Page 55 of Doctor of the Bay

The waves wash up beneath her. It’s cool and tantalizing against the heat of our bodies. Not caring who’s watching, or that there is sand everywhere, I push aside her bikini bottoms at the same time as I slip my cock out the top of my boardies.

I plunge into her. Her gasp’s frantic as her nails dig into the flesh of my back. We’re so hot for one another it takes only a few hard thrusts for us both to topple over the edge. Riding her naked has an entirely different effect than when I’m wearing a rubber.

I’m hooked.

I lean away.

“You are the end of me.” She moans.

“Dinner tonight.”

I push what’s left of my arousal into her one last time and kiss her hard. The water laps around us and sand digs into my knees and elbows. Then I let go and stand.

“What…” She sits upright, the spell broken as she glances around remembering where we are and blushes a red that matches her bikini top.

“Dinner tonight.” I reach a hand to her and help her up.

“Okay. But don’t say I didn’t warn you.” She straightens her top and bottom. “Now I need a shower. I’ve got sand where no woman should ever have it.”

She grins and I know beyond the shadow of a doubt my heart is hers.

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