Chapter 8
Naomi on the Beach
Joshua and I lay out on the sand near the ocean and watched the sunset together. We were in a secluded section of the beach away from other eyes, where the only sounds were waves crashing against the shore.
As the stars glimmered to life and the moon shone across the water, we decided to make a fire. Joshua gathered the wood and I lit the spark. It took a few minutes for the fire to roar, but once it did, it burned hot and bright.
I wasn’t sure if it was a good idea to say it, but I did anyway:
“You know, I always wanted to try doing it on the beach.”
The alpha instantly looked at me, blue eyes flashing. “Oh really?”
I smiled, hoping my red face was hidden by the twilight.
“Yeah, I’ve been coming over here for years, but it’s all for surf and the sun,” I said. “I’ve never really had any fun.”
His brows rose.
“You’ve never made out with a guy on the beach before?”
“Oh, well maybe a little,” I admitted. “But nothing too crazy.”
And before I knew it, the male was suddenly leaning in to me, closer than he’d been all day. He ran his hand up my back, rubbing my neck and massaging my shoulders. It felt amazing. His strong hands knew exactly what they were doing.
“Let’s get crazy then,” he said quietly. “I’ve had an amazing day with you.”
Without stopping for an answer, Josh began to kiss my neck, continuing to rub my shoulders. At first, I wanted to stop him because what were we doing here? I didn’t want to encourage more of what had happened before, but it felt so good too with the way he was touching and kissing me. I also wanted to see and feel that amazing cock of his again, deep inside if possible.
I leaned over, and we started really going at it then. His lips were sandy, but they were still smooth and delicious, traveling over to my breasts, squeezing and kneading. Our tongues began to meet, lightly licking and grazing. The heat from the fire didn’t feel as hot as I was feeling in that moment.
I kept one hand on his broad chest and the other went down to his pants. Oh god, his cock was growing for me. I wanted him to put it inside of me, even if people could see us on the sandy beach. As far as I was concerned, it was worth it.
Quickly, both of us were nude, and in less than a minute, he had me on my back.
“Hurry,” I panted, spreading my legs, begging him with my eyes.
“Not so fast, sweet thing. Oh shit, oh shit!”
Because I was literally rubbing my tiny hole along his shaft then, coating him with my wetness. And the man couldn’t resist. Within two seconds, he was in me deep, both of us moaning with excitement.
“Fuck, how do you do this to me?” he ground out against my neck. I merely split my legs wider, pulling him in even further.
“Oh Josh,” was my moan. “Oh god, yes.”
But the alpha’s a wily one because Josh fucked me until I was very close, but before I could have my climax, he pulled out. I gasped, eyes wide and wondering, my hole so empty.
He grinned, rubbing the tip of his wet cock against my puffy folds and making me mewl.
“Roll over,” was that harsh command.
I obeyed right away. Oh god, this was so good, being thrown around at his whim. My bottom trembled, clenching and unclenching in anticipation. Was he going to spank me again?
But no, once he had my ass propped in the air the way he wanted, he reentered my pussy and returned to giving me the ecstasy that I was becoming addicted to.
Grabbing my hair, Josh tugged it lightly while massaging and pinching my ass, growling like a beast as he rode me from behind. I raised my head, panting desperately as I was drilled from behind.
Suddenly, Josh released his grip on my hair, placing both hands on my ass.
“I’m gonna fucking come,” was his grunt.
“Yes, yes,” was my cry. “But fuck me harder!”
And Josh obliged. He did as I wanted, and I gave him what he wanted. Just as I seized up, pussy pulsing and clamping, the man grunted and shot hot semen into my welcoming pussy. I screamed again, each vaginal contraction pulling the semen in deeper, so hot and so good.
Finally, the man pulled out slowly, falling onto onto the blanket beside me. We stared at each other, eyes wide as our bodies relaxed. What was going on? The first time had been a one off. But now that it’d happened again, was there something more?
Josh was just as confused as me.
“I guess we should head on back in,” he said gruffly, broad chest gleaming with sweat.
“Probably,” I murmured, making to get up and suddenly self-conscious of my giant breasts and aching cunt.
We quickly got dressed and wobbled over to the beach house unsteadily. Although no words were exchanged, it was clear that both of us were utterly confused and yet aroused as hell. Because what in the world was going on?
Because the sex had been incredible. He was huge, the answer to every woman’s dream. And yet there was something exciting too. A dominant edge. The command in that deep growl that made shivers run down my spine. I fell into bed alone, contemplating this crooked path.
Because even two days ago, I wanted nothing to do with the man. But now, all bets were off. Plus, what else was I missing when it came to Joshua? If I was so wrong about how compatible we were sexually, what else might I have been wrong about?