I was awash in a sea of sensation, building toward a climax. His hands were on my ass, pulling me into him. I stopped when it looked like he was hurti...g, but he would pull me in again.I was on the edge of orgasm when I was finally into him, my pubic hair crushed against his groin. Our eyes met again. His expression was one of vulnerability and need. I moved down to his body and his face and for the first time we kissed, our mouths as needy as our bodies. The sensation went straight to my penis,. And, then he looked towards her and began to sing: Allie was just mesmerized. His voice was smooth and soothing. She had closed her eyes and just gotten lost in it. Music had always been an outlet for her, a release. She could blast her stereo and let all the tension drain away, but as soothing as his voice was, Nic had caused a world full or sexual tension for her, and she was fighting to keep control, unconsciously gripping the piano bench so tight that her knuckles were turning white. She. And I’ll get away with it. You wanna know why? Because you’re here after being denied access, after the NSA ran your photo through their database and found out you’re a dirty man. You’re here to kill a member of congress, and I’m here to keep that from happening, with the government’s blessing. You wanna try me? Go for it. It’s your funeral.’ Just then, a beach ball came bouncing up from the beach, past the brick wall that offered us a modicum of privacy, and stopped in the sand. The world spun. ” “I do try.” She pulled me in for a hug and looked concerned when she stepped back. “Are you okay? I saw you dancing with Lia and then after you guys looked pretty, um, close. I just don’t want you to get hurt,” she added. “I’m not butting in, you know that.” “I know.” I patted her shoulder. “It’s not like that. We’re just going to hang out for a bit and catch up.” And have sex hot enough to set fire to the mattress, but Gina didn’t need to hear that. “Thanks for worrying, though, Mom.” Gina.