3.1

Gale pulls his swim trunks back on as you wade back to the shore. You walk in front of him to retrieve your top from the base of the lifeguard stand. You feel him staring at you as you pull the straps over your arms and turn away from him modestly.

"There's showers down this way, I need to get all this sand off of me." He gestures down the beach where you had watched Irene and Chris stumble toward. You could use a shower too, you think, adjusting your bottoms between your legs. The two of you trudge through the sand in silence, both wondering how to pick up a casual conversation following the intense scene in the ocean. You'd slowly realized throughout the day that all of your lengthy texting conversations had left little more to catch up on when finally in person.

"I was a little worried to finally make a move with you, you know. Lots of girls say I can be a bit... demanding," he says. You shake your head vigorously, "No. I didn't think you were." You remember the way he instructed you to touch yourself, and roughly pulled your hand away when you had tried to continue. He could've told you to do much more, and you would have complied eagerly. The exposure to the cool ocean water seemed to have sobered both of you considerably.

"Do you do this kind of thing... a lot?" You asked nervously. You suddenly worry that it a habit of his to seduce **** girls as the shoulder to cry on. The last several weeks was suddenly called into question, and you feel slightly uncomfortable at how it had unfolded.

"What, sex?" He laughs. You open your mouth to clarify, but he continues, "Honestly, that was my first time in a long while. I'd been hooking up with girls a lot in college, but when I found one that I thought I wanted something more with, I found her with another guy. I guess I sort of swore off women after that."

"I'm sorry," you say genuinely. "I'm sure you'll find someone else." He hadn't brought this up before and you wished he had. It must have been a truly painful experience if he had kept it from you after weeks of you talking through your own breakup. You were happy that he was comfortable being a bit more **** now.

"Maybe. But right now, this is nice. I'm glad I'm in town." You smile to yourself at his compliment. He had been your favorite part of being here too. A small part of you wishes there could be some kind of future for the two of you, but it wasn't worth dwelling on. You only had a few days before you'd be heading back to college several states away. But you had a feeling this wouldn't be the last time you saw one another.

You reach the beach access, and walk down a flight of sandy stairs to a line of small shower stalls lining the wall. He exaggeratedly gestures to the first stall and bows, "After you." You stare at him blankly. "I don't remember agreeing to showering together," you say indignantly. "You'd really waste all that water just to stay away from me?" He pouts, before you see a glint in his eye, "But I wasn't asking," he says, before grabbing your arm and tugging you toward him.

You fall against him, your hands finding his broad shoulders as he backs into the shower, his hands wrapping around your waist. You close the door to the small stall behind you as he turns the water, and you both loudly react as the cold rushes over you. He presses you tightly against the wall away from the frigid burst and kisses you passionately. You feel far tenderer energy emanating from him as he places a hand on the small of your back and you press your hips against his. He wraps his fingers around your throat and pushes your head back gently against the wall and kisses your neck. You sigh deeply, pulling his chest to you, your bodies melting together.

The shower gradually warms, and you move as a connected unit to the center of the stall. You can feel him hardening against you, and you reach between his legs to grip his length. He moans into your kiss, and his tongue probes into your mouth. You slide your hand up and down his cock through his shorts which grow tighter by the second. You feel your bottoms sliding down your waist, and he breaks the kiss, his mouth trailing down your body from your collarbone, between your breasts, and across your stomach. You yelp as he lifts you up from a kneeling position, placing your legs back on the floor spread further apart as you feel his breath against your exposed center. You close your eyes and lean you head back, totally exposed. You feel his hand grip and massage your ass as he teasingly flicks your clit with his tongue. His fingers prod against your entrance and spread you apart as he kisses and sucks on your most sensitive spot.

You pull his head against you, grinding your hips into him as he escalates his close attention. You gasp as two of his fingers enter you, and one of your legs spasms. He grips your thigh now as he finger fucks you, and you grasp your breasts and tweak your nipples, giving yourself to the pleasure. The hot water rushes down his body, beautifully flowing across his powerful back. Your fingers slide through his hair and you moan, feeling yourself growing closer to the edge. He pushes deeper inside you with each thrust of his fingers and his tongue flattens against your clit, his head moving back and forth as he concentrates fully on bringing you to orgasm. "Fuck," you moan softly, your hips beginning to twitch.

Without warning he pulls back, standing and turning you around swiftly, pulling your ass back against him. You reach down to continue rubbing yourself, **** to finish now as he plunges his erection into you from behind. He growls in your ear, "Cum for me."

You let out a high pitched cry as he fills you, your legs shaking even harder as you cum on his cock. Your knees buckle and he barely manages to get his arms under your shoulders to bear your weight as he continues to slam inside you. You squirm and whimper, your hands flat against the shower wall as you feel your pussy tightening and twitching against him thrusting into you. Your feet slip on the slick floor as you barely manage to regain your footing, pushing your ass back onto him with each thrust. He grips your breasts from behind, releasing his tight hold under your arms. His teeth sink into your shoulder as he bears down on you, his chest pressing against your back. His hands wander down your body as he fucks you, far harder than he had managed underwater. One hand pulls your hip rhythmically as the other wraps around your throat once more.

Your head was spinning after the erupting orgasm, but he felt amazing inside you. His fingers tighten around your neck as he whispers into your ear, "You're so fucking tight." You moan and your hips shift back and forth, his powerful thrusts finding a new angle inside your now dripping entrance. His thighs slap harder against your ass as his pace increases, and his hand releases your neck to grab both of your hips, pulling you back onto him as hard as he can. Hungry still for a more authoritative position, he pulls your arms away from the wall and holds your wrists back, and you cry out again as the new position seems to allow him even deeper. You feel him bumping against your cervix with his solid length, and you hear him groan as he gets closer.

"Get on your knees," he commands, withdrawing from you, and you turn to see him jerking off frantically as he nears the edge. You comply, kneeling at his feet and replacing his hand with yours, jerking him off with fervor as you look up pleadingly into his eyes. "Open your mouth" he says through gritted teeth. You position your opened lips under his cock as you bring him off, the first rope of cum hitting your cheek as he moans. Your hand runs up and down his length with impressive speed as he covers your mouth and face with his load. You run your other hand up his thigh gently as his orgasm subsides. He pulls your mouth unexpectedly onto him, and your tongue swirls around him, making him grunt and twitch as he gets sensitive following his finish.

The hot water rinses his facial from your skin as you stand and finally begin to clean yourselves together, taking short breaks to exchange a kiss or affectionately run a hand across each other's skin. He invites you to stay with him for the night, and you accept immediately. The two of you weren't meant to be, but for tonight, it was perfect.

THE END