4. Tulum Beach

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I've been home for almost a month. I've been so busy I feel like I haven't had time to breathe. However, I have managed to make texting Simon a daily habit.

Every morning he texts me, every night I text him. It's small, since life is constantly getting in the way, but every exchange makes me remember the bliss of the beach. I set my coffee to the side and pull my phone across the counter.

I blink at Simon's name. We've texted plenty, but he never calls. Hello? So, I may have done something impulsive.

Like what? Got on a flight to your city. I almost drop the phone.

I can't believe he's done this, and without talking to me first? Sure. It's a long weekend, and I do have sick time, and.

.. Is that okay? Of course.

Um, are you at the airport? I get the rest of the details, submit personal time to have today off, and drive to the airport to get the man who turned a vacation for one into an unforgettable weekend. And apparently it was intense enough that I'm doing something I never do.

I'm being spontaneous. But there's a heatwave. My AC is broken, my car cluttered with pieces of clothing and receipts.

This is a different me than the one Simon knew in Tulum. My hair is swept into a bun, I'm wearing a professional skirt and top combo. I'm impatient, frustrated with the long line of cars.

Maybe we won't mix at all here. Maybe this is what will shatter the illusion we've created where a relationship is possible. Finally, I see Simon waiting with a big duffel bag.

His tanned skin, the casual t-shirt and jeans, his dark hair. It's familiar, warm, and my stomach does a flip as I pull closer. After one deep breath, I park.

Hi. Simon smiles at me, and I close the space between us, dragging my sweaty self against him and kissing him hard. His lips mould to mine and his hands stroke down my body, pulling me closer.

He still manages to taste like ocean air and alcohol. Or maybe that's just my imagination. I lick across his bottom lip and his mouth opens for me.

It's like no time has passed at all. In the car, Simon plays with the radio until he finds a Selsa station. As we drive, I try to wipe the sweat from my forehead without him noticing, but I see that he has beads of sweat rolling down his neck and diving below his shirt.

He catches me staring and smirks. Hot enough for you? I just can't believe you're here.

We park up outside my apartment. Simon grabs his bag and takes my hand. Even with both of us sweating, we can't stop smiling.

His eyes scorch me even more than the sun. It takes three attempts for me to even get the key in the lock. I'm just so excited to have him here and more excited to explore the tension between us.

Once inside, the A.C. hits and clings to our skin. The sound he makes goes straight through me, spreading lust from my core along my belly, hardening my nipples.

I think you promised me a shower. I tug at his shirt. Are you planning to shower fully clothed? He takes off his shirt and reaches for me.

We tease each other with soft touches and tempting kisses until we stumble into the bathroom together. Between kisses, we strip each other, hands roaming, skin tingling. His tongue strokes against mine, devouring every bit of hunger I feel for him.

My nails drag down his arms and I fumble for the shower faucet. I think I'll join you. Your house, your rules.

Under the cool water, Simon runs his hands over my body. He squeezes my ass gently while kissing the back of my neck and across my shoulder. My eyes fall shut and I lean back against him.

Keep doing that. Use your hands on me. Show me how much you want me.

Simon rubs himself against me so I can feel exactly how hard he is. I hand him some soap, start to turn around but feel Simon's hand tighten on my hip. Ladies first.

His soapy hands glide over my body, first my back, then around my ribs, up to cut my breasts and a too soft brush across my nipples. My back arches, pushing my ass back against his hard cough. Touch me harder.

Pull on my nipples, slide your hand between my legs and stroke my clit. Simon massages and cups my breasts, thumbs circling my nipples before he pinches them hard. I need more.

I slide my fingers through his and look over my shoulder at him, guiding his hand down over my stomach, then between my damp thighs, I push his fingers against my clit. Right here, baby. Yes, right there.

His fingers circle my clit as he rubs himself against me, pressing me against the wall. The mix of cold water and Simon's hot body makes every inch of me hypersensitive. His fingers slide further along my pussy, then slip deep inside me.

Feels so good. Oh my god. So good.

It feels so good, my toes curl. One hand teases my nipple as his two fingers curl and pump into my pussy, over and over. My legs are shaking already, but I want to make him as horny as he's making me.

Reaching back, I rub his cock, feeling it grow in my hand. The sound he makes and the way his fingers stroke and rub are bringing me closer and closer to the edge. Turning, I wrap my arm around his neck and kiss him hard.

I need you to take me right now and fuck me better than you've ever done it before. He lifts me up, I wrap my legs around him and he guides his cock into my pussy. My lips part and my hips rock against his.

He moves slowly at first, carefully, but I dig my nails into his shoulders and kiss across his neck. Harder. I drop so I'm on one foot with my other leg up so I can brace myself on the wall behind me.

I watch Simon's muscles move as he fucks me hard and fast. He tangles his fingers in my hair as I cling to him. Our bodies move together, I'm wet everywhere.

Pleasure is pulsing deep inside me, light-headed. He pounds into me rough and fast. At this angle he hits my G-spot over and over.

Then he slides his hand between us, rubbing my clit until my leg shakes and I give in. I explode. Coming so hard my vision fades.

My knees are jelly. I feel barely real. Simon pulls out, continuing to stroke his cock.

But I have a better idea. I drop to my knees and wrap my lips around him, tasting myself on him. I bob my head a few times, licking and sucking hard, and that's all it takes.

He fills my mouth and I swallow before letting him slide out. I rest back on my heels until Simon jerks me up and kisses me deeply. We let the water coat us, and then he chuckles.

I should have chased you down ages ago. Now you have me, what are you going to do with me? After we get cleaned up, we're doing lunch.

Between seeing the city, making you come over and over, and going on a real date, we're going to need some energy. We finish washing and I watch Simon move around my apartment as we get ready. I already want to keep him here.

I want more than what we had in Tulum. I want more than the fantasy. I want the commitment.