Page 61 of All Your Firsts Without Me

“Yeah, sure.” She glances at the papers scattered all over the floor. “I didn’t know writing music was so much fun.”

“We make a good team.” I grab her hand and haul her out of the room for a break.

I whip us up a plate of nachos while she freshens up in the bathroom. Instead of sitting at the table, we sit on the steps of the deck. The moon ripples through the water. It’s a beautiful night.

“I think the thing I like most about being out of that basement is getting to experience day and night. Down there everything was the same.”

“I’m a night owl,” I tell her. “My creativity comes easier in the dark quiet of the night.”

She turns to me, her golden eyes glowing. “It’s a good time to let your dreams come out to play.”

I feed her a nacho before chomping down on one myself. She covers her mouth as she chews, and it is so adorable I lean over and kiss her nose. “What do you dream about?”

She lets her gaze travel down to the beach. “I’ve always dreamed of love and passion. Connections. Freedom. I don’t really crave material things. What is life without a connection to it?”

“I love your brain.”

Giggling, she snags another chip from the plate. “Is that all you love?”

My eyes travel down her body and over her bare legs. “No,” I growl lightly in her ear, nipping at her cute little lobe.

“Would you like to help me fulfill one of my dreams,” she breathes.

I pull away, my eyes searching hers. “Yes.”

“Will you make love to me on the beach?” she asks shyly, tucking her hair behind her ear.

Immediately, I set the plate on the deck and rush inside, grabbing a blanket off the back of the sofa. When I get outside, I see she is already heading down to the water. I hurry to catch up with her, grabbing her waist and twirling us around before setting her back on her feet.

She takes the blanket from me and places it on the ground. I lie down, pulling her on top of me. She sits up, teasing her hips over me. I grab her face, guiding her to my lips. I kiss her until I feel her toes curl against the outside of my thighs.

April shimmies out of her panties as I slide my boxers down. I’ve never had sex on the beach. This is new for me too. It’s exciting, not to mention her skin looks luminescent in the light of the moon. She’s gorgeous.

She rises on her knees over me, reaching between us. April stares into my eyes as she slowly lowers herself onto me. Shit, it’s so good. So crazy good.

“I like the way you feel inside of me,” she whispers, her breasts brushing against my chest.

“Jesus, April. You’re going to make me come if you keep talking like that,” I say, cupping her breasts, brushing my thumbs over her sensitive skin.

Her breathing picks up as she rises and falls on me. Over and over and over, such sweet fucking torture.

I roll us over in one swift motion, capturing her lips with mine. Our teeth knock together as our kisses become frantic, aggressive, needy.

My hips barrel into her, harder, faster. God I’ll never get enough of her. She’s so intoxicating. Her body, her mind, her soul. I want it all.

April has always been my muse. I feel like my entire life has been preparing me for this. I’m not even close to being worthy enough to worship at the temple of her body. But here I am, and I’m never letting her go.

Her body tenses, her back bowing off the ground, her mouth falls open as her eyes find mine… she lets out the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard in my life. My balls tighten and I come, explosively right inside her and it’s then I realize we didn’t use a condom. I fall against her, our bodies sweaty, and sticky.

I roll off her, staring at the stars. “We might kill each other at this rate,” I tell her.

She turns, curling herself into me. “What a way to go,” she says dreamily.

We lie side by side for several minutes before she starts giggling. “I think I have sand in places I definitely shouldn’t.”

“Me too.”

While we are showering, I decide to broach the subject of my carelessness of not using a condom. I’m such an idiot. It’s been so long since I’ve had to worry about it, I guess it slipped my mind.

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