Yours Completely (Billionaires and Brides 1)

“Okay.”

He lit up even more and I loved it. “Get your swimsuit and I'll meet you at the beach with a board,” he promised, leaping out of bed. He was so beautiful, scars and all. I could watch him all day.

I followed him out of bed, moving much more slowly. Every muscle in my body had the most wonderful aches. Last night had been amazing. The best sex of my life amazing.

I went to the door, looking back just in time to see his wonderfully perfect ass disappear into a pair of board shorts. I grinned, excited to spend the morning with him and scampered back to my room as quickly as I could.

I put on my own swimsuit, debating between the bikini or the full piece for a good thirty seconds before deciding on the bikini. If I lost my top, I wouldn't mind having him help me look. I put on a pair of board shorts, ran a brush though my tangled hair, put on some spray sunscreen, and used a little mouthwash. I don't think I had ever gotten ready that quickly.

Dawn was almost here by the time I hurried down the wooden porch steps to where Bastian waited for me. I loved that he was wearing men's board shorts instead of his full-body wetsuit. I loved his scars as they were a part of him, but I loved that he wasn't ashamed of them with me.

I put my palm on his bare chest, loving the rush of adrenaline I got at just touching him before spiking it with a quick kiss. He grinned.

“You ready?”

“As much as I can be,” I replied with a shrug.

“Raise your hand up,” he commanded. I complied and he placed one of three paddles he had out in my outstretched palm. “Perfect fit. Now, come with me.”

I followed obediently as he handed me a long surfboard and together we entered the water.

“Have you ever been surfing?” he asked, as we waded out to where the waves no longer mixed with the sand.

“Once,” I answered. “But I never actually stood up.”

“This is easier,” he promised. “Now hop on your board and we'll swim out a little further.”

I climbed up onto the board, feeling unsteady even as I lay on my stomach with the long paddle tucked underneath me. Together we paddled out to where I wouldn't be able to touch before sitting up on the boards. I knew the water was deeper here, but I could still see every grain of sand through the crystal clear blue ocean. A small school of silver fish flitted across the sand before disappearing from my sight.

Bastian floated next to me, sitting on his own board as he looked at the horizon. The sun was coming up gold and setting the sky aflame. I gasped. It was magical to be out here, floating with my feet in the water as the sun came up. Just as the last inches of the giant ball of light left the horizon, he leaned over and kissed me.

I closed my eyes, feeling his warm tongue and tasting the salt of the ocean while the sun heated my skin. No, this is heaven, I decided, losing the rest of my thoughts to his gentle lips and tongue.

I sighed with contentment when he pulled away. His kisses were magical. He grinned at me. “You ready?”

I nodded. “Yup.”

“First, we'll go to our knees,” he explained. “Find the sweet spot, where the balance is best.”

“That's what she said,” I quipped. Bastian burst out laughing, stopping in his demonstration and nearly falling into the water.

“Just get up on your knees,” he told me, splashing water at me with his hands.

I stuck out my tongue at him. “Again, that's what she said.”

This time he used his paddle to splash me, drenching me instantly. I wiped the water from my eyes and slowly wobbled my way up to my knees. The board dipped and swayed with the rolling ocean waves, but it actually took less balance than I thought it would.

“Excellent,” Bastian praised me. I glanced up at him, proud of myself and wobbled. He smiled. “If you fall off the board, ditch the paddle. You can always get the paddle back once your back up. Go ahead and get it ready.”

I nodded, and picked up my paddle. “Ready.”

“Good,” he said, moving around on his own board. “Go ahead and choke up on the paddle. It'll make it easier.”

I moved my hands down the shaft of the paddle and then confidently put the blade into the water. The board moved forward and I grinned. I went a little faster, dipping the paddle in deeper and using a stronger stroke. I could see how Bastian had such a wonderful body. It wasn't terribly aerobic exercise, but it required a lot of stability and strength.

“This is fun,” I yelled, looking back at him. He grinned and caught up easily.

“Are you ready to stand up?” he asked, practically steering circles around me. I nodded.