“Shit, it’s cold,” I said as my feet hit the water. I carefully put Westin down beside me.
“It’s not that cold,” she said, moving deeper into the water. I followed her until the water came up to my chest.
“How are you not freezing? My nipples are going to fall off.”
Westin snorted, her eyes dancing with laughter. “Don’t worry. I’ll keep you warm.”
She closed the gap between us and wrapped her arms and legs around me. I nuzzled into her neck. Her beaded nipples pressed against my chest through her thin bikini top. I gripped her ass hard, forgetting the cold as our lips crashed together. She was all salt and sun, and I knew I’d never get enough of her. My fingers dug into her soft skin as I dragged her against my cock, which was hard despite the cold water. Westin whimpered but then broke our kiss.
“We can’t do that here,” she hissed, eyes dancing with laughter even as she gave me a stern expression. “It’s, like, broad fucking daylight.”
I groaned as she brought me back to reality. There weren’t many people in the water, but everyone on the beach had a clear view of us. “Fine, but I will get an orgasm out of you by the end of the day.”
I felt her smile against my lips as she kissed me. “You’re saying that like it’s a threat.”
That made me grin. “No, baby, it’s a promise.”
We swam and kissed a while longer until Westin admitted she was a little cold. We returned to the lounger, warming up in the sun until it was time to return. I trailed my hand down the curve of her body one more time before reluctantly letting her get up. She wiggled her hips as she pulled her clothes back on, her smile telling me she knew exactly what she was doing to me. I growled and grabbed her hips, pulling her back to my chest. “You little tease.”
She just tilted her head back and kissed my neck.
When we got back to where I’d parked the scooter, I snagged the helmet and slid it on her head. “Alright, baby, you ready to drive us back?”
Her lips parted. “Really?”
“Really,” I said with a grin.
I’d expected her to jump on the bike right away, but instead, she bit her lip, looking unsure. “You sure I won’t crash it?”
Maybe I should have been happy that chemo had tempered some of her fearlessness, but I didn’t want that. I pulled her as close as her helmet would allow. “It’s a lot easier to handle than a bike. You can do it.”
She gifted me with a slow smile, and I knew I was doing the right thing, even though I might beslightlyanxious about her driving. It would be fine. I would protect her.
“Okay. This is going to be amazing,” she said as I helped her get on. I eyed the space behind her, unsure how I was supposed to fucking fit.
Westin turned to look at me, a glint in her eye. “You scared?”
I swung my leg over, pulling her body flush with mine. “Keep taunting me, little omega,” I said, my low voice making her shiver.
I showed her the basics she needed to know before we pulled away from the beach. The sun was lower in the sky, but it was still light as we drove through the winding streets.
“I’m doing it,” Westin said happily.
I chuckled. “You’re so fucking cute.”
She was doing a great job. The Vespa’s lower center of gravity made it easy to handle, and I wondered if I should get her one when we returned home. My hands automatically tightened their hold as I imagined her driving through the busy New River streets.Scratch that. She belonged on the back of my bike, anyway.
Her ass arched against me with my tightened hold, and I smirked. My legs were cramped sitting behind her, but this seat had certain advantages. We reached a clear, empty stretch of road and my hand wandered up to cup her breast.
“How steady of a driver are you, babydoll?”
“Practically an expert.” I could hear the breathiness in her voice even over the sound of the engine.
“Good.” I pinched her nipple through her thin shirt and savored her whimper. My other hand was ready to steady the bike should I need to, but my girl was doing a great job. I played with her nipples until her knuckles were white with how tight she was gripping the handlebars, and then I inched down her soft stomach, playing with the waistband of her shorts.
“Bear,” she whined.
“You need your alpha to make you come?” I growled. Teasing her right now was fucking torture formebecause I was fucking desperate to have her cream all over my fingers.
