“When do we get to meet your Alex?”

“Tomorrow night at dinner.”

“We can’t wait.”

Jenny drove them to the McCarthy’s hotel a short time later and sent a text to Alex before she pulled out of the parking lot. Coast is clear.

On my way, but I can’t stay over. Paul has an early meeting.

I’ll take what I can get.

Mmmmmm…

He was there when she got home, and she ran to him, thrilled to see him after the long day without him. She was in so deep and getting deeper all the time. He scooped her up and spun her around, kissing her hard.

“Let’s swim.”

“I’ll go change.”

“Let’s do it my way.” He put her down and turned his back to her, bending at the knees. “Hop on.”

Jenny put her hands on his shoulders, and he lifted her onto him piggyback style. As he walked them across the lawn, she kissed and nibbled his neck.

“I’m going to drop you if you keep that up.”

“You won’t drop me,” she said confidently.

“No, I won’t.”

They reached the beach, and he put her down. Before she knew what hit her, they were on the sand, wrapped up in each other and kissing with heated desperation. The frenzy of their embrace knocked every thought from her mind that didn’t involve the sweep of his tongue in her mouth and the press of his rigid cock against her belly.

“I thought I was going nuts waiting for you to text me,” he whispered as he kissed his way to the upper slope of her breasts, tugging her tank top down as he went. “All I have to do is think about you, and I’m hard as a fucking rock.”

Fueled by the desperation she heard in his voice, she reached down to cup him and discovered he was, in fact, hard as a rock. His groan seemed to come from the deepest part of him, making his chest rumble against hers.

“I thought you wanted to swim,” she said.

“I do, but that’s not all I want.” He started pulling at her clothes, making her laugh at his fumbling attempts to get her naked.

“Quit laughing at me and help.”

“Why? It’s fun to laugh at you.”

Working together, they stripped each other of denim and cotton and lace. When they were naked, he moved fast, hauling her over his shoulder and running for the water as she screamed with laughter.

“This is what you get for laughing at me.”

“Alex! Don’t!”

But of course he did, and when she came up for air, she blew a mouthful of water in his face.

“A declaration of war.” He dunked her again, and she came up sputtering. Then he dove under and grabbed her ankles, pulling her feet out from under her.