Lifeboat Lighthouse

Chapter 20

Cruise Day 14 (Part 3) – Limassol, Cyprus

Freen's POV

We dived into the sea hand in hand.

"Holy shit, holy shit!" I squeaked as the cold water lapped at my thighs.

Deciding to give it a try, I let go of Becky's hand and immersed my entire body in the Mediterranean Sea, head and all. I surfaced for air. The wet hair all ended up in front of my eyes.

Becky came closer to me and moved my hair back from my face. "You're crazy!" she giggled.

"Yes.... crazy about you." I said directly. Then, without warning, I grabbed the younger girl by the waist, pressing my body against her and submerging us both under the water. Becky barely had time to get a breath of air before she was completely submerged.

"Bitch." she slurred as we both surfaced again.

"It's less cold if you do it all at once. I was helping you, little one." I said, winking at her.

She rolled her eyes. "Help me, of course."

I still held Becky in my arms, against my naked body, and it suddenly struck me how intimate the moment was. I wanted to touch her everywhere, kiss her everywhere. I wanted all of her.

I don't know how long I was dazed in my lust but, suddenly, Becky cleared her throat, bringing me back to reality. I walked away from her quickly, turning to swim further out to sea.

"Come on, let's go deeper." I said, refusing to look back at the younger girl.

We stayed in the water for another twenty minutes or so and I did my best to keep some distance between us. I had told Becky that I didn't mind waiting. I needed to wait too but, damn, it was so hard. I knew she wanted to take things further last night but she was so high at the time, and now her head was clearer it was likely she didn't want to anymore. Especially considering how nervous she was just to take her clothes off in front of me.

Eventually, we felt too cold and gave up. We both began to climb out of the water.

"Eeeeee!" Becky squealed. "Oh my God, something just touched my foot. What the hell just touched my foot?"

"I'm sure it was just seaweed or something, come on." I pulled on Becky's hand but she didn't move.

"What if it was a jellyfish? Oh my god, I hate jellyfish!" Becky gasped.

"We're almost out. It's not very far." I pulled her hand again but she remained frozen where she was.

"I can't see anything. I don't like this Freen, let me out!" Becky started to panic.

My protective instincts took over as I rushed to pick up Becky so her legs were wrapped around my waist. I immediately regretted it. There were so many other ways I could have lifted her, why did I do it that way? The center of her was now literally pressed against my stomach. I tried to think of something else. Anything except the tingling sensation I felt between my legs. I looked at Becky; she didn't seem uncomfortable but even in the moonlight I could see her cheeks blushing and she looked almost as agitated as I was.

I sped up, walking towards the shore as fast as I could. I held my breath until I hit the sand but, before I could put Becky down, something tangled around my foot and sent us both crashing to the ground. Becky took the brunt of the fall as she landed on her back on the sand with me on top of her. Between her legs. Between her bare legs. Shit, Freen calm down.

"Good job, Casanova." Becky teased, breaking the awkward silence.

"Shut up... I couldn't see while I was trying to carry you." I said, stumbling over my words. I stood up as quickly as I could, kicking the piece of seaweed that had caused our fall before reaching out to pull Becky up. For my own sanity, I did my best not to look at her body.