Allie grins over at him.I know guys have nipples. You know what I mean, Bran. Stop teasing me.
He gives her a playful wink and splashes water in her face. She laughs and splashes him back before leaning forward and paddling towards the shore.
“Good idea, Allie,” Ev says before doing the same and following after her. “I need about five mugs of really hot coffee.”
The others slowly start doing the same. A few try to catch one last wave to ride to shore, but when Damien makes no move to leave, neither do I. Instead, we watch the others and float for a few more minutes. The seagulls are more active now that the sun has fully risen, and their squawks echo around us.
“Uh-oh,” Damien says, pointing to a line of waves coming towards us. He doesn’t sound worried, though, and as soon as they start to crash into us, he lets himself fall off his board. I follow his lead and tilt over, hitting the water seconds after him. The wave isn’t big enough to toss us around too much, and when I feel his strong arms grab me, I quickly wrap myself around him before we break through the surface. The others are too far away to see us clearly, and with our boards obscuring us even more, Damien ducks his head and kisses me while I cling to him.
It’s risky, but there’s no way I can resist the feel of his lips or the welcoming heat of his tongue as it brushes along mine. I lockmy legs around him, forgetting all about the cold water and the fact that my family isn’t nearly far enough away.
With a pained groan, he pulls back. One hand is on his board and the other is firmly cupping my ass, pressing me harder against him.
“I can’t believe you’ve managed to wake my dick up,” he says with a grin. “I would’ve sworn it wasn’t physically possible. Ev wasn’t kidding. I lost my balls the second my feet hit the water.”
I slide a hand down and cup him over his wetsuit. “I think I found them.”
He grins and says, “You better find me later. We have some very important unfinished business.”
“We do?” I lift a brow and squeeze him a bit tighter, massaging him as he gives another deep groan. “What kind of business would that be?”
“You wicked girl,” he murmurs with a deep chuckle. “The kind of business that ends with me coming on or in you,besyonok.” His fingers knead my ass cheek. “The where and the how is up to you. As long as you end up wearing my cum, I’m happy no matter what you decide.”
I give him one last squeeze before forcing our bodies apart. Before I grab my board and start paddling away, I say, “I’ll give it some serious thought and get back to you.”
“Looking forward to that answer.” He keeps treading water while I kick my legs and head towards shore. “I’ll catch up in a sec. I need to let the freezing cold water work its magic.”
I laugh and slow my kicks down, not wanting to put too much distance between us. Damien’s a strong swimmer, but anything can happen in the ocean, and I’m not willing to take that risk. When he catches up, we keep pace with each other and slowly make our way to the shore.
“Are those cormorants?” he asks, pointing to a large group of black birds off to the right. They’re perched on the rocks, wings spread wide and held out, feathers a deep, oily black.
“Yeah,” I tell him. “Their feathers aren’t fully waterproof, so they spread them out like that to try and dry them.”
“Holy shit,” Damien says when he sees one of them dive into the water and come up with a large fish in its beak. He smiles over at me. “Oregon is brutal.”
“But beautiful,” I say.
His dark eyes slowly run over the parts of me that are above water. “So fucking beautiful it almost hurts to look at it.”
Jesus, this man is going to be the end of me. When we hit the rough incoming waves, we pull up onto our surfboards, letting the water push us the rest of the way. The others are waiting for us, and when I see the look on Misha’s face, I make a beeline for Allie while I pretend like nothing out of the ordinary just happened. Damien does the same, peeling off towards Ev and Bran without a backward glance. It’s going to be so nice to not have to pretend.
“That was close,” Allie whispers while tossing me a towel. I wipe my face and start walking beside her, following the others to the house. “I swear your brothers were about to swim out and see what the hell you two were up to.”
“We were feeling each other up is what we were doing,” I say with a grin.
“Lucky girl,” she mutters. “All I’ve gotten are several scowls and a pissy attitude.”
“Maybe that’s good,” I tell her, adjusting the grip on my board as we pass the bluff where Damien ate me out like a man possessed. The memory is too good to not smile over, and my eyes immediately try to find his. He’s up ahead of us, and I can’t help but admire his ass. He’s already unzipped the top of hiswetsuit and pulled the hood off, so his dark hair blows in the wind when he looks back to give me another quick wink.
“God, he’s so sweet, isn’t he?” Allie asks, not missing what just happened.
“He is,” I agree.
“It’s the perfect combination. Sexy and sweet. All I’ve got is sexy and a pissed-off attitude that I’m getting real tired of.”
“Just think about what’s going to happen when he finally loses that temper of his,” I say, looking over to smile at her. “That’s a lot of pent-up rage, and it’s got to go somewhere.”
Allie’s smile is wicked and way too excited when she says, “Right between my legs is where it’s going. I’m going to make damn sure of that.”
