Santino glanced around. Women of every age sunned topless. A couple of girls even played ping pong, their perky breasts bobbing up and down with every jump.
揑抦 not sure I like other men staring at your boobs.?
I laughed and stretched out on the towel. 揧ou抣l survive.?
I ignored the little voice that said he抎 soon enough have to share me with Clifford. It wasn抰 welcome right now.
揝eeing you half naked like that makes me regret my choice of shorts.?
Santino wore tight short pants that accentuated his muscled ass and his impressive junk, which was growing. He sat down close to me with a look I knew too well.
I grinned. Then my eyes registered a couple on the beach that was kissing really passionately, she actually lying on top of him. And another couple in the ocean was definitely getting it on.
Santino followed my gaze, a smirk twisting his face. 揑抦 really starting to love France.?
揙nly took you two and a half years,?I teased.
He stretched out beside me, his head propped up on his palm. His smile promised trouble. I rolled on my side. 揥hat??
He scooted closer and kissed me, slow, but with purpose. I knew this kiss. My eyes fluttered, handing myself over to the sensation. Kissing Santino always gave me life. After a while, my nipples puckered and wetness gathered between my legs.
Santino pulled back slightly, his eyes trailing over my attention-seeking nipples. 揝eeing them and not being able to suck them is torture.?
I bit my lip, the idea of Santino抯 hot mouth around my sensitive flesh only increasing my need. I glanced along the beach to see if anyone was watching, but people were busy with themselves.
Santino scooted even closer then slid his hand between my legs, at first only resting it on my inner thigh. Then his thumb grazed my slit over the fabric and his lips claimed mine once more. While his tongue teased my mouth his thumb graced me lightly. The simple touch and his kiss with the added thrill of being in a public place soon had me sopping wet.
My breathing grew deeper and faster. Our kiss intensified, and the static between us raised goose bumps all over my body. Santino抯 finger didn抰 speed up but he increased the pressure.
揑 need more,?I whispered against his lips. 揑 need you.?
Santino nodded then pulled away and closed his eyes briefly while he tried to position his erection so it wasn抰 as obvious. 揕et抯 go into the water.?
I grinned and sat up. Before I stood, I quickly checked that my bikini bottoms didn抰 show any hints of what we抎 been up to. Santino rose to his feet. If you looked at his crotch, it was still obvious that our kiss hadn抰 been innocent. It was a good thing that we were at the fringes of the beach.
We went into the water and Santino immediately pulled me against him. I slung my legs around his middle, then lowered myself until I could feel his erection press against me. I moaned, already so ready for him. Santino reached between us, fumbling a bit before he shoved my bikini aside and his tip pressed against my opening. I lowered myself without hesitation. As his cock stretched me, my body began to shake. Santino immediately captured my lips, swallowing my moan as I came around his cock. He pushed me down until he was sheathed all the way inside of me.
揟hat was quick,?he growled, his lips tracing my throat.
揑 was already well-prepped.?
揌mm.?He lightly bit down on my shoulder. He felt impossibly hot inside of me, maybe because of the cold of the surrounding ocean.
Santino lowered us even deeper into the water so only our heads peeked out and I began to rotate my hips slowly. Soon Santino panted against my lips. I loved the taste of salt on his skin, the sound of the waves and seagulls, the bright sunshine.
Santino and I looked into each other抯 eyes as our bodies moved slowly together. Every stroke of Santino inside of me let the fire in my belly burn brighter. The world around us became a blur of sounds and glittering sunlight.
This time I came even harder and Santino swallowed my moans even as his own body convulsed with climax and he released into me. I closed my eyes, my sensitive inner walls sending new waves of pleasure through me as Santino came inside of me.
I wrapped my arms around his neck even tighter and put my head down on his shoulder. 揑 want this moment to last forever.?
揑t would lose meaning and intensity if it did,?Santino murmured, stroking my spine.
I nodded, because that too was true. I wanted more moments like this, not relive the same moment over again, but eventually that was all I抎 have.
I swallowed the sadness. We still had three weeks of vacation and then six more months in Paris before our time was up. We needed to make the most of it, soak up every moment of laughter and lust and joy.