’m falling for you? You’re just so unexpected.”