Rebecca stepped out of the hotel and looked up at the perfect blue sky. She’d been dreaming of France for two months. Looked forward to this blissful week away with the love of her life, Jesus sex-on-a-stick Reyes. She’d packed clothes light because June was a kind and warm month, but she’d packed her fantasies up to maximum baggage allowance.
Lately, they’d been so busy with work and commitments to friends and family, and Je had a big charity event coming up that meant he was constantly running or cycling or swimming as part of the training. Which was fine, it was a good cause, but the erotic side of their relationship had been the sacrifice.
“You ready?” Je came up behind her and slid his arm around her waist.
He smelled of fresh aftershave and his linen shirt was soft against her arm. “Yes, you?”
“Yeah, and I spoke to the hotel owner; he said if we follow the trail west, the path is a little overgrown but has great views of the ocean. If we walk an hour we should find a little cove for a swim. You fancy that?”
“Skinny dipping?” Rebecca raised her eyebrows.
“If that’s what you want to do.” His dark eyes flashed.
“I think that’s the very least we should do.” She giggled and squeezed closer to him.
Je bit on his bottom lip. He always did that when he first started to think about sex—about instigating it, planning it, making that move.
Her heart did a little skip, and anticipation gripped her belly. She’d often conjured up scenarios where they could fuck outdoors, but living in central London, that’s all they were, dreams.
But maybe today…
“You have a naughty glint in your eye, young lady,” he said, touching the tip of her nose with his index...
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