“We’re going to cross of a few things tonight, baby,” I declare as she rubs her soft tits against my chest, the pebbled nipples delicious against my skin. Bending my head, I catch one of those nipples in my mouth, suckling until she rocks against me in the water.
“Will we?” she pants, head thrown back as I mark her tits with my teeth, sucking the nipples and biting the soft flesh. I love seeing my marks on her thighs, on her stomach, her throat, andmost definitely her tits.
“Oh, yes. We’re going to get that list done so fast you’ll have to make another one,” I tell her before she shuts me up with a searing kiss.
We play in the water for a little while before I agree to take her back to her hotel. At the door, I kiss her goodbye with a promise to see her in a few hours. I hate the idea of her being alone the rest of the day and I think about calling Brody to tell him he’s on his own today.
I have no idea how long she will be here in Sunset Springs. I never got tangled up with summer birds who come for a few weeks or a few months. Brody always gave me shit for not taking advantage of it, but it just never interested me. It figures that the first bird to interest me is one who won’t tell me how long she plans to be in town.
Just thinking about her not being here, not having enough time with her, twists my guts up. When I get to the beach shack where we meet up with clients, Brody is waiting with a dozen questions about where I have been. He shoots them off rapid fire before I can even grab a board.
“Who was the bird? How is she doing? You were with her all this time? Did you take her to your place? You never take birds to your place.”
“Yes, I took her to my place. I had to keep an eye on her after what happened. I am seeing her tonight again. In fact, I plan on seeing her as often as I can this summer, however long she is here. To answer that question before you even ask it. Her name is Kiera, she’s the coolest chick I have ever met, and I am going to be a fucking asshole once she leaves.”
Brody blinks at me, taking in all this info. Then he smiles, shaking his head as he claps me on the shoulder. “Maybe this bird won’t leave.”
Shaking him off because the last thing I want is to hold on tofalse hope, I steer the conversation back to business. If I am not with Kiera, I better be doing something worthwhile. Not wasting time gossiping about a girl who will never stay here for the likes of me. Shaking that negative thought off, I grab a board and go out to meet my first client.
I do my best with the client, but she is a younger girl, here to party her summer away. I am distracted, wondering where Kiera is, if she is crossing off things on that list without me. I am uncomfortable being with this young girl who flirts and fawns over me. It feels wrong and a little dishonest.
“You doing something tonight?” She asks as we finish up.
There is a moment where I realize how easy it could be. To just go with her right now, get laid, and never see her again. It would be so simple to screw up whatever I have going with Kira. Backing up from her before she can touch me as she has tried half a dozen times today, I shake my head with a smile.
“I am. I am taking my girl surfing,” I tell another little white lie. This time it is even less of a lie, so I figure it doesn’t count. “Hope you had a good time, let us know if you want to try going out again. Have a good night now.”
Brody is at the shack waiting and I can tell he heard at least some of that conversation. Steeling myself for his shit talking, I put boards away and closing up shop for the day. I am exhausted after five classes, including another summer babe who offered to pay me with her mouth.
“I expect to meet this girl, brah,” Brody tells me with a grin.
“Not going to happen. I am keeping her to myself while I have her.”
“Hey, man,” he sobers suddenly, following me out of the shack to lock up. “Don’t think about it that way. Why put an ending on it? Just let it be.”
Shocked by him being serious about anything, much less me dating a summer bird I fully expect to bail on me, I amspeechless for a minute. But he is right. There is a reason I was there, watching her, when she needed me yesterday. A reason she still wanted me with her all night. It might not last forever, but it might also be the best time of my life.
“Yeah. Yeah, I think I am going to. See you tomorrow, brah.”
Not bothering to go back to my place, I head right to her hotel. It’s the cute one on the beach with several brightly colored cabanas. It is not a luxurious place with mints on the pillows and Michelin star room service. It’s been here since the town started. I think it’s got the most character on the beach and it kind of tells me a little more about Kiera.
“There she is,” I say with a smile as she opens her door wrapped in just a towel. Her skin is wet, and she smells fucking amazing. Before I can grab her and throw her over my shoulder to carry her to the bed, she moves.
Her towel slips as she throws her little body against mine. I bend to pick her up as her tongue licks at my mouth, her little moan making me hard as stone. Stepping inside, I kick the door shut behind me, ripping the towel off. Dropping her on the bed, I waste no time. I won’t have enough of it with her, and I want to make every single moment count.
“Jesus, you’re beautiful. I can’t get over it. Lie back, spread your thighs for me, baby. I came hungry for you, let me get a taste,” I murmur, smiling as she falls back, letting her thighs fall open.
Dragging my hands up her thighs, I shake my head. Her pussy is so pretty, a pink, wet flower with the tiny little clit swollen beneath the hood. Spreading her open gently, I smile as her breath pants. Bending my head, I lick her once, moaning as her sweetness floods my mouth.
“No, no,” she moans even as she rocks against my tongue. “It’s my turn. My turn to get a taste, Killian.”
Kiera sits up and jerks her head at me, telling me to stand. Ido as I am told because I just can’t say no to her. Grinning up at me, she yanks at my shorts, giggling that adorable fucking giggle when my cock springs out. Watching me, she holds it in her hands, stroking it, making the tip leak with precum. I grunt and nod my head, slipping my hand into her damp hair at the back of her head,
“Yeah, you can taste me, baby. Open that pretty mouth,” I tell her.
“I’ve never done this,” she admits, just making my cock harder. “I want to taste you, though. Will you come in my mouth? I want you to.”
“Fuck. No one else has had that pretty mouth wrapped around them? Jesus, you’re perfect. I will come anywhere you tell me to, Kiera.”
