when driving my cock deep into her tight pussy. Her ass was as fine as the rest of her. I hadn’t had the time with her that I would have liked.
With those heated thoughts in my mind, I drifted closer to her, but her brother splashed me.
I shook the cold water from my face. The splash had been purposeful, based on the censuring look Cork gave me. He knew I was into his sister.
Cork was intuitive, as well as funny, and smart. But I’d witnessed several disturbing moments where his judgment had been faulty, most notably at the gas station. He’d turned without looking first to go into the convenience store to get the ice we needed for the cooler, and almost gotten clipped by a car. There seemed to be a disconnect between cause and effect with his actions at times.
“Outside,” Cork called as a developing lump rolled steadily toward us.
“Take it,” Lotus said.
“Yours, buddy.” I gave him a chin lift, letting him have it.
We’d been surfing out here long enough to have a feel for the set pattern on this section of beach. The wave he’d called for his own was going to be a righteous ride.
Cork paddled around us and into the wave. Turning the nose of his board toward the shore, he popped up into his stance as the water rose beneath him. His form was fluid, his feet sure.
Dancing across the surface of the ocean, he was at one with the sea and his board. Well, technically my board. A crystalline blue curtain formed over him. He ducked beneath it at just the right moment and emerged in an exhale of spray on the other side a few moments later.
His ride over, Cork’s exuberant laughter drifted back to us as he slipped backward off his board, dipping his head into the ocean to slick back his hair.
“He loves surfing,” Lotus said, a trace of bitterness in her sweet voice. She watched him with shining eyes, a thoughtful wrinkle between them. “We hardly ever get a chance to surf anywhere new. Nowhere outside of OB since we don’t have a car. Thanks for bringing us here.”
She turned her head, making eye contact with me, contact that was a fiery dart that found its mark in the center of my chest and burned.
“Thank you for agreeing to come.” My voice was low as I held her gaze and the unadulterated truth slipped free. “I needed the help, and I enjoy your company, babe.”
“I enjoy yours too.” She gave me back truth of her own. It shimmered in her sultry eyes, more ochre now than brown. “I like you, Journey. Honestly, I have from the moment we met. I feel comfortable with you, like I’ve known you for longer than I have.”
As she studied me, I donned a casual expression, although her words sent both a frisson of trepidation and a surging bolt of satisfaction through me. If the surges I felt with her could be linked together into one long, sustainable sensation, like linking a few smaller waves into one continuous ride all the way to the shore, I could so easily become addicted to her.
“So, can we truly be friends now?” she asked. “Look after each other and spend some occasional time together like this? Agree to put what happened in LA behind us?”
No way in hell was I going to be able to go back to being just friends with her. Lotus was too beautiful, too compelling to resist.
At the concert. Behind her bar. In my bed. And on the ocean—my new current favorite.
Her flawless skin glistened. She wore water droplets like crystal jewels, a sea nymph with her hair as dark as the depths of the ocean. She’d plaited the long tresses into a single French braid before we went into the water. The style was elegant, drawing attention to her delicate features. Her uniquely shaped eyes were umber-hued when her emotions were high. Her petite nose wrinkled when she was amused. Her full lips swelled and darkened when she was turned on.
Lotus fascinated me. I wanted to know everything about her, and my hands ached to explore every inch of her. Before I could stop it, some of my frustration from the sexual tension slipped out.
“So, last night you couldn’t talk to me about this, but you’re bringing it up now?” My eyes narrowed on her, but in my peripheral vision, I noticed Cork paddling rapidly toward us.