other times we’d been together were ravenous as we indulged in each other but even so it felt like we were doing the wrong thing back then. This time it was sensual, raw, and right.

I fumbled with my bra strap, unhooking it and letting it fall, exposing my breasts. My nipples tightened as the cool salty air brushed against them. Hell, he’d seen them before but this time he was really looking. They were small but perky, and my pink nipples were proportionate to my breast size. Under his lustful gaze, I slid out of my underwear. I stood naked under the moon; the only sounds were our heavy breathing and the ocean waves hitting the sand.

He grabbed me by the waist, pulling me close against his perfect chest. Goosebumps lined my skin as his fingers traced the line of my spine, down to the curve of my backside. “You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. I can’t believe I have a real chance to show you everything you mean to me.”

My fingers dipped into each of his intricate grooves on his abs as I tiptoed and brought my lips close to his. “I’m so fucking happy you’re letting yourself feel.” I closed the distance, meeting his lips again in a fury of passion.

I stopped kissing his lips and moved to his jawline, neck, and collarbone. I kissed every inch of exposed skin and placed soft butterfly kisses down his abdomen.

“Mags,” he whispered. I could hear the desperation for what was to come. It’d been over a year since we’d touched each other like this.

My tongue darted out and traced the skin just above his shorts as I lowered my knees to the sand. My hands gripped the sides, and I pulled the khaki shorts down with his boxers.

His dick sprang out, and his balls swayed from the motion. He was hard, and the tip glistened. I glanced up, giving a sultry look as I licked his precum. My tongue swirled on his tip before I took all of him in my mouth.

His moan was a fucking aphrodisiac as I bobbed my head up and down the length of his shaft. I used one hand to cup his balls, gently moving them, and the other hand gripped his hip.

Luca panted in between moans. “Fuck, baby. If you don’t stop, I’m going to come right now.”

I popped his dick out of my mouth and pulled him over to the lounge chairs, making him lie back on the closest one. I straddled him and gently took his hands and placed them on my hips.

“Your turn,” I whispered into his ear and slightly bit down on his earlobe. His hands instantly flipped me over. I gasped as my exposed skin hit the cold backing of the chair. He buried his head into my neck, and his hands roamed all over my body, taking time to feel me.

“You’re irresistible,” he said as he kissed my chest, paying extra attention to my sensitive nipples. He savored every moment, every moan he caused.

Our skin moved together like the finest of silk. His dick teased the wet opening between my legs as my back arched. He pushed inside, moving rhythmically, our tongues entwined in a kiss. He sped his pace, changing my breathing with every thrust. My moans were timed to his body.

Then all at once, he slowed, watching my body writhe. His eyes met mine with such intensity before he thrust deeper, intoxicating my mind.

Every time he was inside me, my skin was high on electricity. My toes curled as he brought me to my highest climax.

We laid entangled in the moonlight, waves crashing on the shore just a few feet away. Luca’s arm draped over my waist. His hand glided over my legs, sending chills through me as he brushed away a coating of sand. "Have I ever told you that I have feelings for you?"

"No, you’ve never actually admitted it before." I bent forward and pressed a simple kiss on his lips before I pulled back with a goofy smile.

His hand migrated to my messy hair, pushing it back from my eyes. "Well, I do. And you know what? I think I always will. There’s always been something about you."

My eyelids fluttered closed as the movement of his breathing lulled me into peaceful bliss.

Day Five

6 AM - 7 AM - Wake Up

A glowing sun peaked above the horizon and stirred me awake. It extended its vivid light across our naked and entwined bodies. Rough waves roared and rolled down, crashing onto the shore with a soft hiss as it peeled away at the bronze sand. The fatigue from last night seeped out of me as my heart thumped hard against my ribcage.

My joints ached. The morning light was a soothing lavender and sparkling amber that bathed over Mags’ body. She was curled into me, her head laid on my chest. “Fuck, Mags. Wake up.” I shook her shoulders.

She used my chest to push up and sit on the edge of the chair. Her hair was wild, and her green eyes wide as she glanced around the beach, her gaze stopping at me. “Did we really fall asleep out here?”

I was just as surprised as she was. Those fucking lounge chairs were uncomfortable to sleep on; my back killed me.

I chuckled. “Looks like it. I don’t see anyone right now, but we might want to put our clothes on.”

Her cheeks were flushed as she nodded. She reached over to grab her dress when something moved underneath it, the dress moving with it.

She yelped. “Luca! Get it!” She jumped up and pointed to it.

The sleep in my eyes cracked as I laughed. I got up and slipped on my shorts before grabbing her dress and yanking it away.

Underneath the dress was a crab with huge coffee-brown pincers. He had darker legs and eye-stalks, his shell a mottle of the two shades. He scuttled sideways, making a few feet of distance between us

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