This is the follow up to ‘First Time’ – if you haven’t already, go and read it!

Beach

Prologue

I am tired after my trip and fall into bed as soon as I get back, not even knowing yet if I have the promotion, my head reeling from the experience. Word has got around, however, and Cija knows I am back. She rings, and I can hear the delight in her voice. I can’t resist agreeing to see her, but tell her how weary I am. I hear a little hesitancy in her voice, but she tells me to come right on over to the private beach below the villa she inherited from her parents. Wearily but with enthusiasm I make my way down to the lobby to meet the taxi.

I was disappointed when he had to go away so soon after our assignation, but he has called me whilst he was away, and I hear on the grapevine that he is back. I look at the phone, hesitating – he must be tired, or I’m sure he would have let me know. I can’t resist calling, and hear the weariness in his voice but he agrees to come over. I have his welcome all planned, and wait on the beach for him, knowing we won’t be interrupted.

We meet on the sand, in the fading light with the moon rising. I was angry with him for being away for so long, but as soon as I see him, all is forgiven and all I want to do is to please him like he pleased me the last time we met. I say a simple hello and kiss him on the lips, and he holds me tight. We are barefoot and I feel the warm sand between my toes, the warmth of his body as I rest my head on his chest, and the hammering of his heart echoes mine. He is wearing simple clothes, a soft shirt and loose trousers with a belt, and I want to tear them off then and there to see his naked body, but I know it will be better to go slow. I wear a low cut slip dress, black and silky, which clings to my contours and skims the top of my thighs. He pulls away from me and looks into my eyes, beginning an apology but I put my fingers to his lips, closely followed again by my own lips, and I kiss him once. I tell him that tonight I am in charge, and he must do as I ask. He smiles and agrees to my terms.

I take him by the hand and lead him across the beach to a palm tree, a blanket spread out on the sand nearby. Here I press him back against the trunk and start to kiss him in earnest, at first light butterfly kisses, our lips barely touching, These change in intensity as our lips remain touching for longer, I gently suck his lower lip and start to tease his lips with my tongue. His tongue also probes and teases until we are kissing deeply, my palms resting on his chest.