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  “We’ve been walking around town all day. I’ve worked up a sweat, and I think you have too. There’s some water here. It seems obvious to me that we should go and cool ourselves off, don’t you think?”

  I smirked. “It does, but I didn’t exactly bring a bathing suit with me for this.”

  “What part of private beach don’t you understand, Leah?”

  Another eyebrow rose as he broke away from me. He pulled his shirt over his head and threw it down, then slid his pants off and laid them right next to them. Before long, his underwear topped a pile of his clothes.

  He was naked as the day he was born before me. Sure, I’d seen him before, and sure, he was hard then. Right now though? Even without that boner and the thoughts it instilled in me, he still looked damn sexy. It took me a moment of looking him up and down and admiring him all the way before I realized just what he was suggesting. “You’re going to swim. At the beach. Naked.”

  “Yes? You look surprised.”

  “I didn’t see a sign saying this was a nude beach,” I replied nervously.

  “Private beach. Or effectively private. If you want to mince words, yes, I’m breaking the law right now, but I’ve never seen anyone in all the years I’ve been here. It’s fine,” he said, his voice pleading with me. “Come on, Leah. It’s no fun to swim alone.”

  I shuddered, realizing that yes, he wanted me to join him. I wasn’t Miss super-prim-and-proper, who never ever broke a rule.

  “Trust me. We’ll be fine.”

  Pushing my nervousness aside, I realized that was all I needed to hear. He wasn’t about to start leading me astray now.

  “Just throw my clothes on the ground?” I asked.

  “You can put them on top of mine if it makes you feel better.”

  “If I get panties full of sand, it’s your fault,” I said with a grin.

  “That’s a blame I’ll gladly accept.”

  9

  I laughed and pulled off my shirt, tossing it near his. My shorts, sandals, and bra quickly followed, and I noticed that Enrique was gawking at me. “All just a plot to get me to strip, huh?”

  “Hey, I know what’s under there, and I like it. Is it so wrong?”

  It wasn’t and I couldn’t help the thoughts that popped into my head. I wanted him, needed him. I pushed my panties down and left them along with my other clothes.

  My nervousness was shining through. I was naked. Outside. In a public place. Even if no one was around, it was still a major line that I wasn’t expecting to cross today.

  “Come on, Leah.”

  He waved me forward and rushed into the water, letting the waves coat him. I was more timid going in, and having the rushing water tickle my privates in ways that I had never experienced before was strange. It felt pleasant, having the water touching me like this. Sure, it was touching me like this even when I was wearing a bikini. Now, though, it was so much more.

  Adrenaline started to urge me forward as I went into the water, and I suddenly had to dive for cover.

  Enrique was slapping water my way. After a brief moment of taking cover, I realized I could return fire, splashing him as well.

  Back and forth, we both were breaking out in laughter, acting like we were just a couple of stupid kids. A wave hit us both, sending us under for a moment, but we quickly got back on our feet - and into one another’s arms.

  Still half submerged in the water, I had my arms wrapped around his bare body. We were both soaking wet, but I had the slightest inkling that part of me would still be wet even if we were in the middle of the Sahara. His hands caressed my body, coming up the small of my back.

  He couldn’t hold himself back anymore. He kissed me. A deep, strong kiss. There was a scent of the ocean in it, but the lust inside of me just didn’t care and I kissed him right back. Feeling his body underneath my fingertips, feeling his firm, strong ass. All of him. I wanted him to be mine. If I could have no other man for the rest of my days, I knew I wanted it to be Enrique. It was a feeling I could not explain.

  Pulling me closer, I felt his cock throbbing against my thigh. Despite the chill of the water, being this close to him and having my body at his reach was more than enough to overcome it. “I’m sorry. Water playtime is over, Leah. I can’t wait anymore. I need to fuck you really soon or I’m going to blow – and not in the good way,” he said with a lopsided grin.

  I laughed and leaped into his arms. He caught me and hoisted me up, easily carrying my weight. He hauled me across the sand and brought me to the clothes pile. Still in his arms, we kissed again as he lowered me on the sand. Leaving me on the ground, he broke away from me for a moment to my surprise.

  He was doing something off to the side of me. I pushed myself up and looked over.

  Enrique was laying out our shirts and pants all together in a formation.

  “What exactly are you doing?” I said.

  “Making us a makeshift blanket.”

  “Why?”

  “Because if I take you on the sand, we’re going to get a lot of sand in places that are a pain in the ass to clean. Practicality, Leah. As much as I love being ruled by my dick, I enjoy stopping to think sometimes.”

  I laughed, and then slapped him on the back. He was apparently finished with his makeshift construction, because he lifted me again and placed me in the center of our clothing. It did feel a whole lot nicer to lie on than the sand did, honestly. Knowing that I got sand in intimate places in the past, even though I was wearing a bikini, I mentally thanked him for his foresight.

  His hands caressed my body, going down my neck, between my breasts, over my abdomen. Everywhere he touched, my skin ignited in goose bumps, and I yearned for more from him.

  My hands ran down his arms in return, and I was more than ready for him. Enrique lay on top of me, sharing another kiss, taking me into his arms. He pulled me up, making me sit on his thighs, my legs bending around him in our embrace.

  The man’s cock was teasing me, right under my pussy. I whispered into his ear. “Are we done just fondling each other? Cause you’re not the only one with an insatiable appetite. I could really use you inside me right now.”

  “Just what I was hoping to hear,” he said. He shifted his weight, his cock tickling my pussy lips, and slowly slid in. With his entrance, it brought an overwhelming shudder of delight as he pushed deep into me. Having him inside me was enough to make me feel complete.

  The way we were entwined kept us oh so close together, close enough to kiss. Close enough to feel his chest rubbing against me. Close enough to grind on him a little and drive him wild. All the same, he started to fuck me. Steadily, and slowly, not too deep, but deliciously wonderful all at once.

  We rocked back and forth, sensually enjoying each other. Kisses on the lips between us, and his kisses went down to my chest, to my breast. Our rhythm was steady, a low purr coming from me, and Enrique looked to be enjoying the view that was in front of him. Or at least I hope he was, because I was definitely enjoying the one that was in front of me.

  My hands ruffled his hair and ran down his back, my legs closing around him, bringing us even closer together as we embraced. He was tender, sweet, everything that I ever wanted in a man. My eyes closed, feeling the curves of his back, again trying to memorize them, knowing that this was only going to be brief.

  A moan forced them open, his cock tickling my clit so deftly. We kept at it, our speed increasing. I fell back, my arms struggling to keep myself up as he started to go deeper, harder.

  ” Leah, I think I must have been a saint in a past life to even be worthy of you.”

  Another laugh, a more somber one. I gritted my teeth as the ecstasy inside me spread. I looked at him and sighed deep inside. He was mine tonight. He could be mine forever. “No saint would be making me feel this good,” I breathed.

  His thrusts became harder, faster, and more driven, building toward a bigger climax. It was as if my words of admiration encouraged him further. He pulled me toward him and I bucke
d, feeling the head of his cock going past the point where my body could really accommodate him. Walking along this razor’s edge felt so damn good.

  A shock hit me, a jolt of bliss so strong that gravity finally won out. He was there though, to catch me and make sure that there would be no pain in our pleasure. My legs shifted over his shoulders, his strength now lifting me up as he continued thrusting. I was surprised at his power and then reminded myself of what he looked like and that I shouldn’t have been surprised at all. He shifted, now on his knees as he rocked his cock into me and continued to send me higher and higher toward ecstasy.

  I cried out freely, knowing the sounds of the waves hitting the beach would cover me if any stranger happened to be passing by. We were truly alone here, truly allowed to embrace each other so freely on this beach. It was a strange mix of pleasures, seeing the sun fade in the distance while having my body marching firmly toward utter ecstasy.

  Enrique groaned. “God, I can usually last so much longer. With you, though, damn. You make me feel like an incompetent teenager again.”

  “Trust me,” I said between moans, “I’m not disappointed. Not at all. I’m so fucking ready for you.”

  He pulled me forward, helping me get on level with him. I was higher than him in this position, but I kissed him all the same. He then used his location to suck on my breasts, sending another spike of electricity shooting through my body. Enrique was out to overwhelm me from all sides, and despite loving the journey, I was now lusting after the destination.

  “Fuck, Leah. Why do you have to be so perfect for me?”

  Another groan, and he guided me back down to our makeshift blanket of clothes. My legs were still on his shoulders, and he pushed himself deeper into me, fucking me like a piston now. I was folded up and loving it. The way he was fucking me though, yeah, I enjoyed it. I loved it. His cock was so deep inside me, filling me as my body pulsed wildly.

  I shuddered in bliss, inching closer and closer to my climax. My fingers ran down his back, urging him to keep fucking me. His finger was on my clit, because apparently I wasn’t moaning loud enough for his liking.

  I relished the thought of having him buried in me like this nonstop. That mental movie in my head somehow spiked the lust inside me a little higher, and I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer.

  “Leah, dear Leah, oh my God, Leah.” He repeated my name in between declarations to God, as if I were a deity. With the way he was treating me, I might as well have been.

  Too much. One more thrust, one more stroke of my clit, and I was quivering in his arms. Shaking, I called out loudly, singing his praises and letting my body express itself wholly. Head to toe, everything was so intense, my vision blurry from the tears in my eyes. Then it finally exploded. Everything exploded. Like a monstrous wave, the orgasm washed over me, followed by gradually smaller waves mere seconds later.

  My pussy pulled him deeper into me, begging him to cum.

  With one last mighty thrust, I heard his loud, low groan. It surprised me. Guys were never that loud with me, but I guessed with Enrique and me, it was something special. Enrique kissed me deeply as we both recovered from our intense seaside sex.

  He was out of breath, and resting inside of me was as good as any other solution. Still, I remembered that I was on the pill. The pill that I forgot to take that day.

  I shook the thought out of my head. Missing one day didn’t mean instant pregnancy or anything like that. I wasn’t going to ruin this moment with more negative thoughts.

  Was it really so negative though?

  I must have been crazy to even think about it. Emotions did weird things to you though.

  Slowly, Enrique pulled out of me and helped me into his arms. He spooned me, holding me so very close to him, and I could feel his cock pressed against my ass. Together, we watched as the sun continued to set in the distance, accompanied by the sound of the Mediterranean’s endless waves.

  10

  There was something incredibly wonderful about being in his arms like this. Naked, and feeling his warmth beside me. I’d never felt more wanted, more desired than I did at that moment, never more safe or content.

  My naïveté frustrated me at times. Could this really be what love was? There had been plenty of guys I liked. Even one I said I love you to. I didn’t mean it then, even if I felt stronger about him than any guy before. Enrique, though, what I felt for him was on a whole other planet than what I felt about my previous lovers. I really couldn’t even put it in words.

  I felt his heartbeat against my back, his hand gently caressing my hair, his arms across my breasts and my abdomen. It was something I wanted to experience forever. A huge part of me wanted to say those words to him, but the ironic thing was, it was so hard to say because I feared that I truly would mean every single word of it.

  “These past two days, Leah, they’ve been fantastic.”

  “Yes,” I whispered, still fighting my thoughts.

  “I have never desired a woman this much. God, I wish my body would let me take you again right this second.”

  “That’d be nice. Nature has to let us rest sometime though.”

  “Unfortunately,” he said. This was followed by another long silence. He too was enjoying the view. “So, you leave for America tomorrow?”

  I nodded.

  “Stay. Stay with me, Leah.”

  My heart sank, because I knew this was coming.

  “I have an apartment downtown. A wonderful location. Come live with me. I’ll take care of you. I’ll help you get into the local university if you want to continue to pursue your education. Money is no object, I just want you to stay with me.”

  I took a deep breath. I wanted to say yes so badly. Being with Enrique alone was enough. I knew I’d come to love Valencia quickly, and there was no better way to quickly learn a language than total immersion. Having Enrique every day, having his kindness, his smile…having his body every day for the indefinite future…that was a wonderful dream.

  “Talk to me, Leah. Tell me you’ll stay with me. We have too good a thing to simply let it go just like that without exploring all the possibilities.”

  He was right. God, he was so right.

  Still, my mind flashed to my sister. How close we were. How much she had gushed about her wedding. How she told me she still needed my help to make some last-minute decisions. How she was my best friend, and that no matter what happened, she always would be. She’s family, and nothing would ever change that. How for that reason alone, she would never forgive me if I missed her marriage to Christopher.

  All the same, I wondered how much I truly loved Enrique. I was twenty. Just because my age didn’t have the word teen in it anymore didn’t mean that I was completely free of the foolish mistakes of being one. Two days was nothing to judge the potential of a lifelong relationship on.

  “Talk to me, Leah. Your silence unnerves me.”

  Tears were forming in my eyes, and this time not from joy. “I can’t.”

  “Don’t be silly. It’s easy, you just don’t board the plane.”

  “I can’t miss my sister’s wedding, Enrique. It’s too important of a thing for me to blow off. Plus, the wedding’s not for another six weeks. She wants me home earlier to help her with the rest of the preparations. Can you imagine how much she’d hate me if I ignored her special day because I was on a fling with some European guy?”

  Enrique was silent. He still held me, strongly, in spite of my rebuttal of his request. His voice was low when he finally started to speak again. “I understand. Then come back to me afterwards. Come back to Spain. Be with me, Leah.”

  I pushed away his arms. They were quickly going from wonderful to painful in no time flat. I stood up, tears still in my eyes. “After her wedding, I’m set to start college. It’s already paid for, by a fund my parents set up and paid into for years. I can’t exactly blow that off either. I have friends and family back in America. People I’m close to. People who are important to me.”

/>   Enrique looked at me. “So what was the past two days then? Nothing? I believe the American idiom is chopped liver?”

  “No. Not in the least.”

  “Why are my feelings, no, your feelings, Leah, so easy to shoo away? I know the way you look at me. The way you hold me. The way you fuck me. There’s so much subtext in the little things you do that tell me that you want me just as much as I want you.”

  “My feelings?” I shook my head. “I can’t trust my feelings. Not after this. They’re telling me to do stupid, illogical things, like tell you yes, and stay here with you and make sweet, passionate, energetic love every day until I die.”

  “Listen to them, Leah. Please.”

  “I can’t!” My fists bunched up. “I’m too smart for that. I know how idiotic my body wants me to be at my age. Instinct’s pushing me to have you again and again, rewarding me by making me feel so good. My body is an idiot and I can’t trust it to make such huge life decisions, like blowing off important events and my education just for sex, Enrique.”

  He sighed. He then stepped forward and hugged me, pressing my face into his chest. “I understand. Everything’s a bit crazy. God, I want you, Leah. So bad. No woman has made me feel the way you do.”

  My heart was tearing apart, a pain that was making me wonder if all the good feelings I had over the past two days were really worth it. I looked up, into his face and he smiled softly as he pushed a stray hair off my forehead.

  “I understand, but I don’t have to like it,” he said before kissing the top of my head. “Go. Go to your sister’s wedding. Get your education. It was foolish of me to think you’d live here with me. We’ll find love. Somehow, someway, we’ll find…something.” A hardness spread across his face before his eyes drifted away from mine. “There’s billions of men and women on this planet. There has to be more than one for us, right? I’m only thinking rationally here, Leah.”

  I nodded. “Yeah. If only one in a million people are good for us, that’s still technically thousands when compared to seven billion, I suppose.”