Summer Night
The bar was small and it was hot. There was no air conditioner and the humidity hung thick in the air.  Every so often they were lucky enough to catch a breeze off the ocean from the open windows.  She looked around briefly; actually the place seemed like something from Gilligan�s Island.  During the day there was a perfect view of the ocean from the back of the bar. She leaned over the jukebox trying to decide what song to select as she tapped her foot on the wooden floor.  She made her selections and stretched with her arms over her head.  She adjusted the ponytail that sat high on her head to keep the hair off her neck; it was a failed attempt to stay as cool as possible.  As she turned she made eye contact with him.  He was in the corner sipping on a beer; neither made an effort to hide their stares.  She watched as his eyes traveled down her body and it was one of the few times a man�s appreciation for her body didn�t bother her.  He wasn�t ogling, it was more as if he was admiring.

She was wearing a white wife beater T-shirt, which was tied in a knot at her back and showed off her frame.  He noticed her jeans seemed to be perfect they weren�t too tight but they definitely accented her curves. Her smile, as slight as it was, gave him confidence and he walked over to her.  As he walked towards her the music started and she leaned back against the bar resting her weight on her elbows.  It caused her breasts stick out out more and he could see the sweat coat her skin; the way the light caught it made her skin glisten and it was such a turn on.  He looked into her eyes and held his hand out,
      �Like to dance?�  She placed her hand on his forearm, his breath caught in his throat and his eyes followed her hand as it slid down and it landed in his hand.  Instead of allowing him to take her to the middle of the dance floor she lead him to the outside deck of the bar.  She instantly laid her head on his chest while she placed her hands on his shoulders.  One of his hands lay on her waist and the other flat on the small of her back. They swayed back and forth and as he began to sing in her ear; her arms wrapped around his neck and ended up tangled in his hair,
       �What a wicked game to play/ to make me feel this way
         What a wicked thing to do/ to let me dream of you
         What a wicked thing to say/ you never felt this way.� She exhaled a soft breath as both his hands lay flat on her body and then ran up her back, under her shirt, gliding easily due to the perspiration, and not stopping until they rested on her shoulder blades.  He pulled her closer and her eyes closed involuntarily.  Her hands ran slowly through his hair and she heard him sigh as her nails massaged his scalp.  She slowly pulled back from him and grabbed his hands.  She smiled seductively at him as only their outstretched arms separated them.  Walked backwards she pulled him with her.  She released one of his hands and turned around to lead him further down towards the water.  Once her back was to him he walked closer to her with his arms wrapped around her waist and his head on her shoulder.  She wiggled from his grasp, kicked off her sandals and peeled off her jeans as he stood there watching.  She stood before him with a sinful smile on her face before she ripped off her white t-shirt and underwear and ran into the water.  He smiled and shook his head at her as she yelled out,
       �Come on�join me.�  He looked around for any signs that others were around and shook his head as if saying; I can�t believe I�m doing this, and took off his clothes and joined her.  She threw water in his face and tried to run from him as best she could but she was easily caught.  The laughter stopped when they looked at each other.  He couldn�t believe how she could go from a little girl splashing water to this sexy irresistible woman.  She placed her hand on his cheek and stepped closer into his embrace and softly and slowly placed her lips on his.  The instant their mouths connected her moan escaped her own mouth and disappeared into his.  Her hands ran over his body; up and down his chest and slid around and repeated the same movement on his back.  His hands found their way to her head and his fingers wrapped around her hair. He pulled her head back using her hair and began to kiss on her neck. Unlike the kiss they shared, his mouth on her neck was intense and eager.  While his attention was on her neck he found the spot that drove her crazy.  He began to nip gently with his teeth at the spot on the side of her neck directly in the middle.  She squirmed, but only in his arms because his grip held her in place.  His hand dipped down and his finger briefly rubbed over her before he entered her.  She moved against his hand as her head lay in the crook of his neck as her nails dug into his skin.  He could feel her breath on his skin.  He removed his fingers from her and began to walk her back to the shore, never removing his mouth from her body.  As they fell down into the sand his mouth trailed down her body and stopped at her breast. She lifted her head and looked down at him the only light was that of the moon and she could just make out his tongue as it slowly licked over her nipple.  Her head fell back as he started to suck on her nipple.  He diverted his attention from her nipple and licked in between her breasts and back up to her mouth.  His tongue slowly traced her lips and slid in and out of her mouth.  She took his face between her hands and began to suck on his tongue.  She smiled secretly at the groan her sudden movement elicited.  She took the upper hand and rolled them over so she was on top.  She slid down his body and kissed along the way.  She held him in her hand and looked up to see him anxiously waiting for her next move.  She gradually stuck out her tongue and he held his breath as he watched her tongue run over him slowly.  He exhaled and lay his head back while his hands ran idly over her back.  Her tongue left him and he thought she was going to take him into her mouth but he was shocked and disappointed when he felt soft kisses on his thigh.

Summer Night Part 2

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