“It feels nice, doesn’t it?”

I nodded. “Yeah, the water is refreshing.”

“Yeah, it is.” He reached over and touched my face for a second. “Sorry, I was wiping away some water. You had some on your face.”

“I’m in the ocean,” I replied stupidly and we both laughed.

“So how does it feel?” He floated on his back.

“It’s different.” I decided to be brave and float on my back as well. I felt my breasts bobbing at the top of the water. It felt weird and different, but also kind of nice. I felt like I was one with nature.

“The stars are really bright tonight.” He continued with his small talk and I realized that he was nervous as well.

“I wonder if we’ll see a shooting star.”

“What would you wish for if you saw one?” he asked as we both stared up into the night sky.

“Nothing,” I answered softly. “I wouldn’t wish for anything. What about you?”

“Nothing either,” he said. “This moment is pretty much perfect. I don’t think I could wish for anything more perfect than this.”

“Me either,” I whispered back. I felt as if my heart were going to burst out of my chest. And then I felt his hands around my waist as he pulled me to him. I wasn’t afraid or scared as I felt my breasts crush across his chest.

“Hey.” He smiled down at me. There was a look of intensity in his eyes as he searched mine.

“Hey again.” I felt his hands gripping my back, and instinctively I wrapped my legs around his waist.

“You’re wearing panties.” He laughed and I looked up at him curiously.

“How did you know?”

“Because if you weren’t, we’d be making love right now.” He winked at me and pushed my butt forward. I gasped as I felt something hard between my legs.

“Oh.” I blushed, glad that the night sky was hiding my embarrassment and lust.

“Maybe you shouldn’t keep your legs like that,” he groaned into my ear and I looked at him again.

“Why?”

“Because your panties might not remain on for long.”

“Oh.” I laughed nervously, wishing that I’d taken them off before I’d gone into the ocean.

“How many boys have you been with, Riley?”

“None.” I bit my lower lip as I waited to see how he was going to react. “Hopefully that will change tonight.”

“Are you sure you want me to be the one?” He struggled with the words, and I nodded my response. “We don’t have to do this.”

“I want you to be the one.” I looked into his eyes. “I like you.”

He grinned at me. “I like you too.”

“You were my first kiss and I want you to be my first, you know...lover.”

“I don’t want to do this if you aren’t ready.”

“I want it to be special,” I whispered. A part of me was screaming at me that this wasn’t special. It wasn’t special or right—not when he had a girlfriend—but I ignored the voice.

“I want to be your first,” he groaned. “Maybe I shouldn’t admit that. Right? I don’t know. You’re all I think about, Riley. You’re so special to me. I wish that—”

“Sshh.” I leaned forward and kissed him. The water was starting to feel colder, so I pressed into him harder.

He leaned back and looked into my eyes. “I think I might love you, Riley.”

“I think I might love you too, Hudson.” I laughed, happy but still feeling like what I was doing was wrong.

“I want our first time to be special.”

“This is special.” I pushed away from him and pulled my panties off. I held them in my hands and he watched as I threw them into the ocean. “This is what I want.”

“Oh, Riley.” His fingers reached out and caressed my breasts.

I sighed as his fingers played with my nipples. It felt nice, and a warm feeling spread throughout my body. I’d never felt like this before, and I wasn’t accustomed to this strange but welcome feeling.

I reached out and touched his chest. It felt cold and hard and wonderful. I ran my fingers over his nipples, and he gasped as I pinched them. I looked up at him in amazement and he laughed.

“What’s so funny?” I mumbled and leaned forward to kiss his chest.

“Nothing.” He cupped my breasts and then I felt his hands moving to my butt. “You’re just wonderful.” His fingers ran over my ass and squeezed gently. “I want to kiss your breasts,” he whispered in my ear, and I swallowed hard.

“Oh yeah?”

“Let’s go to the shore.” He grabbed my hand and we swam together as one until it became too difficult, and then swam separately.

Hudson made it to the sand before I did, and he pulled me out of the water as I caught up with him. He picked me up and carried me to our clothes and his bag. He set me down gently, pulled out a towel, and wrapped it around me, drying my body.

“What are you doing?” I stood still as he rubbed me down.

“I don’t want you catching a cold because you’re cold and wet,” he answered seriously, and he paused before he started rubbing between my legs. We both froze as he dried my thighs and then my breasts.

“My turn now.” I gave him a small smile. “Do you have another towel?”

“I want you to use this one,” he said to me slowly and pulled it off my body.

I took it into my hands and tried to stop myself from feeling self-conscious as I stood there naked. I held the towel gingerly and started rubbing his chest down. The water drops clung to his chest hair, and I watched them carefully as if my job of drying him were the most important job in the world. And then I moved the towel farther down his body and paused. I heard Hudson’s sharp intake of breath as my fingers slowly touched his hardness.

I stared at him in amazement. This was the first time I’d seen a naked man’s body and held a man’s penis in my hands. It felt strange and weird and wonderful. I wasn’t sure if he expected me to drop to my knees and take him into my mouth, but I knew I couldn’t just do that, even though I was really curious to find out what it tasted like. I wanted to spend the whole night exploring and getting to know his beautiful body.

“You’re gorgeous.” His voice sounded raspy as he looked at me.

“You’re just saying that.”

“No. No I’m not.” He shook his head and pulled my hand away from his hardness. Reaching down to the bag, he pulled out a blanket. He shook it out and we arranged it so that it was flat on the sand. “Come.” He grabbed my hand and pulled me down onto the blanket with him.

We stared at each other for a few moments before he leaned forward and took one of my nipples in his mouth. My body trembled as his hot breath heated my cold body to its core. It felt strange to feel his teeth on my nipple. He sucked on one breast gently while his fingers played with the other one, and I groaned as I felt an odd wetness filling up between my legs. It felt so erotic and naughty and like nothing I’d ever felt before. Hudson looked up at me with dark eyes before switching his mouth to the other breast. I screamed slightly as his sank his teeth harder down on my other nipple.

He stopped biting and looked at me in concern. “Am I hurting you?”

“No,” I whispered and shook my head.

I used that opportunity to explore his chest with my hands. I ran my fingernails along his nipples and smiled when I heard him gasp. I was about to lean forward and suck on his nipples when he pushed me flat on my back.

“Has a guy ever gone down on you before?” He looked down at me with passion filled eyes, and I shook my head. “Good.” He grinned and kissed me hard on the lips before kissing down my body.

I lay flat on my back wondering what he was going to do. I’d heard about men going down on women, but I didn’t really understand why. What was great about that? I felt embarrassed that he was going to be putting his face there, in my private spot.

“Relax, Riley.” His voice was hoarse as he reached my stomach. I felt his fingers trying to spread my legs apart, but I kept them closed. “It’s okay, Riley. Open your legs,” he whispered and slipped a finger between my thighs.