Page 104 of Judging Duke

I fidgeted in my chair, realising it had been a few days since we’d even done anything remotely sexual, so busy were we packing up our lives in the UK and saying a fond farewell to our friends.

“When you’re done with food. We should go for a stroll on the beach.” I ran my foot up his leg to see his response, and I wasn’t disappointed.

“Fuck, Duke. What are you doing to me?” His voice was tense.

“I’m seeing if you fancy a swim in the sea later or maybe a walk on the beach. I’d prefer it were dark, though.” I winked and took a bite of the delicious bread, a similar moan leaving my mouth.

“How long until nightfall?” He checked his watch. “We’ve got at least another hour. Can you wait that long?”

“I’ll wait, plus we have this food to eat.” I scooped up some cheese with the bread. Fuck, I’d best hit the gym later.

Waiting was pure torture, but we managed. We occupied our time, discussing plans, eating the food, drinking the wine and busying ourselves putting the finishing touches to our bedroom.

We slipped into our swim trunks, and grabbed our towels before making our way down to the beach. It was dusk, and there was no one around.

Barbara hadn’t lied when she said it was secluded. We had the place to ourselves.

“Swim first?” Simon dropped his towel on the beach and kicked off his flip-flops. I did the same.

Tiptoeing into the water, we held on to each other, the sandy sea bed trying to trip us up. We looked a sight, two grown men laughing as we held hands.

Who’d have thought we’d end up like this? We’d gone from hate to love in a matter of months, and it had only grown more as time had passed.

Ziggy, of course, thought it was hilarious and reminded me of it every time at quiz night. Guess he was going to have to find another couple of suckers to join their team now.

Finally, we were chest deep in the water, gentle waves lapping against our heated bodies. It was sublime.

“Bring you arse over here,” Simon said, curling his finger. “About time we had some time to ourselves, don’t you think?”

I waded over to him and wrapped my arms and legs around him, bringing him and his cock, deliciously close.

It’d been twelve months since we’d got together. Twelve months where we’d seen the death of two friends, and Robbie confirm his relationship with Carlos. We saw Mum and Dad regularly and often visited the restaurant, our family closer than it had ever been. It was a pity that Simon’s parents still held a grudge, refusing to be in the same room as me.

I never told my parents about my prostitution and Isla had been sworn to secrecy.

Only now did I feel some kind of relief, that finally we could concentrate on us and our future. All thanks to Barbara and Cyril.

“How are you feeling?” I asked him, nibbling on his ear.

“Horny as hell. What about you?” His cock hardened against me.

“Same.” I rubbed myself against him, letting him know just how much.

“Do you think anyone would notice if we stripped off?” He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

“Considering there’s no one about, I don’t think it would matter at all.” Excitement zipped through me.

I put my feet on the floor and, with his help, slipped off my shorts. He did the same.

“Fuck that’s freeing.” He swished around in the water, his shorts in his hand.

I knew what he meant. It felt amazing with no constraints.

We weren’t so far out that we couldn’t reach the beach with our clothes and threw them to land safely out of the water.

“Now, where were we?” Simon placed his lips on mine, his solid cock pressing against me.

I kissed him back, biting and licking, nipping and sucking. His tongue invaded my mouth time and again, the saltiness of the sea on his lips. Our breaths became heavy.

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