Page 48 of Desolation

“That is besides the point.” I huff. “I shouldn’t have done it. You’re right. It was wrong. I—I sh—"

A smirk grows across his face as he takes a step closer to me. “If it was so wrong you wouldn’t be so flustered over it right now.”

Great. His cockiness is back.

“I am sorry. I’m sorry I walked away without an explanation.”

“Are you sorry you kissed me?”

I bite my lip but look him in the eyes as I shake my head. I still remember the taste of his lips and it’s been four days. I can’t say I regret that.

His eyes roam my body as he steps closer to me. That’s when I realize my white swimsuit doesn’t do the best job of covering me up when it’s wet. Not to mention I can feel my nipples hardening from the cool breeze or maybe it’s the way he is looking at me. I watch him as he watches me, his tongue gliding over his bottom lip. I squeeze my thighs together as I think about what that tongue could do to me. It doesn’t go unnoticed by him as a deep throaty chuckle leaves his throat.

“Good to know I haven’t lost my touch then.” He turns and starts running down the beach.

What the hell?

“Landon!” I shout but he keeps running down the beach. Despite my better judgement I run after him.

Why? I have no idea. I am not supposed to be doing this. I’m supposed to be figuring out my future and all the shit that is going on back home. Not flirting with some young guy that may or may not turn me on more than any man ever has with one simple look.

I’m halfway to him when he turns around and starts running back toward me. That’s when it hits me that he was in the middle of exercising and I ruined his workout. He wasn’t running away from me. I don’t know why that gives me a bit of relief.

He stops when he is right in front of me. “How did that feel?”

I raise a brow at him, entirely confused.

“To just have someone run away from you,” he finishes.

My mouth drops open. I’m at a loss for words. Asshole just played me.

“That’s what I thought.”

I’m about to respond but his hands wrap around my waist and his lips are on mine. This time I don’t hesitate. This time I let him. Because despite all my better judgement, feeling something with him wins.

My arms are around his neck as his tongue delves into my mouth. One of his hands slides up my back and under the string of my top as the other slides over my ass. Completely inappropriate for the public setting but I don’t care. He brings back that reckless feeling in me and I pull him closer, letting the heat of his body press into mine. I am sure he can feel the hardness of my nipples against his chest just as I can feel the hardness of him against my stomach.

He pulls away from my lips, his mouth making a trail of heat down my neck before moving up to my ear. “Mari, Mari, Mari, what are you doing to me?”

“What are you doing to me?” I moan back just as his other hand finds my ass and he lifts me so my legs wrap around his waist.

There is no denying the effect we have on each other. White hot heat sizzles between our skin as my nails scrape down his back and his fingers dig into my ass.

We are entirely indecent.

Entirely wrong.

But everything about this feels right.

A few drops of rain start to fall but it does nothing to cool the heat between us. I wish we weren’t in public. I wish we were back at his place so we could fully explore our bodies. Let this heat festering between us explode like a supernova, taking us over, sucking us in like gravity. His hips grind into mine and I moan as I bite down on his lip.

“Fuck, we can’t do this here,” he groans against my lips.

“I don’t want to stop.”

He turns his head away from me and I follow the movement as he looks toward the water.

His eyes snap to mine and I nod before I can think twice about the fact I just agreed to fuck him in the ocean.

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