Page 37 of Beauty and the Beach

“I wasn’t acting either.”

She forced herself to look up at him. “I didn’t think you were. I also didn’t think you believed that I was a real mermaid. I just thought you were teasing me about my job.”

“I believe in stuff like that.” He shrugs. “I’m kind of glad you aren’t a real mermaid, though. Now I can stop worrying about you being eaten by sharks.”

She smiled. “Thank you for hitting Don. I’ve been wanting to do that for weeks.”

“He deserved it and there’s more where that came from. Are you sure you want to work for him?”

“Hell no, but he’s the only game in town. I’ll move on to something bigger and better, but for right now, I’m living my dream. As sad and demented as that sounds. Except, my dream is missing something. You. I get the feeling that you’re not as into me now that you know I’m fully human.”

Makoa blinked at her in shock. “You can have any man you want.”

“I want you.”

“Why?” he said.

“Why? Because you’re sweet and kind. You’re sexy as hell and I’m hoping you won’t kick me out of bed tonight.”

“Only if you eat crackers.”

“I promise I won’t.” She held up her hand.

He stared intently at her. “You’re serious.”

“Who hurt you so bad that you don’t see how incredible you are?”

“Life.” He shrugged. “I’m pretty much the mayor of Friendzone.”

She crossed her arms at him. “Friend zone means that you think women exist solely to sleep with you and when they don’t it’s somehow a default to be friends with them.”

“Yeah, that’s why I can’t get laid. I goof up stuff like that.”

Crooking her finger at him, Ana pulled off her tank top. “If you want to get laid, all you have to do is come a little closer.”

His eyes half closed and the smile he gave her sizzled. “You were my first.” He unbuttoned his aloha shirt and shrugged out of it.

She bit her lip at the sight of his powerful chest. “Is this strip confessions?” Unhooking her bra, she let it fall off the bed. “I couldn’t tell. You’re a natural.”

Shucking off his shorts, he climbed fully on the bed and laid next to her. “You could destroy me with a harsh word right now.”

His hard cock was straining against his boxers and she traced the outline with her fingers. “Your turn,” he gritted out.

“Huh?” she said, lost in the feel of him under her fingers. “Oh right.” Easing down her yoga pants, she kicked them off and turned on her side to face him. “All the mermaids want to do you, and all I want to do is rip their faces off because you’re all mine.”

She was in his arms then and as he ravaged her mouth, she pressed her entire body against him. His lips were hot and sweet, his tongue delving in her mouth to slide over hers. Throwing her leg over his hip, Ana rubbed herself along the hard length of him. Makoa rolled her beneath him and rocked slowly, the friction of their bodies building a sweet tension in her. Stroking her fingers through his hair, she kissed over to his ear. “Your turn.”

He rolled off her, quickly kicked off his boxers and was back on top of her and between her legs before she could miss him. She could feel the head of his cock poking through the wet silk of her panties. “No one believed that I was dating a hot girl like you. They thought I made you up until you showed up tonight. And you are so wet, I could come just like this.”

“Oh, me too,” she moaned. “Help me take these off.”

They both fumbled until her panties came off too. “Wait,” she said, panting heavily and peered over the bed for her overnight bag.

Makoa nibbled on her butt. “Oh, stay like that.” He licked down to her pussy and dipped his tongue in.

Moaning, Ana snagged it and pulled it to her. She moved against his face, enjoying his quick and eager tongue. After a few minutes, she remembered what she was doing and with shaking fingers unzipped the bag. She held her breath when he continued to tease her. “Please,” she cried out.

He flipped her over on her back and kissed up her body to her mouth. “Please what, wahine?”

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