“I’m leaving…” I let that linger in the air for a moment as she stiffened in my arms. “I don’t even know how to process that. I feel like I’m on Punk’d or something. It seems cruel for us to meet and have this amazing chemistry to connection just to be ripped apart with no way back to each other. Sure, I can come back to visit, but that’s still a temporary Band-Aid that would have to be ripped off each time I left.”
“I know exactly how you’re feeling.” Her shoulders slumped, and I could feel her sadness matching my own. “The first night I met you all I wanted was to fuck your brains out to get you out of my system. That didn’t happen, obviously.” She sighed and tucked a strand of pink hair behind her ear. “But the next day, I still had you on my mind, and I kept telling myself it was because we hadn’t slept together. Little did I know that although the sex was amazing, it did nothing to change my feelings—it only made me want you more.” She reached out and cupped my face. “You know I’m not about relationships, and so this whole talking thing is beyond me. But I really wish you weren’t leaving. I thought keeping my feelings to myself was the easiest thing to do, but YOLO—” she laughed— “I can’t believe I just said that. Moving on… I really love spending time with you, and although I’m going to be devastated when you leave, I think the time we’ll spend together will be worth it.” I’d just regurgitated everything Joe had said, but he was right, and it was true. So, sharing it with Tanner seemed appropriate and maybe even a little fulfilling.
“I think so, too. I hope that one day I’ll be able to look back at the photos and memories and smile instead of my chest hurting.”
She kissed me before pulling back and adjusted herself in my lap to straddle me. “Less talking, more kissing.”
I laid back in the sand, pulling her with me and kissed my way down her neck and across her collarbone then back up again. “I can’t get enough of you, Easton,” I said between kisses.
Her hands were working their way down my body slowly, then she reached inside my shorts. I was never happier to have worn boardshorts than I was right now. Easy access. She gripped my cock, and it looked like she had the same thoughts as I did. She sat up and quickly shimmied out of her shorts and panties before positioning herself above me and sinking down achingly slow. Her head fell back as I bottomed out inside of her. I reached up, lifting her tank top to reveal her perfect tits so I could palm each one.
She rode me slow and steady, driving us both crazy. This chick was the perfect girl—like lock her down and never let her go. I was in a sex-induced fog, but my pull to her had nothing to do with the sex, although that was also amazing. I pulled myself out of my head to focus on Easton. I watched our connection as she rocked, my cock gliding in and out of her wet pussy.
“You like watching?” Her voice was husky as she breathed out the words.
I looked up and locked eyes with her. “I like watching you.”
She laid down on top of me as if she could read my mind, knowing I needed to be close to her. I gripped her ass, encouraging her languid movements and took her lips with mine. We maintained our connection as we both reached our orgasms, crying out into the night’s sky. We both lay there, catching our breath and unwilling to move.
“You’ve ruined me for any other woman.” I truly believed she had.
Who knew this vacation would turn out to have such a profound impact on my life?
I’m not sure why Friday took so long to come, but I was bouncing all over the place. Between Easton’s being called into work and the guys wanting to hang out, Thursday was a complete bust. Although I wasn’t looking forward to another day of surfing, I couldn’t wait to see Easton.
When we arrived at the spot where we’d agreed to meet, the girls were already there. Easton and Sadie were applying sunscreen as we approached, Rhian looked up from sunbathing on a towel nearby and waved.
“You boys ready to wipe out?” She barely even spared us a second glance before she laid back down.
I smacked Sean and Dustin on the stomach playfully as the nervousness started. I’d never really been bad at anything, but I truly sucked at surfing. With enough practice, I’d eventually be able to stand up, but seeing as surfing wasn’t a big deal back home, I wasn’t too worried about that. I just hated looking like a complete loser in front of Easton.
“Hey,” Easton said as she got up and started jogging our way. Her big smile had me forgetting all about the sharks.
“Hey, yourself,” I whispered against her lips before kissing her senseless. I didn’t care about the groans around us. All that mattered was this girl in my arms.
She pulled back, and I was sure the look on my face matched the dopey expression she had on hers. I put my arm around her waist and pulled her close.
Sadie put down her board and came over. “Who’s ready?” She was as giddy as a schoolgirl.
“I think you two are just excited to watch us all fall like idiots.” Looked like Sean wasn’t so confident anymore.
“I think I should just sit here with Rhian and save my body the grueling punishment, so I am ready and available for more exciting activities.” I tickled Easton’s rib cage when her shoulders bounced against my side. “What are you giggling about?”
“More exciting activities,” she attempted what I assumed to be my voice and failed miserably.
I clutched my stomach and laughed harder than I should’ve, but she was just so damn cute.
Rhian sat up. “Tanner and I could take out the Sea-Doo’s while y’all surf.”
I saw Rhian and Easton exchange a look I couldn’t decipher.
Sean slapped me on the back with a big smile on his face. “Make sure you put on your sunscreen, sweetie, so you don’t end up looking like a lobster, fuckface.”
“I’ve got some thanks.” I elbowed him and muttered, “I can’t wait to watch you fall flat on your ass.”
“Come on, guys. Let me give you the rundown on the basics.”
Sean and Dustin took off with Sadie since I already had those basics fresh from the other day.
Easton turned to face me. “You sure you don’t want to try again? You weren’t as bad as you think; you’ll get better.” She wrapped her arms around my neck, looking up at me with puppy dog eyes. “I don’t want to push you; I just want you to know that I’ve never given a lesson to someone who learned how to ride the same day.”
I sighed but gave in, knowing she was the expert, and I didn’t want to disappoint her. I was also praying that she was right, and I would be just a little bit better than Sean. “Fine,” I breathed out. “Sorry, Rhian, she convinced me.” I shrugged.
“Your funeral.” She jumped up and grabbed her skateboard before heading toward the skate park, not too far from where we stood.
“Rhian doesn’t surf?”
Easton shook her head. “Nah, she’s a skater through and through. People think just because they can skate or snowboard, they can surf. Well, Rhian learned the hard way years ago and almost drowned.”
“Oh shit.” I watched as Rhian walked away. “Wow, that’s some scary shit. Those Sea-Doos are sounding better and better.”