Page 46 of Finding Kenna
Of course, her words made his erection deflate as if it’d been pricked with a pin.
Fuck. He wasn’t being honest, and the longer it went on, the worse he felt.
“I love spending time with you,” he managed to say after a moment. Then, needing the connection with her and afraid his deception was going to end up pushing her away, Aleck reached for her hand. She twined her fingers with his without hesitation.
* * *
Kenna laughed as she rode another wave all the way to the shore. She and Marshall had been at the beach for hours and at one point, he’d suggested getting two of the boogey boards. She hadn’t wanted to, in case the employees found out they didn’t live at the condos, but he’d finally convinced her.
He’d come back from the equipment shed with not only the boogey boards, but a couple of sodas and soft pretzels.
At first, Marshall had sat under the umbrella while she’d gone out to play in the ocean, but he’d eventually joined her, grumbling about sand in his suit. They’d had a water fight, a swim race—which Kenna had handily lost—then they’d grabbed the boogey boards and started body surfing.
As she’d suspected, Marshall was a natural at everything. Of course, being a SEAL, he was more than comfortable in the water, but it went beyond that. He looked completely at home in the ocean. He wasn’t constantly spitting out the salty water. Didn’t look as if the sun bothered him at all. And even when he was sent tumbling when a wave caught him by surprise, he looked like some sort of merman as he rose out of the water laughing, rivulets of water glinting as they dripped down his body.
And seeing him in nothing but a suit wasn’t exactly a hardship. Kenna had a feeling she’d remember the moment he’d stripped off his T-shirt for the rest of her life. Intellectually, she’d already known he was in great shape, but seeing all his muscles up close and personal was almost a religious experience. She’d commented on his abs, but what had really caught her attention were the v-muscles near his hips that pointed straight toward his groin.
And his cock.
Lord love a duck. Kenna wasn’t a virgin, she had seen her share of dicks, but she had a feeling Marshall was going to ruin her for all other men. He was long, and from what she could tell from his shape through his suit, thick. And she absolutely loved that he wasn’t shy about his body at all.
Her thoughts about trying to be good had gone out the window as he stood in front of her in his suit and nothing else. She wanted this man. Wanted to get down and dirty with him, feel him deep inside her. Wanted to take his cock in her mouth and make him lose his mind.
Pretty much she wanted to do all the carnal things with him that had been flitting through her head ever since seeing his chest and feeling his erection.
But she couldn’t deny she was enjoying the foreplay. His fingers on her back were heavenly, and she felt herself drip with excitement when those fingers snuck under her suit and played with her ass. It was just as fun to caress him, as well.
Yeah, they were totally engaging in foreplay. It was exciting, making anticipation flow through her veins.
It was nice to know they had physical chemistry to go along with their intellectual connection. It might be awful of her to say, but as much as she wanted to be with a man she could talk to, she wanted someone who would be compatible with her in bed as well.
And she had no doubt Marshall would rock her world when they finally did give in to their lust.
“Incoming!” Marshall yelled from behind her. Kenna had been so lost in her head, she’d forgotten where they were. She turned and let out a girly screech as she saw Marshall barreling toward her on his boogey board. She tried to stand, but a wave knocked her feet out from under her. She was laughing and doing her best to get out of Marshall’s way when he ran into her.
For a split second, his board ran right over her, but Marshall, being the water expert he was, had thrown himself to the side so he didn’t crush her.
Kenna felt arms go around her and pull her from under the water. Then she saw Marshall’s concerned expression. “Shit, Kenna. Are you all right? I thought you’d move.”
She couldn’t help it. She laughed again. She was so incredibly happy, she couldn’t hold it back.
Marshall stared at her as if she’d finally lost it and looked like he was two seconds away from hauling her out of the water and calling an ambulance. He moved them closer to shore.
Kenna did her best to control herself, then threw herself into his arms. Marshall stumbled and went to his knees in the surf. She put a hand on his chest and pushed, until he was sitting. She then straddled him, wrapping her arms around his neck. “I’m fine,” she said. “I wasn’t paying attention. Serves me right.”
“I almost ran you over,” Marshall murmured, running his hands up and down her back as he held her to him.
Kenna scooted closer, until she could feel his cock against her folds. It was an intimate position, even if neither of them was turned on. She loved being close to him like this. “You didn’t,” she reassured him.
Marshall met her gaze and nodded, finally understanding that she was fine. He reached up and ran his hand over her hair, gripping a fistful. He pulled on it lightly, until her chin tipped up. Then he leaned forward and kissed the underside of her chin. He relaxed his grip a bit but didn’t let go of her hair.
Kenna tilted her head back down and wiggled on his lap. Yeah, okay, now she was turned on, and she could feel Marshall’s cock throbbing against her pussy. The waves lapped around them and the sun was beating on their heads. Kenna knew there were other people on the beach, enjoying the beautiful day, but she only had eyes for one man.
She gazed at him and licked her lips, tasting nothing but salt. She knew she’d never forget today and being with Marshall.
“Don’t look at me that way,” he said.
“What way?” Kenna asked.
