The beach was empty and the sound of the waves crashing and the traffic in the distance was all that hung in the night air. Caden and I were making out on a beach in California and it was so cliché it was perfect. I sat on his lap, my knees bent and my toes in the sand. I was wearing a maxi dress but I had pulled it up to be able to sit on his lap, and all I could think about while we were making out and his hard cock pressed against me through his jeans, was that it offered easy access.

We weren’t as drunk as we had been the night before, but I wanted him. I wanted him inside me again. This wasn’t about alcohol. This was about need. I needed Caden inside of me, needed him to fill me again the way he had before. We were probably playing with fire. Back home I was his employee and that was all it was. As soon as we got home we would go back to that. Right now, we were stuck in a bubble and I wasn’t going to snap back to reality yet.

I ached for him. I wasn’t ready to stop being on this adventure with him.

The first time it had been about release, because I had been drunk and horny. This time, it was about release because I was stressed out and there was nothing to take the edge off like a quick fuck.

Caden’s hands moved to my breasts and I arched my back a little, pushing my breasts into his hands even more. I wanted him to touch and kiss and taste every inch of me. His hands were scalding hot on me and he translated that same fire into my core. Caden massaged my breasts, pushing them up and I gasped as it turned me on more and more. He made me wetter in my panties as he ground his cock up against my crotch.

When he pulled the neckline of my dress down, I didn’t try to cover up. It was dark here under the pier and there was no one around. And if we did get caught by someone, we would deal with it then. I was too worked up to care right now. I only wanted one thing and Caden seemed willing to give it to me.

God, I hoped so.

The night air was cold on my bare skin and I broke out in goosebumps. Caden’s mouth closed over my nipple, his thumb and forefinger rolling the other nipple as he sucked on me and I focused on the sensation. I pushed away all the thoughts about what could go wrong, about where we were and what we were doing. I didn’t even touch on what had happened today. This was my escape and I was going to lose myself in it.

Caden’s mouth on my nipples was magic. It was like he had a direct line to my pussy, the more attention he gave to my breasts, the wetter I became. I moaned and gasped as Caden alternated between my nipples until I was going mad. I grabbed his head and kissed him, stopping the onslaught on my breasts.

“Please, fuck me,” I said against his mouth. I wanted him to take me so badly. I wanted him to take control, to make everything better again. And right now, the only way he could do it was with his cock.

Caden broke the kiss and looked up at me. He put his hands on my cheeks and his eyes were dark and deep like the ocean. He kissed me again before he reached between our bodies and undid his pants. He pulled his dick free, and it was hard and thick in the dim light. I stood up for a moment, tugging down my panties and putting them to the side where I could find them again.

When I sat on him this time, the dress covered everything, and apart from the sexually charged atmosphere and my bared breasts, we were two people sitting under the pier, making out. Caden reached between my legs and pushed his fingers into my slit. He groaned when he found my wetness and hunger filled his eyes.

“You’re so wet for me.”

I nodded. It hadn’t taken a hell of a lot of foreplay to get me there. The thought of what we had done before, the way he touched me and how he looked at me, was more than enough to get me there.

I lowered myself onto Caden’s cock, guiding him with my hand. He gasped as I slid onto him. His was large and my body stretched to accommodate him. I moaned and tried to bite it back so we weren’t caught. He was so damn big I had to shift around a little to get used to the size of him. Caden pushed all the way into me and he was so big I wondered if I could handle it. I was very wet but we hadn’t had enough foreplay that I was completely open.

But I didn’t care. It would take care of itself, my body would catch up. While I was this tight, the friction was amazing. I started moving my hips, sliding up and down his cock and Caden slowly slid in and out of me. I gasped, leaning forward to press my mouth against his and muffle the sound. It was torture and pure pleasure at the same time and I started rocking back and forth harder as my body became used to the size of him. I fucked him, bucking my hips and Caden breathed as hard as I did. My clit rubbed against his pubic bone and the friction drove me insane. I shivered as it coaxed an orgasm out of me, building heat at my core until I couldn’t stand it anymore.

I tipped over the edge and an orgasm rocked through me.

“Shit, Harper,” Caden bit out when my body clamped down on his dick and he reached around and grabbed my ass, squeezing it, pulling me down harder on him. He pushed himself deeper into me, pressing up against my cervical wall and it was just this side of pain. I drew out the orgasm and I pressed my mouth against his shoulder to stop myself from crying out.

When the orgasm faded, Caden shrugged out of his jacket. He lifted me up and I yelped, sliding off his cock. I was tight and already sensitive. He laid down the jacket and I lay back on it. It kept most of the sand away but it still got in everywhere. Sex on the beach was messy and gritty, and the sand wasn’t comfortable. I didn’t care. Caden’s cock in my pussy was what I was after and nothing was going to stop me now.

Caden kneeled on the sand and stared at me. My legs were open. He ran his hands over my thighs, his large hands warm and his eyes hot as they slid over my body, committing the sight of me like this to memory. He knew as well as I did that this thing we were doing, whatever we had, would stay in California when we left.

As if he had waited long enough, he positioned himself between my legs. He reached in his back pocket and pulled out a condom. He unzipped his pants low enough for his cock to be out, but he wasn’t naked. I was more naked than he was. We were in a much more compromising position now, but after he slid the condom on, I let him push into me again, not caring what someone might see if they came by. The thrill of doing it in public like this mixed with the intense sensation of his cock sliding into me again and I cried out.

“Hush, Harper,” Caden said softly. I nodded and tried my best to keep quiet, but with Caden between my legs, that was hard.

It was even harder when he started pushing into me, pumping his hips, and sliding his cock in and out of my body. I closed my eyes and focused on the feel of him between my legs. He moved faster and faster and I moaned softly. When I opened my eyes, Caden’s face hovered over mine and he had a silly grin on his face.

“What?” I asked in a breathy voice.

“You are so beautiful,” he said. “I love this look on you.”

“What look?”

“The look you get when I’m fucking you.”

I chuckled. Only Caden would have a conversation during sex. My concentration faded as I neared another orgasm. Caden pumped steadily into me and I cried out as my body contracted around his dick, another orgasm crashing into me. Caden groaned again. He loved it when I orgasmed. That made two of us.

Caden moved faster and faster, pounding into me so that my breasts moved back and forth and we created a ditch in the sand as we rocked. His strokes shortened and he pounded faster still. He was going to orgasm, I could feel him growing bigger and even harder inside me.

When Caden started knocking my cervical wall I cried out, unable to keep quiet. It was a sensation that most women hated. I usually hated it, too. But Caden fucked me hard and he did it well. Instead of pain, I felt only pleasure. He was the only man I had been with that was large enough for it to be a problem, but who handled his size so well it was pure ecstasy instead.

It didn’t take much longer before Caden pushed himself into me as deeply as he could and released. I felt him pumping into me, emptying himself out as I shuddered and echoes of my orgasm returned. We were on the beach, far from home. Everything felt wrong with the world, but in that minute, everything was okay again. Caden and I were connected, pressed against each other so tightly, riding out our orgasms.

Eventually, Caden pulled out of me. I closed my legs, messy and satiated, but I remained on the sand trying to recover. I heard Caden zip himself up again. I tugged my dress back into place so I was covered up. I pulled on my panties and Caden sat down next to me. I sat up and he helped me dust the sand off my back where the jacket hadn’t covered it.

“We should stay here for the week,” I said, when we sat together in the darkness, looking out over the inky black ocean. I glanced at Caden.

“Okay,” he said.

“Really?” I hadn’t expected him to agree. We had the restaurant to worry about.

“Yeah. Zach and Greyson can handle it. We deserve a break and there are a lot of things we still need to figure out.”

He put his arm around me and pulled me against him. I was warm and safe with Caden and it felt like everything that had gone wrong today—the contract and the marriage—had moved off into the distance. It couldn’t touch me as long as Caden and I stayed in this little bubble. I knew it would eventually burst and I would have to face what was happening, but for now, I was planning to relish every second of my time with Caden. As soon as this little trip was over, this closeness between us would be over too.

I wasn’t ready for that, yet. But we had until the end of the week, and I would make do with that.

Our heads were close to each other as we sat together and Caden leaned his cheek against my forehead. He turned his head after a moment and pressed his lips to my hair

I’d never dated, not seriously. I didn’t know what it meant to give everything up for someone and I was under no illusion that this was any kind of a relationship. I knew we were only fucking around. But with Caden pressed against me like this, I could imagine that this was something close to what love had to feel like.