Bruce grins at me.
“You didn’t want to be doing this all the way until you’re seventy?”
I laugh.
“Like anyone would buy my panties if I were seventy years old. Eew! Can you imagine it?”
He laughs. “There is such a thing as granny porn you know,” he chuckles. “But no, seriously sweetheart, I get it. You want to move on. We’ll think of something, don’t worry.”
I nod happily before shivering in the cold water.
“Come on.” He coaxes me further into the ocean, holding my hands. “I just want to cool off a little bit.”
I’m not much of a swimmer, but nonetheless, I follow his lead. Soon, we’re chest deep in the surf, and the waves keep bobbing around my boobs, making them bounce on the water’s surface.
I catch Bruce staring right at them. “Was this your plan all along?” I ask, raising an eyebrow.
“Maybe.” He grins before taking me into his arms.
I jump up, wrapping my legs around his waist and locking my ankles behind his back. “Now you’re stuck carrying me. Ha ha.”
“I don’t mind,” he says with a kiss.
As always, his touch melts me to the very core. Our lips lock together like a couple of magnets. I run my fingers through his hair, pulling on it slightly so that he can’t move away from me.
Bruce is addictive. I’ve been hooked on him from the start, and no matter how much of him I get, I always want more.
Our kiss intensifies. I feel a burning in my heart as it beats faster than ever. The waves crash into us. A seagull flies overhead, squawking loudly.
He laughs. “What a way to kill the mood.”
“I know, how rude.” I shake my fist angrily at the white bird.
He kisses the top of my head. “You know, you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”
I blush deeply, my heart swelling at his words. It’s hard to believe that I can affect this man – a billionaire and CEO – as much as I do. When I first met him, I thought he owned the world, and honestly, he had everything he could ever want. Money. Luxury. Girls. Yet in the end, he chose me.
“You don’t believe me, do you?” he asks. “That you’re the best thing?”
I purse my lips.
“It’s just hard to wrap my head around it, you know?”
“Why? You’re beautiful, smart, and absolutely adorable when you blush.”
“Hey!”
He laughs and kisses my cheek. “See? Adorable.”
I punch his shoulder playfully before we fall into another kiss. We linger there, just enjoying the salt, sand and sun. Then, I rest my head on his shoulder, sighing happily.
“So, what is it you’d like to get into? If we’re going to leave Panty Time, do you have any ideas?” he asks, rubbing my back.
I pause.
“Hmm, maybe I could sell genuine Malibu beach sand in small jars to online buyers. You know, set up my own little trinket shop or something,” I joke.
“Yeah, but we need this sand, baby,” he points out. “How else will we walk hand in hand, toes in the wet turf, enjoying life if we sell it all off?”
“Hmm, you make a good point.” I pout for a moment. “And for the record, you’re much better than my fantasy with Matt Callahan. Trust me.”
“Oh, I know I am. You don’t have to tell me twice.” He grins, and I feel bad for bringing up Tom Benning, but I just wanted to make a point. Bruce is the only man for me, and no one else even comes close.
“Sorry for mentioning it. I know it’s kind of an unpleasant memory.”
He shakes his head. “No worries, it’s the past. You’re mine now.”
I nod. “I love you.”
“I know.” He kisses my forehead. “And I love you.”
Suddenly, he drops me into the water.
I sputter and flail. “Hey! What was that for?”
He chuckles. “Just wanted to see the expression on your face. I like it when you’re surprised.”
“Oh yeah?” I splash water at him. “Well, how do you like it?”
He grins, a devious look on his face, and suddenly we’re in an all-out water fight, splashing at one another while running through the waves. It feels nice to be so comfortable with someone that we can fool around like this.
Finally, he catches me, takes me into his arms, and spins me around until we both fall down, landing on the beach. “See? If the sand weren’t here, we would have been in trouble.”
I giggle. “You’re right.”
“So, how about we work on some ideas? If you’re ready to do something else, then I’m here to support you. You know that.”
“But what about you?” I ask, a little shy. “I mean, this company was yours too. We were in business together.”
He shrugs.
“I’ve got lots of business interests, baby girl. Whatever makes you happy makes me happy, so if we want to put this one to bed, it’s no big deal. We’ll find something together.”
