I hear him release a low growl. “Tease,” he mumbles, his voice thick with lust. “I’m gonna punish you for this later.”
“Can’t wait,” I reply with a grin, dipping my finger underneath the fabric of my bikini bottoms, just as a hand clamps over mine, replacing my fingers with his own, where he rubs me to a toe-curling orgasm.
About ten minutes later, we pull into the parking lot just next to the beach. It’s hot out again today and the beach is packed with people. We make our way to the beach, taking off our shoes and stepping onto the sand that’s scolding underfoot, but in a strange way it feels nice. We manage to find a free spot on the sand, and Logan lays down a towel for us to sit on.
Logan strips off his shirt, leaving him in just his plain black swim shorts.
“So what brought all this on?” I ask, gesturing to the beach.
He shrugs. “Just wanted to spend some time with you, away from everything else.” My heart warms at his words. “And, because I was desperate to see you in a tight bikini, of course.” He winks, making me giggle.
I roll my eyes. “Of course.”
“And... because I like being with you,” he says, clearing his throat and averting his gaze as if he’s somehow embarrassed, though I can’t imagine Logan Cooper being embarrassed by anything.
“I like being with you, too,” I say, leaning across to press a gentle kiss to his cheek, and as I pull back, his hand cups my face and kisses me back with urgency.
For a few seconds, I forget we’re surrounded by a sea of people and I don’t care if they are watching, in this moment, all that matters is us.
Being here with him is almost enough to make me believe that being with him is a possibility, that this thing between us could actually turn into something more, but my conversation with Quinn earlier is still very much at the forefront of my brain, and it’s a thought I can’t seem to shake, but I push it from my mind for now and let myself drown in his kiss.
Something hits my calf and I tear my lips from Logan’s. A soccer ball lies beside my leg and I look up to see a little girl and her dad heading towards us.
“Sorry,” he says with an apologetic smile and a wave.
“It’s okay.” I smile, picking up the ball and handing it to the little girl who smiles sweetly, taking it from me and clutching it tightly to her body.
“What do you say to the nice lady, sweetie?” the girl’s dad asks, placing his hand on her shoulder as he crouches down behind her.
“Thank you,” she tells me in a shy voice, turning her face into her dad’s chest.
He laughs, pressing a kiss to the top of her head before lifting her into his arms, mouthing‘sorry’to me again, and walks away.
I stare after them, picturing my dad and me when I was younger, and a sharp pain shoots through my heart. I fight back the sting behind my eyes and the urge to. I can’t cry forever, I have to move on at some point and now’s a good a time as any.
“You okay?” Logan asks, placing a hand at my back and rubbing gently.
“They just reminded me so much of me and my dad, you know?”
“Yeah, I know.” He takes off my sunglasses and sets them down on the towel, pressing a quick kiss to my lips before he stands up, holding his hand out to me. I take it and he pulls me up and sweeps me off my feet, tossing me over his shoulder as he starts towards the water.
“Logan!” I shout. “What are you doing?”
“I’m gonna get you nice and wet,” he says, bringing his palm down on my ass, causing me to gasp. I know it’s a distraction and it’s his way of making me feel better, and that’s what I love about him.
I love Logan and it terrifies me, because in the end, I’ll be the one getting heartbroken, that’s what happens when you love someone who’ll never love you back, but right now, I have to push the thought of all this coming to an end out of my mind and enjoy it while I still have him.
He wades further and further into the water until it reaches the middle of his back and he grips my hips and hurls me into the water. I go under, screwing my eyes shut tight before I bob back up to the surface. I sweep my hair back and rub my eyes. When I open them, I see Logan gazing at me.
My mouth widens with a smile. “You’re going to pay for that,” I warn playfully.
“Do your worst, babygirl.” He smirks.
I close the distance between us and feel his hands come to rest on my hips under the water and reach up on my tip toes to kiss him.
He moans into my mouth as my tongue glides against his, and just when I have him distracted enough, I place my hands on the top of his head and dunk him under the water. An arm snakes around my waist and Logan pulls me under along with him, and with my eyes shut, I feel his lips take mine.
He holds me tight, bringing my legs up around his waist as he kisses me deep. He pushes off the seabed and brings us above the water, his lips never leaving mine. My arms lock around his neck as I lose myself in the kiss, completely forgetting where we are, not caring who can see us.
