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"Consider me your beach buddy."

"Are you messing with me? For real you want to go?"

I laughed. She looked like a little kid trying not to get her hopes up. Man, she was goddamn adorable. "Of course I'm being serious. I've always been kind of interested in discovering lost treasures, so you're really doing me a favor letting me tag along."

"I don't believe that for a second but that's okay. Your lie is forgiven." She laughed and rolled her eyes but popped from the bed, gesturing for me to follow. "C'mon! Let's hit the shower, grab breakfast and we can be at the beach by nine. This is going to be fun!"

"I love a girl with a plan," I said, readily following her — not only because her enthusiasm was infectious but because only an idiot would decline the opportunity to be pressed naked and wet against a beautiful woman.

When I was with Starlie, I could be myself, and I wasn't ready to give that up. When it was just me and her, it was like being wrapped in a cocoon, isolated and insulated against the world's prying eyes. She didn't give a shit about football, didn't have a clue as to what was happening in that world, nor did she care, and seeing the light in her eyes over something as simple as combing the beach for lost trinkets was everything I needed right now.

I would deal with the rest of the bullshit later.

Once under the spray, I reached for Starlie, but she slapped my hands away with a grin. "Hey! There's no time for that. We're on a schedule. Oh! We have time to swing by Percolate, that little coffee shop on Third. They make the best iced chai. Do you like chai?"

"What is chai?"

She cut me a short look as if I'd been living under a rock. "It's a spicy tea, delicious, and my favorite. You're going to have to try it."

"I'm game to try anything once," I said, still not quite convinced that we didn't have time for a little fun. I pulled her into my arms and sealed her sassy mouth with mine, loving the taste of her from the top of her head to the tips of her toes. She was the drug I couldn't get enough of.

"Cason…" She groaned in mock exasperation even as her arms wound around my neck, her plump tits pressing against my chest, her hardening nipples creating a similar reaction in my cock.

Good morning, baby girl…

Shower sex was overrated, but messing around in the shower? Hell yeah, let's get the party started. I grabbed a handful of her ass, her cheeks filling my palm, lifting her up and grinding my fat cock against her pelvis as I moved to the soft skin of her neck. "You know," I started, pressing soft, lingering kisses across her skin as the steam from the shower swirled around us, "You're quickly becoming my favorite thing to do…all I can think of is how it feels to be inside you…the way you say my name right when you…" I gently parted her soft folds to slide a finger inside her. She gasped and held onto me more tightly. When she was ready, I inserted another finger, seeking that secret pleasure spot, "Yeah…that sound should be illegal…because the things you do to me…you fucking wreck me."

The slick heat of her pussy on my finger as I slowly and gently teased her G-spot, awakening her nerve endings, stiffened my cock until my balls ached with the need for release. But even as I wanted to cum, her pleasure drove me like nothing I'd ever experienced. Her sounds, her scent, her little laugh to cover her embarrassment — it was pure insanity how much I wanted it all.

Fuck, this ride should come with a warning label — ride at your own risk, may lose all sense of what matters in life.

"Oh God, Cason," she cried, holding onto me for dear life. Her legs started to tremble, and I added a little thumb pressure to her swelling clit. Her breath caught, and I knew she was close. Starlie's entire body was made for pleasure. She soaked it up, reveled in it, and exploded like a sweet starburst of breathy moans and gushing juices that fired me up likewhoaanddamn.

"That's it, baby, cum for me," I murmured as her body shook harder.

"I'll fall," she gasped, her cheeks flushed and eyes wild. "My legs…I?—"

"I'll catch you," I promised, urging her to let go.

"Cason!" She cried out — that sound like molten lava incinerating everything in its path — her pussy clenching around my fingers like her arms around my neck as she shattered into a million glittering shards of fragile crystal.

I waited a moment before reluctantly withdrawing my fingers. She slowly pulled away, her gaze going straight to my glazed fingers as I licked every bit of her juices with a grin before reaching above her to rinse in the spray.

"Now," I said silkily, "we're ready to start the day," before kissing her hard, stealing her breath, knowing she could taste herself on my tongue.

She stared up at me, her hand curling around the stiff flesh prodding her in the belly, "That's not fair," she said with a husky murmur. "Seems a little lopsided to leave you like this."

"Well, you said we were in a hurry…"

"Something tells me you won't take long," she teased with a throaty laugh as she adjusted the shower head and gently pushed me back against the shower wall. She went to her knees and took my thick cock down her throat, her hand cupping my ball sack, gently tugging at the puckered flesh in a way that drove me wild.

She was right. I was ready to blow the minute her lips touched my flesh, but I tried to hold back, even as a groan escaped my lips.

I threaded my fingers through her wet hair, closing my eyes as I lost myself to her soft mouth devouring every inch.

She wrapped her hand around the staff while her tongue laved the sensitive ridge beneath the fat head, and I nearly busted a nut right there.

Hold on, I told myself, but I was losing the battle. My balls were already tightening, pulling as that tell-tale rattle in my bones traveled down my nerve endings before I had time to warn her. I exploded, stars burst behind my eyeballs, and my knees threatened to buckle. Thank God the wall was behind me; otherwise, I would've gone straight to the shower floor in a heap.

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