Leah managed a small, genuine smile and picked up her fork. “Thanks.”
We ate and chatted, falling to a rhythm of easy conversation and comfortable silence. She seemed to relax and loosen up some as the evening went on, and by the time we finished eating, I knew I didn’t want it to be done yet.
“How about a walk on the beach?” I asked as we left the restaurant. “It’s a really pretty evening.”
She nodded. “That would be nice.”
I led her a distance away from the restaurant and down onto a stretch of sand most people didn’t realize was publicly accessible. It was quiet and empty, just like I expected it to be. The sun was setting, making the surface of the water glow and shimmer with shades of pink and orange. It cast a sultry, romantic light across the beach, and I held Leah’s hand as we strolled slowly along the sand. She reached down and took off her shoes so she could bury her toes in the sand dampened by the waves.
Wanting to savor the last seconds of the sunset, I paused and pulled Leah into my arms. Holding her with her back against my chest, I wrapped my arms around her waist and rested my chin gently on the top of her head. Letting out a sigh, I enjoyed the feeling of her against me as we watched the sun slip beneath the horizon. It spread vibrant light across the sky and melted down into the waves. Leah released her own long breath and relaxed back against me, one hand rested over mine.
“I want you to know you are a big reason this album is going to be such a success,” I said softly.
She shifted, tilting her head slightly as if to look up at me but not taking her eyes away from the last lingering bit of the sunset.
“What do you mean?” she asked. “I haven’t done anything.”
“Yes, you have. Just being in my life has made all the difference. Meeting and getting to know you has been so inspiring. My lyrics has never been stronger. I’m creating like I haven’t been able to in as long as I can remember. Maybe like I never have before. It’s all thanks to you,” I told her.
Releasing my arms from around her, I turned her slightly and tucked a finger under her chin to lift her face. I lowered a kiss to her lips, meaning for it to be just a soft, tender touch. As soon as our mouths met, I was overwhelmed by the intensity of the feelings and the moment building around us. I kissed her harder, the rush between us escalating quickly until I knew I couldn’t resist her. I needed her and wasn’t going to be able to make it off the beach, much less all the way back to my apartment.
Her shoes dropped from her hand, and she looped her arms around my neck, opening her mouth to deepen the kiss. Our tongues tangled, and I forced myself to break the kiss and step back from her. Looking around, I spied an empty cove not far away. As night descended around us, I pulled Leah across the beach and into the shadow of the cove. As soon as we were in the private space, I swept her into my arms again and ducked my head down for another kiss. When our mouths parted, I brought my lips to the side of her neck.
Leah moaned softly as I ran my tongue along the soft flesh, savoring the sweetness of her skin until I reached her lips. We kissed languidly and lay back against the sand, our bodies melding into one another. The heat radiating off of us was stifling and only served to add another desperate reason to disrobe. As her fingers worked the buttons of my shirt, I pulled at the hem of her skirt, bunching it above her hips, and the cool air on my chest set a chill down my spine. I grabbed a handful of her ass and pulled her into me, and she broke our kiss to look up with eyes full of excitement and desire. One hand slid down my chest to my crotch and grasped my hardened cock over my jeans. I moaned at her touch.
Suddenly, Leah stood, crossing her arms in front of her and pulling at her blouse. Up and over her head it went, and the dying sunlight glistened on the beads of sweat between her breasts. I licked my lips in anticipation and undid my belt. Undoing the buttons on the side of her sundress, she straddled me and sat down, rubbing her hot, wet core against me without removing her panties. I grasped her by the hips and guided her in long, slow motions over me, and one of her arms reached behind her. She was searching for my zipper, and I pulled her closer so she sat on my chest while she found it. A whiff of her arousal mixed with the salty sea air piqued my erection even more, and I felt like I was going to burst through my pants by the time she relieved the stress of the zipper. I continued to pull her closer to my mouth as her hand searched for the open flap in my boxers.