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“I don’t believe that for one minute.” Dan has got me flush against his body now, and I go limp. Even the playful fight is gone out of me once we’re skin to skin. “I think that you want to touch me every chance you get.”

“How do you even remember to breathe with that big ego taking up all the space your brain should occupy?” I tease, reaching up to run my thumb over his full bottom lip. “I’ve never met a man so self-obsessed.”

“It’s why we get along so well. Your ego suits mine, you know?” He’s spinning us in a lazy circle, and I instinctually wrap my legs around him. “We could rule the world, you and I, Ms. Elise Van den Bosch, if we ever had the initiative to leave the bed.”

“We’re not in bed right now,” I point out.

“That’s true.” His voice lowers seductively, making me shiver. “But even now, I’ve got bedroom things on my mind.”

He emphasizes his words by pressing his body into mine, the hard line of his erection telling me everything I need to know about his current feelings for me, bedroom or not. My cheeks heat, even in the warmth of the summer sun.

“Can’t you control yourself even for a few hours?”

He chuckles. “Elise, you’re nearly naked, soaking wet, with your legs wrapped around me. I’d have to be a dead man not to be hard right now.”

I grind myself against him experimentally and hum in approval at how firm he is already, and the frustrated noise he makes. “Well, you’re certainly not dead, then.”

“I will be soon if you don’t stop,” he rumbles in my ear, brushing my damp hair out of the way so he can kiss my neck. When he moves back to my mouth, his lips taste like salt.

I don’t take his warning, wrapping my arms around his neck and pushing my pelvis against his again. Dan makes a strangled noise, lowering his hands until he’s supporting my weight by holding my ass, fingers clenching and unclenching.

“Still not dead,” I point out with a wicked smile, and when he kisses me this time, it’s deep and intense, our teeth clicking together. Even though there are people on the beach behind us, Dan manages to make this moment feel so intimate and personal. When we’re together, it’s like the world shrinks down to just him and me.

“If you’re going to continue to tease me, I’m going to finish what you’ve started,” he murmurs against my lips, his fingers starting to work under the waistband of my panties under the water.

“We can’t!” I hiss. “There are people right over there!”

“It won’t look any different to them whether I am inside you or not,” he assures me, palming my ass a few times before giving up on removing the offending garment fully. Inside, he pulls them aside so his fingers can graze my bare pussy and I jump.

“And you’d be okay fucking me out here knowing that other people can see us?!”

His touch grows more demanding, fingers sliding between my folds as my breath shudders out of me. “It will just look like we’re swimming together.” He runs a thumb around my clit, and I make a helpless sound at how good it feels. “It will just be our little secret, El. What do you say?”

I know that I should deny him, and how wrong this is, but the temptation is too strong. I can’t resist Dan, and he knows it. Biting my lip, I try to come up with a good reason to say no, but finally, I nod. “Okay. If you really think no one will notice.”

Dan grins fiercely, pushing me so I float away just enough for him to jerk his briefs off. I know that out here in the sea, under the open sky, there can’t be much foreplay, but he still takes his time touching and caressing my pussy with a practiced ease, using his thumb to tease my clit until it’s swollen and I’m bumping my mound against his hand. I’m anxious to have him inside of me, taking this rare chance to admire his tanned chest and arms while he works to pleasure me. Dan seems to enjoy my touch just as much as I do his, and it doesn’t take us long to reposition ourselves once more; this time, for him to sink home into me.

The warm sea water makes our movements slower than they would usually be, everything deliberate and slick. He’s finally gotten my panties off, but I keep them around one ankle, so they don’t float away as I wrap my legs around his waist once more. We’re so perfectly made for each other than when I do, it’s like we’re perfectly lined up for him to enter me without even having to try.

Cupping my ass again, he pulls me forward until the head of his erection is pushing between my folds and into my core. I’m still sensitive from last night and exhale shakily as he fills me, having to go in small increments because of how snug the fit is. He can’t look away from where he’s entering me, transfixed by the sight of his cock disappearing into my body, but for me, watching the expression on his face turns me on even more. I love watching how good my body can make him feel, especially since he’s such a generous lover with me. This time is no exception.

“This is going to be quicker than I wanted,” he tells me as I trace his pecs with my fingertips. “It’s just you… all wet… so tight…”

I kiss him, hard, before pulling back, “Just fuck me, Dan. Please.”

With a groan, he captures my mouth once more, surging into me until he’s sheathed to the hilt. I suck in a shocked breath at how quick it was, my body is forced to accommodate his impressive size, but after the surprise comes a sharp pleasure. Dan doesn’t waste any time, pulling out and slamming home again, finding a rhythm in this strange, aquatic position that doesn’t make what we’re doing too obvious.

I hold myself as close as I can to him, just riding out his pace and enjoying every second of it. Once Dan is settled into a tempo, he goes back to gently stroking my clit in tighter and tighter circles until his thumb presses against it in earnest before starting the process over. I can’t keep my hips still at this, jerking spasmodically against him, dropping my forehead to his shoulder when he breaks our kiss. Surely the people on the beach can’t still be in the dark about what we’re up to, but at this point, I’m feeling so good that I don’t care.

Pressure is building at the base of my spine, and Dan doesn’t slow down his pace at all, feet firmly planted in the sand. He’s driving us both toward a steep, fast, satisfying peak, and all I can do is hold on.

“You’re mine,” he growls into my ear. “Tell me, Elise, tell me you are.”

“I-I’m yours.”

“And who is about to make you come?” he demands.

“You!” I cry, quieting the sound against the flesh of his shoulder, biting down. Dan exhales in a rush at the nip, his thumb never ceasing on my clit and his cock filling up my pussy again and again, relentlessly.

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