by Terra Kelly
“It has been far too long.” She reached her hands forward and helped me slide the condom down my cock. “I had no idea how much I needed this.”
“Hopefully you’ll want a lot more.” I positioned my body between her legs and slowly pushed my cock into her already slick pussy. “Because I already know I’ll need more.”
Gabby grabbed my ass cheeks with her hands and squeezed. “Baby, I plan to fuck you a thousand more times.”
“Not all tonight I hope.” I teased and increased my movements in and out.
“I wish,” she said and leaned up to capture my lips. “I want more of you, Leslie James Irving.” She kissed me again. “So much more.” Then she pushed her tongue inside and I happily accepted.
If she gave me the chance, I wanted to cook all my favorite meals and make love to her every night before falling asleep with her wrapped in my arms. The thoughts of forever played around in my mind. It seemed crazy to feel this strong for someone you had just met, but as I pushed deeper inside, I felt my whole world shift.
Gabby with the red brimmed hat would be my forever.
Thirteen
Gabby
“Wait, don’t let go yet,” I was holding Leslie’s hand as I slowly stood in the center of the paddle board. “Shit,” I wobbled and slipped a little.
“Keep your feet apart like we talked.” He tapped his free hand on my right leg. “Bring your foot forward a little bit more.”
After our mind-blowing sex on the beach, we repeated it all again one more time. Then I forced him to feed me because I was starving. The man had seriously made sandwiches with homemade bread. He was a keeper for sure.
“Okay,” I held my hands out to the side. “I think I feel good now.”
He lifted the paddle for me to take. “Are you sure?”
“No but give me the paddle anyways.” I carefully wrapped my hands around the grip and questioned everything I was doing. “I really hope no one is watching.”
The moon wasn’t full tonight, thankfully, so it was pretty dark out. Hopefully dark enough that everyone would miss me in my birthday suit while wobbling back and forth on a damn paddle board. I didn’t plan to be in the nude, but Leslie stole my clothes. What was a girl to do?
“You’re doing great, Gabs.” He had his hand wrapped around my waist to keep me balanced. “How do you feel now?”
Wait, did he seriously just let go of me? “Good, but...” Then I looked over and saw his tall frame getting darker as I drifted further away. “I–.”
“Focus,” he said and didn’t move.
I could do this. I would do this. “You didn’t tell me you were letting go.” I moved the paddle in a slow movement through the water. “Hey,” I moved the paddle to the other side and slid it through the water again. “I’m not falling over and I can talk to you at the same time.”
“And now you have naked paddle boarding to mark off the bucket list,” he teased.
“It wasn’t on the list, but it definitely is now.” I worked to shift the board back toward Leslie. “How do I get down?”
“Are you already done?”
“I’ve experienced it. I’d say I’m good.”
“You can stop moving the paddle. Then you have the option to just jump into the water or carefully get to the sitting position.” The board had finally moved in a half circle and was now moving in his direction.
“What about if I just crash into you instead.” The board just missed hitting him. He reached for the paddle and then pulled my body down into the water. “Or not.” I laughed and found myself in his arms. “It’s getting late.” I hopped down and wrapped my arms around his waist.
“Ally might start to wonder.” He placed the paddle on the board and guided it back to the shore. “When do you leave Wilmington?”
I followed beside him. “Not for another five days.”
“Really?” He stopped and turned to face me.
“I took a week off, but now I’m wishing I had asked for the full two weeks.” I placed my hands on his chest. “Why?”
“I want more time with you.” He brushed a finger down the side of my face and wrapped his hands around my waist to pull me closer. “You need to sunbathe by my station tomorrow.”
“I can wear your favorite hat”–I leaned up on tip-toes –“but I can’t sunbathe nude on this beach. You know, rules and all.”
“I’ll get you naked after my shift ends.”
“You promise?” This time when I kissed him, I knew something had changed. My life. My job. Where I lived. It all felt different. The cubicle where I worked on a daily basis didn’t feel important anymore. I wanted to have the opportunity to get to know Leslie, to finally have the chance to enjoy beach life with my sexy lifeguard.
Did I just say my? Hopefully he would be mine.
“Holy shit,” Ally said and closed the hotel door behind me. “Why are you home already?”
I turned and let my back fall onto the mattress. “Ally, oh my fuck.”
She dropped down beside me and rested her head against my shoulder. “That good, eh?”
“More than good. It was mind blowing and amazing.” I turned my head to face her. “I don’t want it to end, but in five days I have to go back to work and sit in a cubicle I hate.”
Ally sat up and crossed her legs in front of her. “No you don’t.”
“What do you mean? I have a job that pays my bills. It’s not like I can just leave it whenever I want.”
“Who says you have to stay at your shit job?”
“Well,” I said and sat up. “Since the bills don’t stop coming, I guess all the presidents on every piece of currency control me.”
“Gabs, you’ve hated your job for quite some time.”
“How do you know that?” I knew Nova and Ally had talked in the past. Now I wondered if they talked on a regular basis.
“It’s written all over your face.”
“I’m that transparent?”
She reached for my hand. “Pretty much, sweets.”
I groaned and stood up to go take a shower. “What if Leslie doesn’t feel the same way? Then I’ve left my job for a man that just wanted a good fuck.” Ally laughed at my words. “What? It’s possible. I don’t really know him yet.”
“Something tells me he thinks you’re more than just a fuck.”
“Women’s intuition?”
“Exactly!” She ran over to where I was standing in the doorway of the bathroom. “Your face shows me all I need to know.”
“We’ll see.” I said and grabbed a towel on the rack behind the toilet. “You know my track record with men.”
“I also know how amazing you are.” She walked back to the bed to sit down. “You just had to find the right guy.”
I thought about her words as I stepped into the shower. He definitely felt right. I squeezed a small amount of shower gel in the palm of my hand and started to rub my hands over my body. As my fingers moved lower, the vision of Leslie lifting his head from in between my thighs and flashing his heart stopping smile played over and over. Fuck. I wanted him to be the one.
Fourteen
Leslie
“Is that?” Cal walked up the ramp. “Did the rescuer get a little thank you nookie?” He slapped my back and leaned against the railing.
“Please don’t ever say that to me again.” I brought the binoculars down to my side. “How old are you?”
“Come on, you’re not going to share with your best pal, Cal.”
“You’re not my best pal.” I leaned back in my chair and stared at two women sunbathing about ten yards away. “And if you ever use the word nookie again I may have to turn in your man card.”
“What? All guys say nookie.”
“No man in any lifetime has ever said that fucking word.” I noticed Gabby lean up and turn toward me to get my attention. “And aren’t you on duty right now?”
“I’m on my break.” He started down the ramp. “I’ll find out the details.”
“Goodbye, Cal.” I waved and turned my attention back to my red hat beauty. She was taunting me today by wearing the infamous hat.
I thought about how it was hard dropping Gabby off at her hotel last night. I wanted to take her back to my place and hold her in my arms, but she insisted on getting back to the hotel because Ally was alone. I struggled with the realization she was only here for five more days. A part of me wanted to buy a plane ticket for Ally and send her ass packing so I could have Gabby all to myself. The other part of me knew that was my dick talking.
I had just met Gabby. The chances of this becoming anything more were fifty-fifty. She had a life in Charlotte. My life was in Wilmington. Trying to have a relationship with three hours separating us was not my idea of fun.
“Wanna play?” A woman ran over to the station. She was wearing three tiny pieces of fabric to prevent exposure. I’m not sure how this was even a swimsuit you had to buy on a rack. It was literally three small triangles and some string. “We need one more player.” She was standing by the ramp to the station.
“Um, yeah, I can’t.” I held up the rescue can sitting by my feet. “I’m on duty.”
“Bummer. You look bored up there.” She smiled and spread her palms out over sides of the volleyball. “Maybe when your shift ends.” Then she lifted the ball and served it over to one of her friends.
“Maybe.” I mumbled and turned back to the only woman on my mind at the moment. “More like, never.” Playing volleyball was the very definition of hell for me. It was a misconception that all lifeguards knew how to play, I certainly didn’t.
“You know her?” Gabby sauntered up the ramp.
“What? No.” I stayed seated. Some days my dick had a mind of its own and this was one of those days. It was the small swimsuit, not the random woman with the volleyball.
“That’s how you plan to greet me.” She stopped directly in front of me and put her hands on her hips. I knew she was messing with me because she was sporting a small smile while trying to look all tough.
“I’m on-duty.” It was still not a good idea to stand. “PDA while on-duty is not advised.”
“Oh my god, you’re hilarious.” She looked around and then reached down to cup her hand over my now deflating erection. “She was hot.”
“You didn’t just do that?”
“Do what?” She shrugged her shoulders and plopped down in the chair beside me.
“Grab my cock in front of everyone on the beach?”
“No one is watching.”
I had a new erection now. This one was much stronger and I felt uncomfortable in the position I was currently sitting. “There are people watching.”
“Look around.” She waved her hand. “Who’s looking at you?”
I glanced over to the volleyball game. “They are.”
“Well, they don’t count.” Gabby leaned up and waved at the women. “I did that for them.”
“You did, huh?” I rested my arm on the side of my chair and leaned my body closer to Gabby. “I didn’t peg you as the jealous type.”
“I’m not.”
“Really?”
“I just know what I want.”
“And what do you want?” I grabbed a lock of her hair to spin it around my finger and tug her head a little closer. “Are you thinking about fucking me right now, Gabby?” I watched her chest move in and out, and her breathing increased. “Should I take you into the station and shove you up against the wall.”
“Les,” she whispered. “Tell me more.”
I laughed at her words. “You’re begging again.”
“You’re stalling. What happens next?”
“Everyone on the beach would hear you begging as I rip your bikini bottom off and push my cock deep inside your pussy.”
“Fuck.” She threw her hand over her chest and rested her head back on chair. “Go on.”
I laughed at her words. “If I continue, it will be the real thing, Gabby.”
Her head shot up and she looked at me with wide eyes. “Really?”
“Because I need you, so badly.”
“We have a problem. You know that, right?” She reached over to grab my hand and lace our fingers together.
“Yeah, I do.” I squeezed her hand. “Five days is not going to be enough.”
“Have you ever been to Charlotte?”
“Have you ever thought about staying in Wilmington?”
We were both staring at each other. I knew there were people on the beach and I should be watching them, but I couldn’t look away from my sexy brunette.
“This is crazy.” She stood up and adjusted her bikini. “We don’t know each other enough to move. Hell, for all I know you could be some crazy man that just gets off fucking woman that have head injuries.”
“Is that what you really think?”
She turned toward the ocean. “Not even a little,” she whispered.
I wanted to touch her but I had to be professional while still clocked in. “Gabs.” I stood up and stepped closer to her. “I’m sorry.”
“For what,” she spun and looked up at me. “I’m an asshat for saying that. I should be the one apologizing.”
Finally, I reached up and touched the side of her face. “Let’s enjoy the five days and we’ll figure shit out after that.”
She held her hands up. “Agree.” I placed my hands against hers and we laced our fingers together. “Let’s enjoy all five days.” She glanced around and stepped up closer to me. “That thing you were describing earlier,” she said for only my ears. “You know, the station and me against the wall.”
“Yeah?” I tried not to laugh but her facial expression was adorable.
“Could it happen?”
“After hours.”
“Then I’ll meet you here later.”
“Sounds like a date.”
Gabby placed her index finger against my chest. “If by date you mean hot sex, then yes.” Without another word, she wiggled that cute little ass back down the ramp. I watched as she pulled the red hat down over her eyes and lay back down on the towel.
“Fuck me,” I mumbled and made myself focus on the beach. There was still four hours left until my shift ended. It would be the longest four hours of my life.
Fifteen
Gabby
Four days later…
“This has been exactly what I needed.” I wrapped my arms around Leslie and rested my head on his chest. “I promised Nova and Ally I would recharge on this trip.”
“And I definitely recharged your battery a few times,” he said while laughing.
I groaned and buried my face against his chest. “I don’t want to leave.”
He combed his fingers through my hair. “We can talk every day.”
Ally and I had a long chat last night about my job, Leslie, and this chance meeting. I knew my friend was right about going back to Charlotte for now. I didn’t even know if Leslie was the real deal. This trip was my time to get away and unplug. I did do that.
“Every day?”
“That’s what I said.” He kissed the top of my head and moved to the side of the bed to sit up. “You can send me pictures while you’re at work of how much fun you’re having.”
“And you’ll taunt me with pictures of the beach?”
“I would never.” He burst out laughing and climbed on top of me. “That would be mean.”
“So mean,” I rubbed my leg over his erection. “What are you doing next weekend?”
He bent down and lightly kissed me. “I’ll be in the middle of a seven day stretch.” I wrapped my legs around his waist. “What will you be doing?”
“Playing catch up with spreadsheets.” He dropped down beside me and rolled onto his back. “Your job sounds more fun.” I grabbed his hand and started to fidget with each finger. “I have to go.”
“I know.” He brought my hand closer to his mouth and kissed each finger. “Will you call when you get home?”
“So you really do want to keep t
his going?” It was an honest question and I just had to ask.
“More than anything.” He pulled my body on top of his and pushed his cock hard against my core. Ally could wait for a little bit longer.
Two weeks later…
“That’s so not fair.” I whined and dropped my forehead on my desk.
“I can take you the next time you visit,” Leslie said and pulled the snorkel mask off. “When will you have time again for a road trip?”
For the last fourteen days I had been texting, video chatting, and voice recording with Leslie any chance I could get. Of course, my cubicle and apartment were boring compared to all the back drops Leslie was sporting on a daily basis. Every time I saw the ocean, the pull to move became stronger.
Ally and Nova were telling me pretty much every day now that I needed to move. Yet, it had only been three weeks since I first met the man who made every one of my dreams magical. Moving now felt wrong. I knew my libido was doing most of the talking for me. Making the decision for Wilmington to be my new home had to be for all the right reasons, not so I could fuck the hot lifeguard whenever I wanted.
“I’m not sure yet.” I smiled and rested the side of my head in the palm of my hand. “We just signed a big client and I foresee long hours in my future.”
“There was a lifeguard opening again.” He had been sharing all the ocean related job openings since I arrived back in Charlotte. “Oh, and the scuba company is looking for a new business manager.” Most of the jobs were entry level or I didn’t have the skill set to apply. Then he mentioned the business manager position. “You didn’t say some smartass comment for that job. Are you interested?”
“Smartass. Should I be offended by that comment?”
“You always say something about the jobs.”
“I do not.”