Fallen

Chapter 7: A Hot Day At The Beach

I decided on the Pier, only because we could still go swimming, but, if we wanted to, we could play the games or go on some rides. Choosing a red and black bikini, I slipped shorts and a sleeveless Tshirt on, with sandals and brought sneakers just in case. Shannon knocked on the door at one o'clock. He had a Metallica Tshirt and cut off jeans on.
"Do you need some more time? I can wait." He wondered.
"Just let me grab my bag. I've got some bottles of water just in case." I picked up my tote from the table.
"That's great. I think it's gonna be real hot today."
"The radio said about 95 degrees."
Stepping back to the door, Shannon surprised me by grabbing my neck and pressing his mouth to mine. My breath returned in a deep sigh when he pulled away. His chest raised and lowered with the breath he took.
"Sorry. I couldn't wait any longer."
"Shannon. I.."
"I shouldn't feel so much but I know that I don't have to hide anything from you, you know everything."
"Not everything. Let's go before I forget where we're going."
"That would be bad?" He had the same look as he'd had the night at the club, eyes half closed, posture relaxed.
I fought all the instincts that wanted to pull him inside. "We can talk about it."
We walked out into the hall, locked the door and headed down to the car.
After parking, Shannon carried my beach tote over his shoulder and my hand as we walked over the warm sand. Finding a spot, he shook out our towels, lay them down and fell onto one. I removed my shirt and shorts, folded them and placed them in the bag. Kicking off my sandals, I looked down to see him staring.
"What?" I got a little self conscious.
"You look amazing." He reached a hand toward me, pulling me down when I placed mine in it.
I laughed, falling back. Shannon was beside me, looking into my eyes.
"Your laugh is like the wind." He spoke quietly.
"You're so full of it." I smiled.
"It's true. A beautiful sound."
He brought his hand up, moving the back of his fingers over my cheek. It was a soft touch. I closed my eyes and sighed deep. I felt his fingers settle on the side of my neck, the the hesitant touch of his lips on my own. Bringing my hand up,to his wrist, I opened my eyes, looked into and got lost in his hazel gaze.
"I won't if you don't want me to." He said, hope in his eyes
"Right now, I want nothing more." I responded, moving my hand down his arm.
"And if kissing you leads to something I may not be able to stop?"
"Shannon. After we had sex, I came to realize that I was't really alive. Living day to day but not alive. I want to feel like that again."
"I never thought that coming to LA would bring me here. I like having you in my thoughts, being around you. It's like, once I left the drugs and drinking behind, I found something better. I feel like a have a life."
"You do. And you have Jared and me to help you. I always shit my emotions off because I was afraid to get hurt again. My using was all about that. I know that I was wrong. I'm letting myself experience that again."
"I'm going to kiss you."
"Good."
He covered my mouth, tongue moving between my lips. I ran mine underneath and felt a shiver even though it was a hot, sweltering day. As I wrapped my fingers through his hair, I began to feel his hand touch my left thigh, kneeling the flesh and move up. Even the thought of where his hand would end up didn't bother me, even thoughts of being on a public beach. All I wanted was Shannon's touch. Electricity went through me as his hand moved across the edge of my bikini bottoms. Imparted my legs to give him better access and moaned when fingers slipped under the thin fabric. Turning my face away, I tried to take a deep breath, only coming back with a short gasp of air.
"Shannon..."
"You're so wet and smooth." He said softly.
"I need to..."
I felt like I couldn't form a sentence. Shannon's fingers stroked me so unbelievably slow. I could have cried out when he slipped one inside. His long, thick finger finding the perfect spot and rhythm. He covered my mouth again, holding back the moans that escaped my lips. I moved my right hand down his arm, feeling the tight muscles and the movement of his hand. My orgasm was so close, hopefully only the first. Pulling at his lips with my own, it was as if the energy travelled from my body to his. I sighed deeply when his finger left me and he brought it to his mouth. Watching him sick my juices was extremely erotic to me. I knew I had to have more.
"You want to cool of in the water?" He asked quietly.
"Right now, what I want, has nothing to do with cooling off." I looked up at his intrigued smile.
Making sure that my bikini bottoms were in place, I sat up, took a second to catch my breath, stood up and picked up my tot bag.
"Where are you going?" He watched me.
"Come with me and find out." I slowly walked toward a small building.
I hoped that there would be nobody around and I could fulfill my plans for Shannon. Going inside, I inspected everywhere. No one was around. Okay, so it was I public changing room but it was the only place that was semi private. I pulled Shannon inside, locked the door and dropped my bag. Placing my hands on his shoulders, I pushed him back until he was in front of the hand sink. He looked at me, surprised that I was being forceful.
"This is different."
"If you think so now, wait for a few minutes." I leaned in, rested myself against his chest and kissed his neck.
Moving my mouth from his left to right, I kissed, sucked, licked and bit his warm skin. Heavy sighs began to escape mouth, his chest raising with each deep breath. Going down, I pressed my lips against the hard muscles of his chest, the flat of my tongue over his nipples, across his stomach and finally just above his denim covered groin. My fingers made fast work of his shorts.
"Lisa." He moaned, watching as I pulled his hardened cock from behind the material.
"You can't do what you just did and not think I'd want more." I stroked him.
"I just... Oh fuck." His eyes closed.
Smiling at his reaction, I ran my tongue along the underside to the tip, as if savor ring the first taste of a ice cream. He smelled like a man that had just finished a hard days work. The warmth and heavy sweat before getting in to the shower. He'd planned on the beach cleaning that off, but I was happy he didn't. I took him in all at once. Shannon grabbed either side of my head, fingers tangling through my hair. He was either very turned on or I was to eager. It only took a half dozen tight movements before I felt Shannon's orgasm slide down my throat. Licking him clean, I stood up, kissed his neck softly as he breathed quick.
"I've never...felt that good ever." He tried catching his breath.
"Well. The door's still locked or we can go home." I bit his earlobe.
"I'll never make it home."
The door began to move. "Why's this locked? Go find somebody."
Quickly, Shannon lifted me up and carried me over to the bathroom stalls. The one furthest from the door, with the ,last room and cement walls. My back was pressed against the cold wall, Shannon's warm body against mine, my legs around his hips.
"We have to do this before someone comes back." His right hand moving over my slick core.
"You don't like an audience?" I pressed my lips to his neck.
"I don't like to share some moments."
"Be as selfish as you want."
Pulling at the bikini bottoms, Shannon adjusted the material and pushed into me with one smooth thrust. His size stretched me to a greater limit. It was a pleasurable pain and I craved the feel.
"Fuck me! Dear god fuck me!" I yelled.
And did he ever. It was desperation that had each thrust of Shannon's hips feel like a battering ram. It was on the verge of violence. My nails dug into his shoulders. His right hand at my throat, under my chin. Something on the wall pressed into my back sharply. The sensation sent me over the edge. A final push, a gasp for breath and a shattering wave of pleasure engulfed the world. Shannon hugged me tight, head on my chest, breathing hard as his orgasm subsided. I tangled my fingers in his hair.
"I think that the beach is overrated." Shannon took a deep breath and looked up at me.
"I think quite the opposite. This has become a great day at the beach." I kissed him softly.
"We could've done this at home."
"We could have. But now we can walk the boardwalk, maybe go on the big wheel, feel the cool air after the sun goes down."
"You are amazing. I'm glad that I came to LA."
"Let's get out of here. Cool off in the water and go for a walk."
Shannon covered my lips, the kiss firm and demanding. After straightening our clothes and calming our breathing, we casually left the building not caring about the people waiting outside the door. The ocean surf cooled and cleaned us off, before going to the Pier, ending our day on the Ferris wheel. Kissing with soft demanding as it spun around.