“Fuck baby girl.”
“Take a selfie Oscar.”
Standing with my bare side closer to the camera I raise my hand, wrapping my fingers around his throat and raise on my tip toes to lick his cheek as he smirks at the camera. I hold myself there for a few seconds then lean back, finding myself actually missing the contact.
He grins down at me and shows me the phone and the picture he sent to a group chat.
“Shit I’m biased but that’s a hot picture baby girl.”
He pockets his phone and slowly drops the sleeve off my other arm. Leaving me standing with my suit hanging off my waist and my little blue bikini top on full display. His eyes are heating my skin from his attention.
“Let’s get you a drink and some sunscreen before I hump you like a dog yeah?”
He chuckles, as he adjusts himself and leads me inside.
He makes quick work of grabbing a cooler and filling it with waters and snacks as well as grabbing blankets, towels, a windbreaker and sun cream. Whilst I take my leather off fully and slip an oversized t-shirt on over my swimwear. I try to grab something off him to help with the load, but he just swerves around me.
I follow him down the steps and stop the second my feet touch the sand. Sinking my toes in, I close my eyes and lift my face to the sun. God I love this feeling. I let myself get lost for a minute, I just appreciate my surroundings and let all my problems fall away. When I open my eyes again, Oscar is standing closer to the water but he’s facing me, taking me in like he can’t look away.
As I near him he starts laying the blankets down.
“Can you not stare me down like that baby girl, I was just trying to embrace my surroundings, and you had to put me off with all that need in your eyes.”
I falter until I see the grin on his face, and see he’s trying to make light of the fact it was actually him staring me down.
“I’m sorry, I just couldn’t help it. All that man meat on display, my mind went into overdrive.”
“You haven’t seen man meat yet. Now sit, whilst I set the windbreaker up, then I’ll take the unfortunate job of creaming your back,” he says with a wink.
Doing as I’m told I sit down facing the water and relax into watching the waves. A light thump behind me catches my attention, and I see cushions stacked behind me. Damn this guy has beach skills for sure, I don’t think I’ve ever been this comfortable on the sand.
Once I’ve applied the sunscreen he silently takes it from me and sits behind me. Legs alongside my own, I can feel his body heat and my body is at attention aware of his every slight move. He’s so gentle with his hands. I don’t think it’s because he sees me as delicate but because he knows what kind of affect it can have. He takes his time, wanting to drag the contact out for as long as possible, and I can’t seem to stop him.
His hands move to his knees, but he stays seated. I shouldn’t be aroused just by his proximity to me. Deciding to drag out this sexual tension for a little longer I stand. Letting my hair down I shake it out, then bend in half at the waist, catching his eyes between my legs.
“Last one to the water is a bitch,” I shout, before taking off.
Fuck he brings out a fun side of me I didn’t even know I had.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
(Oscar)
Fuck me, she is pure perfection.
I could have sat with her bent in front of me with her ass in the air for all of eternity. Or with her sat between my legs like she was. It felt ... I don’t know. I don’t know how to place it, but I liked it. A lot.
As much as my big mouth can get me into trouble with her, I can’t help wanting to tell her everything, and my mind doesn’t always process what I’m trying to say in the right way quick enough. I just catch verbal diarrhea around her.
Whenever I’m not putting my foot in it, she gets my jokes or she’s laughing off my advances. No in between, no fakery, just pure raw emotion. She’s either happy with you or she’s not.
Which is why I think she went off the rails so much at Wren the other day. The minute she stepped foot on Featherstone she stood her ground, refusing to let anyone push her around. Then she gets attacked and everyone’s suddenly telling her to play a game she has no interest in. Well, screw them for underestimating my girl. She’s a fucking Queen and I’ll have her back no matter what she does.
This place isn’t as real as she is. It’s all dark and fucked up. I can see the darkness a little in her eyes too but only because it was placed there. Nothing she has said has been a lie or just some shit to tell you what you want to hear.
Do you know how many girls have told us they’re all about sex and no commitment, then turn right around and start going bat shit crazy? Far too fucking many. Do you know how many girls have said the same thing and actually followed it up with actions to prove it? Just one, and she’s running towards the water playfully, wanting me to chase her. And you bet your damned ass I will, and I’ll even lose just to see her move.
Whipping my t-shirt off I stroll towards the water, taking in every inch of her. She looks different with her hair down, all carefree and fun, with no stress weighing on her shoulders. She’s standing knee deep in
