“Thank you wife.”
“Your moans are a little graphic for a public beach don’t you think?” She teases.
“Turn around and let me do you. Ah, your sunscreen I mean.” I take the bottle from Piper and smooth it over her shoulders careful to not make our display to erotic in front of families and kids playing volleyball on the beach. Now I was wishing we went somewhere more private and exotic instead of a semi-local beach town bustling with summer tourist. Next summer I muse, next summer I’ll take her to a beach in France, Portugal, anywhere in the world.
“Didn’t you promise me swimming, doctor?” Piper gets up offering me her hand.
“I did. Race you to the water?” She takes off and I struggle from having my ass on the towel. I catch her and pull her with me laughing into the water. It feels natural like this. No pressure. Fun.
“Milo.” I love her breathless voice.
We wade out deeper into the salt water, my hands on her waist to keep her close. I can stand in the sand but she can barely wade the water where we are without difficulty.
“Put your legs around me.”
“Here? Right here?” She scans the beach. We’re the only ones out this far and no surfers are nearby.
“Yes. Here. Come on.” I taunt her until I get what I want–her lean legs wrapped around my body squeezing me.
My hands cup her bottom lifting her against me. My dick is solid between us and not even the cool water is alleviating my raging hard on.
“Milo, we cannot have sex out here on a public beach.” Piper scolds me but I can tell she’s into this. Her hips are writhing against me.
“I want to feel you. Every time we get alone you seem to shut down on me.”
“I don’t think exhibitionism is going to do it for me either.”
“Pip, people see what they want to see and what they’ll see is a happy couple kissing in the ocean.” My hands linger over her body adjusting her.
“When you said you were holding out I thought you meant a bed with roses and candlelight.”
“Is that what you want?” I will stop everything right now and give her exactly that. I already arranged for the hotel to have our room done up for later incase my version of afternoon delight didn’t pan out here.
“I don’t know.” She rests her arms around my neck, her lips puffy and wet.
“Can we start with a kiss?” I ask her brushing back hair from her face. I turn her away from the beach so all she has to look at is miles of deep blue Atlantic Ocean. I nibble her top lip letting her eye close.
“What if….”
I hush her with another kiss taking it deeper this time. One hand holds her bottom exploring the crease in her bikini bottom. The other hand slips between us plucking her nipple.
“I bet this would be the one time you taste saltier than me sweetheart.” My tongue tastes her skin, devours her neck in sharp kisses.
I get her to laugh and slip her bottoms to the side. My fingers are met with wet heat despite the water’s temperature and slide right in to give her slow pumps.
“Milo don’t stop.” Piper is wiggling, pushing my shorts down my hips and I walk us back in the water closer to shore so she can stand. If anything I’ll be the one giving beach goers a show. Piper hops up and I catch her letting her body slide down mine hitting every bump, muscle and ridge. I let her rest against me skin to skin sliding her up and down but not penetrating her.
“I want you Piper. I want to sink deep inside you and fill you with my seed.” She’s panting, hips undulating and I let her feel the tip pressing hard against her.
“Yes, Milo. Please.” Her eyes have that love drunk look about them and I realize that as much as I want to fuck her in the water with hundreds of people nearby because I’m a wicked man I also want to explore her body slowly.
“Not here Piper, let’s go back to the room.” I’m putting distance between us and her eyes narrow. “Easy wife.” If she had a spoon I’d be ducking but instead she splashes me with water and leaves me to adjust my suit before following her.
The walk back is quiet, dangerously so after getting her hot and heavy and then denying her. She opens the room door to a gasp and its been decorated as I instructed. The bed is turned down, rose petals make a path into the bedroom and all the mantels have thick glowing candles.
“You sneaky devil.” The shyness and reservations disappear and I watch her stalk to the bed confidently. Now that’s the Piper I know.
“I have my ways.” I follow her to the bed and give her a gentle push face forward.