Whiskey's Second Chance

29: Beach Day

Whiskey POV

Kayla was here. She's standing in front of me, raking her eyes across my body, as if she wanted me and couldn't wait. A smirk formed on my lips and it took everything in me to not pick her up and find a room to have some fun in. So I kept my distance, knowing if I went anywhere near her, or gave her a hug, I wouldn't be able to control myself.

As I gave a tour of the villa, I noticed how Kayla seemed distracted, in her head, and I wanted to know why. To know why she was living in her head and not allowing herself to enjoy the moment in front of her.

Killer announced that all the guys, except Blade, would sleep in the villa next door and were not happy about that. However, both Killer and Tiger wanted it this way until after the wedding happened, knowing all bets would be off once the happy couple was on their honeymoon. I wanted to tell Kayla tonight we could talk about everything, but before I could say anything, Killer called for me and I left. Leaving her standing there looking as though I had broken her heart.

Our villa was like the girls, but we have ten rooms and everyone will double up since almost the entire club will be here. But for now it's just myself, Killer, Ace, Tiny, Gears, Shotgun, Hawk, and Bear, and tonight only a few would have to share a room together. Everyone unpacked and raided the fridge, despite eating three meals on the plane.

Thirty minutes later, everyone was in their suits and headed for the beach and the girls. The more I thought about Kayla in a bikini, with her curvy hips and breasts soaking in the sun, my pace quickened towards the water. Ace quickly grabbed Tiger, throwing her over his shoulder, and headed straight for the water, despite Tiger's half-hearted attempts to stop him.

Blade immediately sat next to Ginger, pulling her onto his lap, covering her face in kisses and giggles escaped her lips. This wedding was their "baby-moon" and they couldn't be more in love or ready to meet their baby boy or girl. They are waiting to find out the gender until the baby is born, which is great except the guys and I will paint the baby's room in the few short days they are in the hospital.

Watching the two of them now, however, made me realize how much I wanted that for myself. To share my love with someone else. Standing at the edge of the boardwalk, I knew I needed to make Kayla mine and let her know just how much I wanted her.

I placed my stuff next to the others and looked around. Kayla wasn't in the water or laying on the beach. Instead, I found her reading a book on the porch by herself, and not in her bathing suit. Knowing she wouldn't willingly get in the water or tan with the others, I took Ace's approach and did not give her a choice.

You can't hide yourself, or your body, from me, love. Time to stop hiding and show everyone how fucking beautiful you are.

Kayla looked up, shocked and confused, as I pulled the book away from her, her sunglasses off her face, and the phone from her lap. Without warning, I grabbed her by the waist, tossed her over my shoulder, and marched straight to the water.

"Whiskey! Whiskey, what are you doing?! Put me down, you can't carry me!" She yelled over my shoulder.

"Watch me. You're mine now, love," I smirked as we passed the guys who were hootin' and hollerin'.

I tossed Kayla into the water and a squeal left her mouth as she hit the water. As she came up for breath, her shirt clung to her body, accentuating her large breasts down to her tiny waist and sassy, swaying hips. Trailing my eyes back up her body, she licked her lips and I couldn't stop myself; I need her now.

Grabbing the back of her neck, weaving my hands through her wet hair, I pulled her lips onto mine before she could react or stop me. Her lips tasted of salt water and as I forced my tongue into her mouth, fighting for control, she tasted sweeter than I remember.

Kayla fought for control, as her hands fisted my shirt, not allowing herself to fall or let go, and enjoy the moment. However, the moment my hands pulled her head back and my other hand wrapped around her neck, she melted into me with ease.

I pulled away and watched as Kayla stood there, trying to regain her composure and put together what had just happened. Her lips were plump and full from the kiss and I could see the desire in her eyes, but there were too many eyes and people here for what I wanted to do to her.

"There's more where that came from, love. I promise you'll be just as wet," I breathed against her ear. Her breath hitched, and I knew she was just as affected as I was after that kiss.

Walking back to the beach, I stripped off my shirt and smirked at Ginger and Blade, who both seemed just as shocked as Kayla. I sat next to them, wondering why they were still straining at me. It's not like we all hadn't seen worse from the two of them before.

Raising my eyebrows, Ginger finally spoke up. "You couldn't have done that somewhere with a little more privacy Whiskey?" I shrugged my shoulders, smirking.

"But then I wouldn't get to see that," I pointed at Kayla, who was still in the water, with bright red cheeks, and Tiger and Ace trying to make sure she's still breathing. The image is well worth whatever punishment or wrath may come my way later tonight.

*****

We spent the next two hours playing in the ocean, tanning, and playing numerous rounds of football. Kayla eventually took off her shirt, leaving very little to my imagination, which normally I would love, but with my brothers here, all I wanted was for her to put a shirt back on. Everyone, including the girls, couldn't help but stare at her, and my jealousy and possessive side came out. The guys could tell I was struggling to keep it together and pushed my buttons a few times, but never crossed the line.

It was getting dark out and everyone was full from dinner, so Killer and I started the bonfire. The one thing Tiger wanted was a bonfire on the beach with s'mores, so Killer made it happen. As we were putting the wood into the pit, Kayla walked over and asked to help. I smiled and handed her some wood and told her where to put it.

A small growl escaped my mouth as Kayla bent down to place the wood where I told her to, and she quickly stood up, looking at me, confused. Taking two steps I pulled her against me and whispered, "If you bend over like that again, letting everyone see your beautiful breasts, I will throw you over my shoulder and take you back inside, for you to give me my private show, love."

Kayla shattered against me and let out the breath she held when I stepped away. Keeping her eyes cast downward, she squatted down and organized the wood inside the pit. Her big eyes looked up at me and I knew I wanted her to be mine, and tonight I need to tell her.

Fuck. The way her ass sticks out when she squats and bounces on her toes has been harder than I've ever been. She's trying to kill me.