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    We ate in silence. I enjoyed the company, the ocean breeze rippling through my hair, the scent of the sea filling my nose. I even enjoyed the occasional bite of sand that the wind kicked up and threw onto my food. After nibbling on a chicken leg and finishing off my potato salad, I stuffed my used plate into one of the plastic bags and turned to him. “This was a really good idea. I’m having fun.” I glanced down at his plate, also empty. He held it loosely in his hand. “Want more?”
    “Not food,” he said
    Oh boy, there he went again, giving me one of those looks. Dusk was fast settling over the beach, bathing the sand dunes in purplish shadows. “Don’t even think about it,” I said gently.
    “Why not?”
    “Because… because, it shouldn’t have happened the first time.”
    “Again I ask, why not? We’re two consenting adults, aren’t we?”
    “Jax, I’m your nurse!”
    He grinned. “So let’s play doctor.”
    I had to laugh and shook my head. “You’re incorrigible! Really Jax, if I get caught…”
    “Then let’s not get caught.”
    He reached for my hand and tugged me closer. Despite my somewhat lackluster resistance, I allowed him to nudge me nearly onto his lap. Before I knew it, he had pulled me down for a kiss. As before, I felt a thrill as his warm lips touched mine, now tinged with the taste of Merlot.
    As his tongue swept inside my mouth, brushing against my teeth, I felt that familiar, burgeoning sensation tingling in every single one of my sensitive points. My nipples hardened, aching once again for his touch. My pussy immediately announced interest with a slight contraction of anticipation.
    I still couldn’t understand what it was about Jax that got me so hot, but I wasn’t about to start questioning it at the moment. I would accept it for what it was. Hot, wet, passionate sex. Before I knew it, I had straddled him, my groin pressed up against his erection. My breasts squished against his chest while the kisses grew deeper, wetter, and more urgent. His hands left my waist and made their way beneath my top.
    While I relished the feel of his warm hands cupping my breasts, I looked up briefly just to make sure that no one was around. From where we were situated near the sand dune, it was unlikely that anyone from any of the businesses, hotel, or restaurants further up the beach would be able to see us. I had never had sex out in the open and found myself strangely titillated, yet afraid at the same time. I didn’t typically behave like this, and I wanted him to know it.
    “Jax,” I gasped as his fingers rolled my nipples between them. “I want you to know that I don’t normally behave like this.”
    “Like what?” he purred, gently squeezing.
    “Like a wanton slut,” I said, leaning down for another kiss. Of its own accord, my hips began to rock, nudging my clitoris along the length of his cock. His hands left my breasts and reached down to unbutton and unzip his cargo shorts. Lying on his back, it was an easy enough chore that wouldn’t hurt his back. I was left with a bit of a conundrum. I didn’t want to break contact, but I needed him to gain access. Before I could even decide what to do, his dick was exposed and his fingers were reaching for the buttons of my own pants.
    I was already wet with anticipation. His hands skimmed down my waist and hips, pushing my linen pants and thong down with it, but he couldn’t shove them past my knees. Impatient, guttural noises issued from my throat as I quickly reached down and untangled my leg from one of the pant legs, leaving one leg bare, the other still encased in its pant leg. I was so hot and ready I couldn’t stand it.
    “Wait,” he muttered.
    Wait? Wait? I couldn’t wait! I was ready for him. Now. Then I realized one of his hands had left my breast, digging into the side leg pocket of his cargo shorts. He pulled out a small, square cellophane package. A condom. While he rolled the condom onto his engorged