Feels like the real thing

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We took 27 down through the hills, til we hit PCH. Then we took a left and drove to Venice Beach. We stopped for breakfast and then checked into a hotel. His mood hadn't changed much, so I decided to jump in the shower and change into my bikini. If anything will cheer a guy up its a dripping wet, half naked chick right? I stepped out of the bathroom to find him sprawled on the bed, watching tv. I cleared my throat to get his attention. Nothing. I walked between him and the tv. Nothing. I sat beside him and ran my hand up his back. Finally a reaction. But, not the one I wanted. "You really don't get it do you?" he said, then he rolled onto his side, away from me. "What do you think about when you look at me Frankie?" he asked, sounding hurt. I thought for a moment, then I answered. "I think, there's the most amazing man on the planet. There's nothing he can't do, except realize how amazing he is." He rolled back over and looked at me with a serious expression. All at once he was grinning at me. He pulled me closer and kissed me. "You think you're so smoothe don't you?" he asked, then laughed.

He laid me back into the bed and traced my collar bone with his fingers before gently kissing it. Then he pulled away and just looked at me. I could see his eyes slowly tracing the outline of my body. "My god you're beautiful." he said softly. Then he rested his head on my arm, and we just laid there for a while.

"I'm guessing you're wanting to go down to the beach." He said, sitting up slowly. "I can think of other things I'd rather do" i answered, running my hand over his six pack and biting my lower lip. "Oh, really?" he said, surprised by my forwardness. "Let's do the beach first, and we'll figure out what to do about you later." he said, winking at me and giving me a shy sideways grin.

I laid my towel out onto the sand and walked toward where the ocean met the beach. The coolness of the water felt good on my hot feet. Out of nowhere Ross grabbed me and carried me out til he was waist deep. Then he dunked me. "In this family, we don't tiptoe around getting our hair wet. It's all in or not in at all." as soon as I found my footing I leaned back, dipped my hair in the water, and then jumped on him. He didn't budge. I tried everything. I could not move him. Then I reached down and stuck my fingers in his armpits. As soon as I started tickling him, he was giggling like a little girl. "No, no tickling it's not fair" he picked me up again and dunked me. I popped out of the water laughing and choking all at once. I went straight for his sides, again, he dunked me. "Ok, I give up." I said as soon as I surfaced. "Nuh uh, I don't trust you he said, backing away. I put my hands in the air and said "I promise." He cautiously walk through the water towards me and grabbed my wrists. He lowered my hands around his back and kissed me. Theeen he dunked me again.

We grabbed lunch from a snackbar after an hour or so. And then headed back to the room. As soon as we walked in we checked our phones. I had half a dozen texts and a couple of missed calls from Ell. No voicemails. The five of the texts were from Ell and one was from Rydel. All of them asking where we were and if we were ok. Judging by Ross' reaction, he had pretty much the same on his phone. "I'll handle it, you get comfortable." he said, with a sexy smirk. I jumped back into the shower, washed my hair and jumped back out, as quickly as I could.

When I walked back out into the room, he was sitting at the little dining table near the window. Again, his silhouette was beyond beautiful. His blonde hair all disheveled, his muscular chest outlined perfectly by the sun. He was on his phone. He motioned for me to sit on his lap. I obliged. I heard Rikers voice at the other end of the line. Ross rolled his eyes. "Well look bro, I gotta go, gotta get back to my lady," he said, cutting his brother off mid sentence. "I'll see you in the morning."

He picked me up and carried me to the bed where he didn't gently lay me down, no, he dropped me. Then he slid a finger into the top of my towel and slowly untucked the end where I had secured it earlier. He opened the ends of the towel and laid them to the side and just gazed at me for a moment. His hands began lightly touching me, my back began to arch. His lips found their way to my left breast, within moments we were making love for the first time. It was amazing, we fit together perfectly. It was like he was reading my mind. I had never experienced anything like it, for every push there was a pull, our breathing became one. And after hours, we finally collapsed.

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