Page 103 of Fighting the Tide
B & N.
The last time I came to this lighthouse, I turned that brick around so that the engraving was hidden.I remember it clearly, as if the memory is embedded in my mind.This tells me Brooke was here after that and she wanted me to know it.My descent down the rest of the stairs is slow as my heart beats hard against my rib cage, jarring me across the floor.I run my fingers over the etchings and swallow down the emotion rising up.
Then I grip the brick and pull it out, peering inside the hole to find a plastic bag sealed with tape.I instantly know it’s from Brooke and that it’s old.I can smell the musty scent of it from sitting so long inside the damp compartment.It’s almost like she knew it would be a while until I found it.
The plastic crinkles in my hand as I pull it out and feel the papers inside.Two folded notes that I can tell, and even though I would love nothing more than to put them right back and forget this entire night, I can’t.I slip them into the pocket of my pants and look down at the brick before rubbing my thumb across the engraving and smile.It feels like a lifetime ago when the sight of this made my heart soar, but now, it just aches for the friend I once had.
I slip the brick back into the gap, once again keeping theB & Non the inside.It’s the end of our chapter, and I need to put it all to rest.She’ll still live here inside the lighthouse and in my heart, but it’s finally over and the strings connecting us are truly severed.
“Goodbye, Brooke,” I whisper as I turn and leave the lighthouse, shutting the door tight behind me.
Once I’m past the gate, I feel like I’m able to breathe again, and the only weight I feel is the one in my pocket.“Everything okay?”
My head snaps to the side to find Colette sitting on the wet sand, her arms wrapped around her legs.“What are you doing out here?”I head over to her and look down as she pats the sand beside her.
“I wanted to watch the waves,” she explains.“Come sit with me.”
She’s still wearing that dress from earlier, and I can see the goose bumps decorating her arms from the chill.I sit beside her and drag her onto my lap, wrapping my arms around her shivering body.“You’re going to catch a cold,” I chastise as she snorts.
“Then keep me warm.”Her suggestive tone has an immediate effect on my cock, and I’m hard in an instant.She turns to face me, her long legs straddling my waist.“Finish what you started in the bookstore.”
“What you started,” I correct her and grab her hair to bring her face to mine.“Finish what you started.”I give her hair a yank and then devour her mouth, letting her seep into my senses.Her taste and scent drive me to the brink of madness, and just when I think I’m nearly lost, she grinds down on top of me.
She gathers up her dress around her waist, reminding me that she’s not wearing any underwear, and gives me a filthy smirk.“Undo your pants,” she demands.
“Wait, we’re going to do this here?”I look up and down the beach, trying to see if anyone is near us.I can hear the sounds of music to my left and cars up on the road behind us.
Colette’s hand wraps around my chin as she forces me to look at her, her eyes dark with desire.“You look at me.Now, undo your pants like I asked.”My cock grows harder as everything around us fades and it’s just me and my girl.
I do as she instructs and undo my button, then slowly lower the zipper.My cock pushes free from the restraint and tents inside my boxers between us.“Now what?”I smirk at her as she squirms, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip.
She doesn’t answer as she reaches underneath the waistband of my boxers and flips them down.Then she rises to her knees and grabs my length in her hand, her cold skin shocking me as I hiss.She pays me no mind as she guides my head to her entrance and sinks down over me, her hands moving to my shoulders.Both of us gasp together at the perfect connection our bodies make, and when she begins to move, I brace myself with my hands on the sand behind me.I let her have this as she moves to a rhythm only she can hear.Her hips gyrate slowly as she lifts nearly to the tip, then slowly sinks back down.It’s agonizingly slow and testing my patience.I want to grip her waist and pummel up into her, making her scream with each inch I feed her.
“This is mine forever.No one else’s,” she breathes out as she picks up the pace, chasing her oblivion as I watch her with awe.My fingers curl into the sand to prevent my hands from touching her, and those beautiful eyes pin me with a look so possessive it steals my voice from my throat.“Say it,” she grits out as she bounces up and down, a groan escaping my lips.
“I’m yours,” I husk out as she smiles, the moon choosing that moment to make an appearance and illuminating her outline in an ethereal light.“I love you.”
“I love you!”she screams as she tightens around me, her head tipped back to let the moon’s light kiss her face.I fall with her into the abyss as her pussy milks me dry on the open beach where anyone could see us.
She falls forward, her face meeting the crook of my neck as her heavy pants heat my skin.I lean up, my cock sinking a little deeper as I wrap my arms around her, smiling when she jerks her hips in a gasp.Insatiable.That’s what we are.I don’t think I will ever have my fill of her and it only makes me angrier knowing Cassie tried to ruin it all.
Her head comes up from my neck and she sits there with me still deep inside of her, her eyes searching mine.I run my thumb along her bottom lip as her tongue comes out to taste the pad.“Do you want to stay with me tonight?”
“Yes,” she whispers and lifts herself off of me.
I tuck myself back into my pants and stand to do them back up as she fixes her dress.“I’ll take you home so you can pack a bag.Make sure it’s for a few days, or forever.”
“What?”Her head snaps up to look at me with surprise.“Forever?”
“We can pretend otherwise and I’ll drive you home every few days to pack a new bag, but I want you in my bed every night.I want to be inside of you as often as I can, and I don’t want to waste any time.”I grip the front of her dress and drag her toward me so I can look into her eyes.“I’m willing to go slow, but you will be in my bed every night.You won’t be alone in that house again.”
“Okay.”She nods and tips her head to the side.“I love your cottage on the beach so much better than my house anyway.”
I drop her off with the promise that I will be back in thirty minutes, giving her enough time to shower and pack a bag.She doesn’t ask me any questions, just leans over to kiss me before running inside.I pull out my phone as I watch her, the plastic bag crinkling in my pocket, and text Cassie.
Can we meet up?The theater parking lot, in 5 mins?
She takes not even a minute to open, read, and reply to my text, like she’s been waiting for it.
