Key West by Lacey Alexander (top android ebook reader .TXT) 📕

The hurtful breakup he’d experienced before moving had taught him not to get attached to women, and Key West had seemed the perfect place to let them flit in and out of his life without a care, not to mention the perfect place to grow old without missing that sort of companionship. He’d been utterly content with that decision since the day he’d made it—until now.

Not that he thought he wanted to marry Carrie—God, she’d come here on the rebound from “the marriage that wasn’t,” and they’d really just met.

But it didn’t feel that way. Not at all.

He wasn’t sure what he wanted—but the one thing he knew for certain was that it didn’t really matter, because she had another life somewhere else and she was going back to it first thing tomorrow morning.

So as he eased his bike into a parking spot along the street lining the beach, he reminded himself to concentrate on today, because that was all they really had.

* * * * *

As the day passed, Carrie felt herself falling harder and harder for Chris. Maybe it was knowing she was leaving tomorrow, or maybe it was the way they managed to have fun whether they were having wild sex or just sitting and talking, or doing anything in between.

Chris had packed a beach blanket, on which they shared an afternoon feast of hamburgers, fries, and sodas, purchased from a vendor on the street. Funny how being in love could make the simplest of meals exciting and delicious. She relished every greasy bite of hamburger, enjoyed every French fry.

Being in love? Was that what she was with Chris? In love with him?

She pulled in her breath and took a sip of her drink, trying to swallow the thought along with the beverage. Shyly, she peeked up at him, thinking, wondering. Then finally, she sighed. God, yes, she was in love with him. What else could have driven her to be so wild this past week? What else could have brought the bad girl inside her to the surface so easily? She’d never believed in love at first sight, but suddenly, she did. She’d loved Chris almost from the moment she’d set eyes on him.

“What are you staring at? Do I have mustard on my face or something?”

She flinched, then laughed. “No. I was just…you know, feeling a little sad that I’m going home tomorrow.”

Glancing down, he reached out to gently squeeze her thigh. “I’m sad about that, too, angel. But at least we have today, and tonight.”

She nodded, realizing she couldn’t let sadness mar their last day together. There’d be plenty of time for that later.

After eating, they stretched out on the blanket and let their bodies soak in the sun. Given that this was probably the first time she’d spent a whole day in the sun with him without taking her top off, it occurred to her she’d probably have some serious tan lines around her breasts by tomorrow. She almost mentioned that he could look forward to that, but then remembered he actually couldn’t—so she kept it to herself.

Even so, though, she couldn’t keep her hands to herself, so she rolled to her side, ran her palm over his washboard stomach, and began kissing his neck. His skin felt so good beneath her fingers, her lips. “I want to fuck you,” she whispered in his ear.

She knew she wore a sexy smile when he turned to look at her. He grinned in return. “We’re on the beach, baby.”

She sat up slightly and looked around. “We’re mostly alone.”

He laughed. “You know I’m up for fucking you anytime, anywhere, but I don’t want you to get arrested on your last day here.”

“We’d get arrested? I thought you could do anything here?”

“At night, yeah, pretty much. The daytime is different.”

Glancing down the beach, she spotted two young teenage boys flying a Frisbee back and forth, their family lounging around a beach umbrella. She let out a sigh of defeat, but couldn’t resist reaching out to touch his cock through his trunks. She found him partially aroused.

He grinned up at her as he lay back, hands behind his head. “That, however, I’ll allow.”

She giggled, then continued her caress, her pussy beginning to tingle at the feel of his hardening shaft beneath her hand. But the harder he got, the less amused she became. By the time he felt like a solid stone column, her breath had gone shallow, and she was dying to have her way with him

Wanting to go further, she looked up and down the beach once more. There were plenty of people in the far distance, but this stretch of sand was truly their own. The Frisbee boys and their family were the closest, but she didn’t think they’d really notice if she just gave him a little more pleasure. Being in broad daylight in a place where she knew she shouldn’t indulge herself only added to the pulsing in her pussy.

Pausing her caresses, she reached up to untie the drawstring at his waist, hidden beneath his erection now. Then she eased the fabric up over the head of his cock and down, baring him to the sun and her hungry eyes. Hearing his sigh, she whispered, “You have the hottest cock, baby. I could come just looking at it.”

His eyes opened softly and she saw lust mixed with his gentle admonition. “You can’t do this here, angel.”

She only licked her lips, letting her eyes glaze with heat. “I’m going to anyway.”

He lowered his chin lightly, as if to deliver a further warning, but before he had the chance, she licked his cock from base to tip.

“Damn,” he whispered.

After taking another glance up and down the shore, she lowered her lips down over his erection. As always, he filled her mouth to overflowing—the sensation more fulfilling than she could understand. She slid up and down his shaft in a hot, steady rhythm, listening with pleasure as his breath grew heavy. Wishing she