𝗦𝗘𝗫𝗧, reece king

38. sex on the beach

the rest of the week rolled out smoothly without any more unnecessary arguments. saraí had shown reece many popular tourist spots, more specifically the beach.

reece smiled as the sun shone across his face. "this is really relaxing," he said. "we hardly get sun like this."

"i love the beach." saraí told him. "i can lay here for hours."

"i can see why."

she sat up, leaning against her arm as she lifted her sunglasses from her nose and perched them on top of her head. she let her eyes roam over reece, feeling them water.

she had tried to not think about the fact that this would be reece's last week with her. it was obvious that he would have to leave eventually but she didn't want to. a part of her wanted to ask reece to stay in los angeles, even move in together. she couldn't do that, though. ask such a big thing from him, especially because he's modeling over there. it would be selfish to ask him to put her before everything.

"what's wrong?" he asked her, eyes still closed. "i can feel you staring at me."

saraí shook her head, biting her lip to prevent from breaking into a total meltdown. "n-nothing." she told him. "just admiring you."

reece tilted his head, almost posing as he puckered his plump lips. "how do i look?" he asked, making her laugh.

"mmm," she pretended to think. "alright, i guess."

he scoffed, sitting up to look at her and finally opening his eyes. "i guess?" reece wiped the imaginary tear from his eye. "i feel betrayed."

saraí giggled. "you're a big baby."

"i'm your big baby."

"damn right."

she scooted closer to him, sitting on his lap as she straddled his waist with her legs on both sides of his body. reece bit his lip as he looked at her, millions of dirty thoughts circling his mind. he would never get tired of this girl.

fortunately for them, they were in a very secluded area of the beach where only locals knew how to get there. no one was around, meaning saraí didn't need to worry about getting caught.

within seconds, saraí felt reece's large buldge poke through his swim shorts and press against her core. just to be a tease, she began to move herself back and forth. reece squeezed his eyes and groaned lowly, "oh fuck."

"what's wrong?" she asked, innocently as though she had no idea what she was doing.

"if you keep this up any longer," reece told her. "i'm going to end up fucking you right here."

from his words, saraí's legs clenched around his body. the thought of that didn't seem horrible at all, especially because she'd always wanted to make the fantasy of sex on the beach come true. so instead of dropping the dirty act, she continued grinding against his hips, moaning softly at the tension that was building up slowly.

"maybe i want you to." she whispered, just loud enough for him to hear as though someone would be listening. "fuck me, reece."