Page 21 of Alpha Bait

She leaned in and kissed me again. Fuck. Who cared about names. She was right. She'd made it clear how far she'd go and I could play ball. I reached for her kaftan and untied the waist, reaching my palms past the fabric and pressing my hand to her skin.

Every inch of her skin burned with heat and I couldn't resist laying her back on the sand and kissing her there. She wrapped her arms around my back and spread her legs so I could lie between them. The fabric of my suit and the fabric of her bikini provided surmountable but crucial barriers.

The waves crashed louder against the shore and in the distance, the flickering light of an evening bonfire roaring to life . The moonlight reflected off the diamonds in her ears and her dark eyes carried a perfect reflection of the moon in them. I kissed down her neck and her chest as she writhed in my arms, both avoiding and craving the ticklish sensation of my lips trailing along her skin.

"Don't stop..." she whispered.

I kissed her chest and kissed her breasts through the fabric of bikini, refusing to take another item of clothing off until she'd downright demanded it. She'd flung her kaftan off. My pants grew uncomfortable and hot as we kissed more and as my cock strained for an escape.

I reached for the soft point in the middle of her back where her flimsy bikini strings held her bosoms in place. Her fingers clawed at my flesh as she provoked me towards a point of torment.

I yanked the string undone and the bikini top crumpled, sliding off her body into the sand. Her breasts exposed to the moonlight and to my view for the first time sent a shuddering wave of desire through me. My cock stiffened further. She reached down and grabbed it through my pants.

Not yet...

I nudged her hand away from my hardness and focused my attention on her breasts. My lips clamped around her engorged nipples and I sucked on them hard until she moaned loudly...

"Shh," I whispered.

She arched her back, allowing me greater access to her breasts. I couldn't resist flicking my lips along her hardened blackberry nipples again. She gasped and I moved to another breast until she exploded with another loud moan. I shifted my lips from her breasts down to her stomach.

Her tight stomach converged at her small protruding belly button with a piercing through it. Three large diamonds hung from a white gold chain from her belly and dangled right above her tiny yellow bikini bottom.

I reached for the string on one side of the bikini.

"When I take this off... you'll be naked," I whispered.

"Go ahead," she replied...

I pulled one string undone and then a piercing laugh echoed over the beach. The noise was close. Too close. The beautiful woman propped herself up and snapped her head around to the right.

"Did you hear that?"

"Yes..."

We lay there quiet and still for a moment. Another laugh -- this one even closer.

"Shit..."

"C'mon, get dressed."

I hurried to my feet and tossed her kaftan over to her. The woman rushed to her feet, stringing on her bikini and then wrapping herself in the kaftan just as the two people approaching us were close enough that they were more than just figures.

Moonlight illuminated a short, walnut colored girl with waist length black curls and a tall platinum blonde woman.

"Oh my goodness is that Indie?!" one of them shrieked.

"Indie?! Indie FREAKIN' Holloway is that you?!"

The woman waved.

"Hey! Talia?"

"No way!"

The women rushed her and they embraced. My stiffness softened instantly. I hadn't heard wrong. This woman... the woman I'd kissed...

My mouth hung open. The women who greeted Indie waved and walked away from us. She sauntered up to me.

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