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These two were a trip. Anyone could see the friendship these
two shared. I knew nothing of Romeo and barely anything about Flint but you
could tell they were best friends just like Reggie and me. Maybe they were not
friends as long but the bond was there. Flint finally let Romeo walk normal
after we got to the sand. Both guys took our bags and hands as we walked to the
cove.

We claimed a spot once we reached the cove. It was empty but
I knew it would fill up quickly. Once the blankets were arranged to Reggie

s liking we started
undressing. The temperature was just perfect. A slight breeze was coming off
the water but still really warm for October in Southern Cali.
 
Romeo and Reggie were
in their own world as they took turns putting sunscreen on themselves and each
other. Then Reggie connected her phone to the speakers we had brought with us.
Katy Perry

s

Dark Horse

filled the air as I finished putting lotion on the front of
my body. Flint came up behind me silently asking me for the lotion. Once he had
a good amount in his palm he handed me back the bottle as he said in a deep
voice,

Turn around.

I did as I was told. The anticipation built as I waited for
his hands on me. My favorite part of the song echoed through the speakers.


Are you ready for,
Ready for, A perfect storm, Perfect storm, Cause once you're mine, Once you're
mine, There's no goin' back.

Sing it Katy Perry!
I
jumped as Flint ran a cold, lotion-filled finger from my neck down my spine
only lifting it to pass over my bathing suit and then started again to my
bikini bottoms. Goosebumps followed his finger right before his other hand
smeared lotion across my shoulder blades then across my lower back.

So cold,

I murmured as I shivered. Both of his hands began to massage
my shoulder blades as he rubbed the lotion into my skin. I could feel Flint

s body heat against my
back as his breath skated across my neck. I laid my head back on his shoulder
enjoying the feel of his hands on my body.

Feels good,

I sighed as he moved
his hands to my lower back. As he finished Flint placed his hands on my hips
pulling my back to his front. His erection poked my ass as he kissed right
behind my ear.

The squawk of a seagull pulled me from my Flint haze as I
looked around to find Reggie and Romeo at the water

s edge.
Thank
goodness.
I found that I could lose myself so quickly in everything Flint
and it scared me a little. The conversation with Reggie came back to me and I
had to remember it was just for the weekend. I shook my head to clear my desire
and get my thoughts back under control.


What are you thinking
so hard about?

Flint asked.

You were so relaxed and now you are stiff as a board.


Nothing really,

I lied. The day could be perfect and I did not want to ruin
it, but Flint had to know that I knew about Monday.

I know you are leaving
on Monday for a mission or whatever,

I said rather quickly
to get it out there in the open.


Romeo told Reggie.

It was not a question but rather a statement of fact. I felt
his eyes on me so I just nodded as I stared at the horizon.


You mad?

I shook my head.

You seem mad.

Was I mad? I did not
think I was. Maybe a little hurt that Romeo told Reggie and Flint had kept his
mouth shut. Was he using me? Was I using him?
I don

t know.


Want me to put lotion
on your back?

I asked, trying to change the subject. I turned to look at
him with a smile that probably looked more like a grimace on my face. We both
wore sunglasses hiding our eyes and whatever we were thinking, which was both
good and bad. Good for me so he could not see the hurt in my eyes and I could
downplay this conversation, but bad because I only saw myself reflected back as
I looked at him. Flint stared for another heartbeat before turning towards the
water.


Sure,

he said. I walked behind Flint and quickly applied lotion,
not nearly giving him the time or effort that he gave me.


All set.


Thanks.

I dropped the lotion in my bag as I took a seat on the towel.
The strain between us was evident and I was kicking myself for causing it.
Something needed to be said before it ruined the day. We both said

hey

at the same time.


You first,

said Flint as he sat next to me. We were both staring out at
the water.


I just wanted you to
know that I knew so that we can enjoy the weekend for what it is.


And what is that?


A good time,

I said, turning to look at him, a hint of mischief in my
tone.


A great time,

he countered as he returned my gaze.
 

I laughed at his cockiness.

Cocky much?

His answering panty melting grin was my only answer. Flint
reached over and pulled me to him.

Kiss me,

he ordered as he pushed
my sunglasses above my head.

Ok,

I whispered as I did
the same to him. As our lips came together I felt a spark take flight along my
nerves that traveled my entire body. Flint

s tongue sought entrance that I eagerly gave him as he fanned
that spark to a steady burn and I melted into him. He pulled me deeper into him
swallowing my moan.


Get a room,

Romeo called out, dowsing not only our lust but us as well as
he shook his head throwing drops of cold water on us. I shrieked, turning away
from Romeo as Flint jumped up and tackled him to the ground. They wrestled for
a few more minutes, kicking up sand and grunting as each tried to outmaneuver
the other.
 
I went and stood next
to Reggie joining in her laughter. They finally tired each other out and let
each other stand up. Once on their feet they surveyed the other and then
themselves to find that they were covered in sand.


I got sand in places it
should never visit,

laughed Romeo as he
took off towards the water. Flint turned towards me. His sunglasses were lost
in the shuffle so I could see his eyes and they were blazing as they traveled
up my body.


Oh no Ranger. Don

t even think about it,

I yelled as I turned tail and ran away. I did not even hear
him as he picked me up mid-step. I kicked and screamed as he walked towards the
water.


Flint, let me go,

I hollered.

Reggie,
help me,

I called out as we passed her. Romeo was already walking back
to her and both were laughing their asses off.

I swear to God, Ranger, you better put me down,

I demanded. The yelling did not work nor did the hard-ass
approach so I tried my last weapon in my arsenal.

Please baby,

I whimpered,

please put me down.

His steps slowed then
stopped right at the water

s edge.
 
Flint set me down on my
feet and turned me in his arms.

He took off my sunglasses and looked in my eyes. I was not
sure what he was looking for but the minute I smiled at him he chucked my
sunglasses, bent over putting his shoulder into my waist as he hoisted me up
and over his shoulder. My ass stuck up in the air as I dangled behind him.


Oh my God Flint,

I yelled, slapping his lower back as he took off into the
water.


Hold still,

he said as he slapped my ass before throwing me into the
waves. I came up gasping from the cold water but quickly turned in a circle to
try and find Flint.

Oh crap,

I murmured as he was
nowhere to be found. In the next second I felt him pinch my butt but I was too
slow again as I spun around. He had yet to surface.

Flint, where are you?

I called out but he still stayed under the water.
I am
going to kill you shark-boy
. The surf made it impossible to see him under
the white foam of the waves. I was a sitting duck waist deep in the water so I
decided I had to swim for it if I had any chance to get away. The shore was not
far so I took off as fast as I could. Three strokes later Flint grabbed my
ankle stopping my hasty retreat. I tried to kick him but he just grabbed the
offending foot and pulled me towards him. I was at his mercy as he flipped me
over and wrapped my legs around his waist.
 


Where do you think you
are going?

He asked as he stood looming over me. Water dripped down his
face and off his chin. My eyes followed a large bead of water down his chest.
All of my fight left me as I looked up into his clear, blue eyes.


Right here,

I answered breathlessly as I let myself float, feeling the
flow of the tide as it rushed to shore. Flint

s hands came to my waist as the tide pushed me harder into
him as it rushed back to sea. I laughed as he ground his semi-hard cock against
me.

You

re insatiable.


Only with you,

he said. A shiver of need ran through me that he mistook as a
chill.

Come on pretty girl,
let

s go dry off and soak
up some rays.

Flint

s hands slid to my lower back as he helped me to stand.
 


Sounds like a plan
Ranger.

CHAPTER SEVEN

 

Flint
 

 
Ryan was turning into
quite the adventure. I could not get over how easy it was with her. It was like
breathing; effortless. It was not just the sex; there was a connection I never
felt before. After making it back to our blankets, Ryan laid on her back while
I cozied up next to her on my stomach. My eyes closed at the peacefulness of
this moment. I found myself soaking it in like my skin was doing with the sun.
As the sun was changing my skin color, I could feel Ryan changing me from just
being with her. My initial thought that
they were special
was spot on. I
was sure Reggie was special in her own right but nothing compared to my Ryan.
My
Ryan?
Where the hell did that thought come from? She was not my anything.
She could never be.
Could she?
I was leaving in less than 24 hours and
nothing she did, we did, I did was going to change that fact.


You guys heading out?

Ryan asked, pulling me from my thoughts of her, of us. I
lifted my head to look at Ryan.
She is so beautiful.


Just a quick walk down
the beach,

answered Romeo. I turned to see him and Reggie walking away
hand-in-hand.


They have hit it off,

whispered Ryan. I turned back to find her lying on her side
facing me.


Appears so.

I laid my head back.


So Dakota, tell me
about your family.

I guessed it was time
to get to know one another.


Nothing to tell.

My voice muffled as I
spoke into my arm.


Oh come on. Hot Ranger
who looks like a surfer boy if his hair was not in the standard high and tight
military cut. You are from Dakota. Lived on a farm. Know a lot about faces
carved into a mountain. What else?

She took a deep breath
before continuing.

There has got to be more than that.

The last was a statement, although it sounded like a
question.

I chuckled at her brief summarization of me.

You are very observant
Ms. Wethers,

I said as I rolled onto my back and placed my hands behind my
head. I turned to look at her but only found my reflection in her sunglasses. I
saw everything she said staring back at me.

There is not much else to tell.


Fine. We can do this
the hard way then.
 
You get one and I get
one.


One what?

I asked as I propped
myself up on my elbows still staring at her.


Duh,

she answered,

a question.


Ok. You first.

I lay back down.

 “
What is your full name?

Easy
.

Flint Rogers Emerson.


Rogers?


My mother

s maiden name. And that
there Ms. Wethers was two. My turn.

I paused as I tried to think of something good to ask and
fell short.

What
is your full name?


Ryan Elizabeth Wethers.


How very country club
of your parents.


Oh shut it Ranger. Don

t hate the player, hate
the game.


You are such a dork.


Whatever, takes one to
know one.

I chuckled at this new side of Ryan that she was showing me.

My turn. What is your
favorite movie? Ok, wait. Don

t tell. Let me guess,

Ryan said as she turned
and bent her legs to sit cross-legged in front of me.


Tommy Boy?

I shook my head.


Old School?

Another shake.


The Hangover?


Nope.


Ok, just tell,

she said.


Top Gun.

I closed my eyes at
the sound of her laughter.


I should have been able
to guess that.


Ok, what about yours?

I asked, looking back at her.


Clueless.


As if,

I mocked in my best sorority girl impression.


She could be a farmer
in those clothes.


Ok. That is sad.

I laughed as Ryan scrunched up her nose at me.


What Maverick, you
haven

t got any lines?


That

s another question,

I joked as I threw out the most famous line,

I feel the need . . .

She finished for me.

The need for speed.

We both laughed.

Looks like we both like old school movies.


Well I think every guy
puts Top Gun in their top 5 favorite movies. What makes Clueless your favorite?


I don

t know. I can relate. I
am a blonde in California. It does not get more clich
é
than that. I love how over the top it is.

We both laughed again.

Your turn,

she directed as she sat
there smiling down at me. I caught her light scent so I took a deep breath
trying to draw her into me.
 


Ok. Next question,

she said, before asking,

Favorite place to visit?


That one is a hard one,

I paused, trying to think of a favorite.

I mean I have been all
over the world but never on a vacation. Until I joined the Army I never left
the state of South Dakota.


Ever?

she asked.


Never,

I replied.


Wow,

she commented.

Ok then.
 
Where is one place you
want to visit?


The new Dallas Stadium,

I blurted out making her laugh. I knew in that moment I would
do anything to make her laugh.

We Dakotans don

t have a football team, as I am sure you are aware, and my
dad is a huge fan. He made me into one,

I explained.

So yeah, I would love
to go to a Thanksgiving Day game there. I bet it would be really cool.


I bet it would be,

she added.


What about you? Where
do you want to visit?

I asked.


Nantucket,

responded Ryan.


Nantucket? Why?


I have only been to New
York and DC on the East Coast and I would love to go there. Reggie has been and
said it is gorgeous and the perfect temperature in the summer time. I would
love to go there.

She turned and smiled
at me. I smiled back enjoying how easy this was with her.

  “
Back to your
question,

I said, really getting into this.

Where is your favorite
place to visit?


Ireland by far,

Ryan answered.

I absolutely love it there.


How many times have you
been?


Only once. Reggie and I
spent about a month traveling all over Ireland and the UK before school started
this September.


Sounds incredible.


It was. I would go back
in a heartbeat.

We sat in silence for a
few minutes, both of us lost in thought.


Whose turn is it?

I asked, trying to get her attention back on me.


By all means,

she said,

ask away.

The mischievous smile
was back in place as she could tell I was really into her questions game.


How long have you been
interested in designing?

The smile on her face absolutely mesmerized me. Thank God for
sunglasses as I could not stop staring at her lovely face.

Since as long as I can
remember. One of my nannies taught me to sew at age eight and ever since then I
have been making clothes for my and Reggie

s dolls. As I got older I started to sketch the designs
before making them. Reggie was my mannequin as I taught myself about
measurements and sizes versus the amount of fabric I needed.

Her love of what she did was evident in her voice and face.
And I bet her eyes if I took off her sunglasses. Her full lips took a
mischievous tilt making me want to her pull her to me.

Ok, my turn. How old
are you?


Twenty-four.


Any siblings?


Only child, you?


Same.

We both laughed as we tried to talk at the same time.

Go ahead,

she said as she turned and laid on her stomach but her gaze
remained on my face.


The Porsche,

was all I said, wanting her to expand on what she said last
night.

Ryan blew out a breath as she sat up to look out over the
water.

Well, let

s see. My parents are
very overbearing and had pretty much laid out this life for me well before I
could even walk. It included the most exclusive private schools, college, and
now law school. When fashion started taking a bigger and bigger role in my
life, my parents allowed me,

she air quoted the last
two words,

to
continue as long as I kept straight A

s and did not fight them on anything else.


What do you mean
anything else?

She laughed,

That

s another question.

If Ryan was trying to
change the subject there was no way I was falling for it.


I

m serious,

I responded, wanting to hear how this played out.

 “
They pretty much have
dictated every other aspect of my life. Friends, dates, classes, major in
college. You name it, they have decided it.

She snickered as she
took in my shocked expression. It felt good to have her gaze back on me.

Even my prom date. And
I could probably guess who they want me to marry.

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