Summary: There were two loves he’d never give up in his lifetime: one was his passion for the sport and the other was…her. They were the center of his existence and what he viewed as a ‘surfer’s paradise.’ *Visual*
Contains: Alternate Universe, General, Romance
Waves crash down
6:am
Morning mist
Hot sun burning
White boards rising
From the sand
Camp stove coffee
Smelling good
Fuel for the engine
Rhythm of the surf
Drums of the sea
One by one
Into the ocean
throwing our bodies into
the liquid of life…
The rising sun illuminating the sky with its glow, the salty sea breeze and the monster waves, always brought him to this very spot on the beach.
It was his getaway, his home, his…life.
He lived for the ocean. Sometimes he even felt like he should have been a water creature as opposed to a land creature as he liked to call it.
This was his serenity; this was his tranquility.
He always woke up at about 5am every morning. He’d do his regular exercise and fruit intake routine before he’d jog out of his beach house with his surf board at his side when it was about 6.am.
He’d walk down the beach to his favorite spot covered by two towering coconut trees and he’d just sit for a while.
He’d sit, quietly, thoughtfully, letting a placid feeling take over and gaze out at the ocean, the crisp untouched waves crashing unto the white sandy shore. He loved the feeling of the sand between his toes. He also loved the feeling of the cold air on his naked skin.
Sighing with content, he knew today wasn’t any different. Today was like any other day where he’d watch the sunrise before he’d get up and grab his board, running into the ocean, risking his life, optimistic he’d live to see another day yet unsure if he’d walk out of the water unscarred. But, he loved every minute of it. He craved the adrenaline rush when a wave would slowly build and he’d paddle in or out to catch it with the tide, jumping up on his board at the opportune time to ride that ‘baby’ for all it was worth.
Ah yes, this was the life.
This life, in his eyes, was perfect.
It defined him.
It suited his laid back personality.
It just, suited him.
He lived for the water, for the thrill and love of the sport.
This was his destiny, his calling: a professional surfer – among other things – but it was at the top of his list.
This was his paradise.
****
After a good workout session with the ocean, Justin jogged unto the shore knowing that he claimed the sea today, taming her like she was his wild counterpart. It was a good morning for him since he was only slightly whip lashed but still alive and breathing. Shaking the excess water off his body, he walked further up the beach, noticing a few lingering bodies around. It was a private beach that was off limits, so, Justin actually knew the familiar faces. They were his neighbors from the other beach houses in the area.
They were what Justin liked to call a ‘close-knit surfing community.’
He knew he’d have to get ready for work soon, but now, now he just loved the aftermath of every great ride he had out there…
Gripping his board tightly, he waved to a few of his neighbors before he jogged up the beach to his home.
“Another ridiculously boring day at the surf shop…I wish there was some way to get out of it.” he mumbled to himself, noticing the outlining of his white beach house in the distance.
Justin was actually a professional surfer out here in Hawaii where he took part in various competitions for the sport. He often traveled the world and his face graced many surfing and sports magazines. However, being home to satisfy his constant sea cravings and managing one of the many surf shops he owned around the world was his niche. He loved the simple things in life, more than any amount of money his sponsors would usually dish out to get him to do public appearances, events and anything that would put his face on the map. Still, he wouldn’t change his life for anything or anyone.
Well, that was sort of a lie…
There was one person he’d drop everything for if he had to in a heartbeat but, he knew it would never come to that…
Still it would all be worthless and pointless if she wasn’t a constant in his life…
Finally making it to his white beach house, Justin couldn’t help the massive smile that graced his features. Jogging up the side steps to the overlooking balcony, he rested his board down against the wall before he pushed the sliding glass doors open to his home. Shaking off the excess sand on his feet, his head snapped up when he heard a loud crash coming from the kitchen area followed by a slew of curse words.
Chortling lightly, he shut the door behind him and quickly ambled into the kitchen to see what the commotion was about.
Briskly walking through his spacious living room, he rounded the corner and stopped when the kitchen came into view.
Arching a brow, he crossed his arms over his bare chest and leaned against the wall as his white swimming trunks hung low around his slender waist. Bending his head forward a bit, he took in the scene in front of him slowly licking his lips in the process.
There stood his girlfriend for the past four years fiddling with his new blender that he bought recently to make his daily protein and fruit shakes.
Justin couldn’t help but remember how he met her the same way, in his surf shop, fiddling with the surfboards he had on display. She was trying to figure out the difference in them and why people took so much time picking out the perfect board. He thought she was a sight to behold but, couldn’t help the laugh that escaped his lips at how lost she was.
Now, four years later, she was the same intriguing woman he fell in love with. But god, she was hopelessly lost sometimes…
Trying to suppress his laugher since she was yet to notice his presence, Justin allowed his eyes to roam over her tanned, toned legs up to her cute, round, firm ass that was poking out through a pair of red panties. She was standing there in just one of his white wife beaters and her underwear. Her breasts were round, perky and poking out through the thin material of her clothes. Feeling his sleeping member stirring in his swimming trunks just by the sight of her, Justin gripped his crotch swallowing the groan that was threatening to spill from his lips.
Clearing his throat loudly, she jumped in fright whipping around to face him.
His blues connected to a pair of greens as they danced with curiosity as to how long he’d been standing there.
“Need some help?” Justin smiled widely.
Sighing, she returned to her task at hand fiddling with the contraption as a light frown adorned her smooth olive face. “How the hell do you work this damn thing?” she asked.
Walking into the kitchen, Justin moved up behind her until he was almost pressed against her back. Her breath hitched in her throat at his close proximity.
Circling his arms around her body, Justin gripped the blender plugging it into the power socket before he hit the power switch that was hidden underneath the device. Hearing her release a loud groan at how simple that was he couldn’t help but laugh this time.
“How…why the hell would they hide the power button there?” She snapped, clearly irritated that her efforts were in vain.
“Baby, don’t worry about it. What were you doing anyway?” Justin inquired knowingly, the smell of her peach shampoo filling his nostrils.
Flipping around to face him she smiled shyly. “I was trying to make you one of your shakes since I knew you’d be in soon. How were the waves today?”
Chortling, he shook his head in amusement. “They worked me babe and had me screaming their name and shit. I’m so sore, bruised and battered. I don’t know, I think they might be giving you competition.” Justin mused giving her a wink when she shot him a look.
“Oh yeah? Well they didn’t do such a great job hotshot…” She retorted, rubbing her thighs in between his legs and grazing his growing arousal since he was still sandwiching her between him and the counter.
Hissing, Justin instantly backed away, creating space between them as she passed her hands through her long brown locks just eyeing him knowingly.
“Lisaaaa…” Justin whined, his eyes widening when she smiled seductively at him.
“What?” She replied innocently.
“Don’t start what you can’t finish.” He warned, raising a finger in the air as Lisa allowed her eyes to roam over his lean, hard physic.
To her, he was an immensely gorgeous man. His body was insanely defined and shaped to perfection from his tight muscular arms, rock hard abs to his sexy muscular legs. He had a surfer’s body – tall, slim, athletic and flexible. Plus, his strength, stamina and endurance weren’t just good for his profession but also in the bedroom since he could last for hours. He was a surfer and a swimmer. Making love to him was like heaven to her.
Lisa could feel between her legs getting hot just staring at him and thinking about that small notion.
Smirking, Justin folded his arms across his chest eyeing her closely when she didn’t respond. She was openly sizing him up and he couldn’t help the light sigh that escaped from his lips. He knew what she was thinking. They were thinking the exact same thing.
“Not now Lisa. I have to be at the shop in a few.” He stated firmly, noting how her face fell.
“But…”
“Not now baby.” He cut her off, straightening his posture before he walked up to her and placed a light kiss on her lips. He swiftly exited the kitchen soon after, leaving her dumbfounded.
Sometimes, Lisa really thought Justin took his career a little too seriously. It could be really frustrating especially at times like these when she was just craving for him to do any and everything he wanted to her sexually but all he could think about was surfing and his shop. She loved him. She really did. And, she respected his passion for what he did but god! Why couldn’t he just lighten up every once in a while? He was so stiff and sometimes boring really. He spent most of his free time out on the beach and in the ocean for hours on end. Sometimes it would be dark out before he came in. It was like he lived, ate, slept and breathed the sea. She was a little terrified if there ever came a day where he’d have to move away from his home and live in a city like New York which he called ‘a concrete jungle.’ Lisa didn’t think he’d survive it. He’d be like a fish out of water, but damn it! She wanted him so bad right now and just…
“Ugh!” Screaming out in frustration, she tied her hair up into a messy bun and moved around the kitchen gathering some fruits to make his shake. He’d definitely come back for it. That was a given.
Or, maybe he didn’t have to.
Maybe she could…bring it to him.
A smile twitched into the corners of her mouth at that thought. For the first time in a long time, she was going to go against his wishes. She was going to take what she wanted this time. Usually, she’d let him do his thing no questions asked, but shit she was horny and didn’t feel like waiting for him to be back home from work later to fix her situation. No, she wanted him and it now and she’d be damned if she didn’t get it.
****
Easily stepping out of his swimming trunks, Justin quickly stepped into the shower knowing he was running short on time before he had to head down to his business to open up.
Turning the shower dial, he stepped under the freezing water, jumping a few times to shake the chill from his body. After seeing Lisa standing in the kitchen looking irresistible as always he needed this more than anything.
Shutting his eyes tightly, he inhaled deeply as thoughts of her standing there in that cute little red underwear wearing his wife beater flooded his mind.
“Shit…” He muttered, feeling his self instantly getting turned on with the thought of her curvy frame and perky breasts. He was so stupid. He should have just taken her right there, but, he had a responsibility to his customers. Plus, his sponsors were always keeping tabs on what he was doing. He didn’t think it would be wise to slack but shit…he wanted her.
“I’m so stupid…” Justin muttered quickly gripping his growing arousal with his hand. Hissing, he closed his eyes as waves of pleasure rippled through his body from the contact.
Contracting his muscles, he forcefully pulled his hand away, trying to get his mind out of the gutter.
Lisa was maybe still in the kitchen preparing his shake like she usually does every single morning without fail.
He knew she was upset but she always just let it slide.
Sighing, Justin quickly grabbed his soap lathering up his naked figure in an attempt to forget about the fact that he was hard, throbbing and sexually frustrated.
The quicker he could get out of the shower, the quicker he could end this torture he was putting himself through.
Unfortunately for him, fate had other plans because in the middle of him rinsing the suds off his body and out of his eyes, a pair of feminine arms wrapped around his waist from behind.
Gasping in fright, he froze solid under the embrace shuddering when her palms flattened on his torso and started inching their way up to his shoulder blades.
“Lisa-Marie…” Justin sighed out her full name for emphasis, groaning when she pushed into him. Her breasts rested snuggly against his broad back and he just knew she was in there down to her birthday suit like him.
“I figured I’d join you today.” She cooed, still skimming her hands over his chest as she placed delicate kisses on his back.
Inhaling sharply, Justin wiped the water out of his eyes before he gripped her hands when they started to roam south.
Flipping around to face her, he opened his mouth to say something but his voice faded off into a deep moan when he took in her naked, dripping form.
“god Lisa.” He growled, locking eyes with the smiling brunette. “What are you trying to do to me?” Justin inquired but, he couldn’t help the smile that slowly etched into his features. She was beautiful and so tempting that he knew he was done for. There was no way he would allow her to walk through those sliding glass doors of their shower untouched.
“I brought your fruit shake for you.” She shrugged, bowing her head and staring at her pink painted toenails as she began to sway.
Arching a brow, Justin closed the gap between them still eyeing her strangely. “And where might this invisible shake be?” He smirked.
“In the room, on the dresser.” She lifted her head to gaze into his curious blues. “I just thought…”
“You’d seduce me first?” Justin interrupted with a chuckle.
“Well…maybe?” Lisa grinned as her eyes roamed over his naked, wet frame. Biting her bottom lip softly, her vision traveled south until it landed on his obvious erection, standing at attention. God, she loved his size – his thick, long, slightly curved hotness. He was like her personal ‘Greek god’. She kept her gaze, fixated on how cute she thought it looked as water droplets fell from the head and its length with each move Justin made. She could feel the moistness between her legs increase and she knew it had nothing to do with the fact that she was drenched from head to toe since they were under the pouring water in the shower. However, it had everything to do with the sight of him.
“Hello, I’m up here.” Justin waved his hands in front of Lisa’s face as his thoughts were rapidly clouding over. His first instinct was to shove her up against the shower wall but the way she looked right now, all shy and vulnerable, was too good to pass up. He still always loved the fact that she’d shameless dissect him with her stare. He relished in how she’d openly show him how much he turned her on and how she appreciated his hard work of sculpting his body into the perfect surfing specimen.
“Do you need help with that?” Lisa whispered, her gaze never once leaving Justin’s most private area.
Scratching his chest lightly and casting his vision south to his painful issue he just scoffed. “No…”
“You’re lying Justin. I mean the evidence is poking right out at me. Why don’t you let me just…” When Lisa reached out to touch him he slapped her hands away.
“Don’t Lisa.” Sighing, he passed his hands through his short curls. “The shop is…”
But, his words were cut short when Lisa easily gripped his shaft, ignoring his protests as her hands smoothed up and down his length skillfully.
“Shit, baby I…” Justin panted, losing his trend of thought.
“We’ll be quick.”
Right, like that was even possible. Justin knew how long he could last and there was no way if he began anything sexual with her he’d be able to be quick about it. “I don’t have a choice do I?” he insinuated as his breathing became labored when Lisa sped up her pace, pumping him and loving the feeling of how he throbbed in her palms.
“Nope…” Was the only reply he was met with before he released a frustrated growl when she slowed down significantly, teasing him and daring him to do something about it by her challenging stare.
“Well then, I guess we’ll really have to be quick.” He snapped, gripping her hands and ripping them away from his shaft before he backed her up to the wall.
In a way, he didn’t give a shit anymore. Fuck the shop for the time. His girlfriend was right there in front of him in desperate need for some attention and damn it, it wasn’t like he didn’t need her too.
“Justin!” Lisa gasped in shock when his hand dove down to her heated center instantly finding her clit. He rubbed against it gently, circling his fingertips over the bud as he stared intently at her contorted expression. “Oh my god…” She choked out, parting her legs slightly to give him better access.
“You want a release don’t you?” he questioned with an evil glimmer in his eyes.
Shaking her head ‘yes’, Lisa latched unto his shoulders for support as he moved closer to her.
“And you want me to be quick about it because I have work soon?” He inquired again, sucking his bottom lip between his teeth as the soft moans that escaped through her lips sent shivers through his body.
When she breathed out a strained ‘yes’, Justin smiled triumphantly slowing his movements on her clit before his hand completely pulled away.
Stepping towards her, he leaned forward placing his lips to her right ear. “Good, because I want those things too…” he whispered in a raspy tone before he kissed her earlobe, feeling her quiver slightly.
“Shit Justin…” Lisa panted, fully turned on and filled with excitement at his sudden rough and aggressive behavior.
In one swift motion, Justin wrapped his hands at the back of her thighs effortlessly hoisting her up and wrapping her legs around his slender waist. Walking towards the shower head, he switched the temperature to warm before he pushed them against the beige tiled shower wall.
Gazing into Lisa’s green orbs lovingly, he leaned down and placed a soft kiss on her lips as he snaked his hands through her dripping hair. “I love you beautiful, and I’m sorry for neglecting you…” Justin’s tone was soft and apologetic and any problem Lisa had with him because of his dismissive behavior was soon forgotten. He always knew how to push her buttons and turn her dials but still, he always made up for his shortcomings and she loved that more than anything about him.
“It’s ok handsome, I love you too and you’re making up for it now.” She grinned, capturing his lips with her own as she placed her palms on either side of his face, pulling him against her. Their tongues danced together in a passion filled kiss as the heat rose in both their bodies from anticipation.
Smiling into the kiss, Justin gripped her waist tightly as Lisa’s legs clasped at his back, her heels grazing over the top of his butt.
“You ready for me sugar?” Justin exhaled against her lips, bending his knees slightly and planting his feet firmly on the shower floor.
“Uh huh…” Lisa muttered, shutting her eyes tightly when Justin cupped one of her breast in his hand – tweaking and flicking her nipple with his fingers until it hardened. He did the same to the other one before he replaced his fingers with his mouth, creating suction on her breast.
Hearing her let out a whimper was like music to Justin’s ears. Pulling away from her scorching flesh, he easily used one of his free hands to smooth over his pulsing member before he placed the tip of the head at her entrance, gliding it over her folds and feeling her wet slickness.
When Lisa expelled a loud moan and arched her back off the wall, Justin took that as his cue to slide his way in. Gripping her waist tightly, he moved her down on him, his jaw slightly dropping as he sucked in air through his teeth trying to hold down his own moan that was rising in his throat.
Keeping his gaze on her smooth olive-toned face, Justin inched all of his length into her depths feeling her walls contract and relax around him as the muscles in his arms and legs flexed from the pleasure that surged through his body when they connected as one.
“god Justin…” Lisa moaned, passing her hands through his drenched curls and tugging him down into another kiss.
“Shit baby…” he hissed, setting his pace as their hips grinded together. Keeping a firm grip around her waist, he lifted her off his dick then pulled her back down again feeling the air leave his lungs at how good she felt around him. She was so tight, so wet and so fucking sweet Justin honestly felt like he was having a sugar rush as pathetic as it sounded…
Keeping a steady pace, he kept slamming into Lisa’s hot center watching as she heaved, trying to keep up with his rhythm too dazed to even say anything except spit out profanities under her breath and scream out his name every time he’d hit her spot.
Smiling victoriously, Justin touched her cheek with the back of his hand smirking when her greens instantly connected to his blues.
“You said…quick right?” Justin grunted – his thrusts suddenly increasing with speed, power and intensity.
Shaking her head slowly, Lisa tightened her hold around his neck hanging on for dear life. Shit, he felt perfect to her. He always stretched her out and worked her to amazing heights. Four years later and he still filled her up just right knowing exactly what to do to set her over the edge.
“O…ok…because if we continue like this, I’m going to hold out…fuck….” He drifted, still moving inside of her. “I-I’m going to…” Swallowing hard, he fought to finish his sentence before he lost his thinking patterns again. “Hold out for as long as I can…so we need to switch positions.” He groaned, his smooth features showing signs of a light frown.
Wrapping his arms around the base of her back, Justin pushed him and Lisa off the wall standing under the water for a few seconds before he began his decent.
“Justin what…”
“Shhh…” He silenced her, fighting the gnawing urge he had to fuck the shit out of her, simply over the fact that he was buried deep inside of her and her slippery walls kept constricting around him.
Making sure Lisa was secured in his hold, one of his hands rested on the shower wall, until he was completely sitting down on the floor with her straddling his waist and a quizzical look on her face.
“Baby…”
“Ride me.” he ordered.
“What?” Lisa’s eyes widened at his harshness.
“Have me any way you want it Lish, I’m yours.” He cooed, bringing his knees up a bit to get more comfortable as she was still looking at him like he was crazy.
“Justin what’s…”
“Just do it!” he snapped, gripping her hips and pulling her up before he forced her down, eliciting a deep guttural moan from her. Thank god they were in their own shower which Lisa constantly kept clean because she had an obsession with cleanliness. Justin knew there was no way any other shower floor would ever have the pleasure of him gracing it with his bare ass….
“Oh my god…” Lisa screamed, her breasts bobbing up and down as the warm water from the faucet coated their naked frames giving them a whole new sensation.
“Come on babe. Help me out here…” Justin choked out, feeling his dick twitch inside of her with each powerful thrust he made. He was close. He could feel it. Whenever she was on top he could hardly ever hold out for long. Just looking at her sexy self and the way she’d bite her lip in concentration was enough to set him off. “Babyyy…” He whined, planting his feet on the floor to push up against her when she didn’t budge, making him do all the work.
“Help me out…ride me girl…” he whispered, coaxing her by finding her clit and rubbing it vigorously.
That was all it took before Lisa braced his shoulders and began moving her self up and down on his length as well as in circular motions. “Justin you’re crazy…” She finally found her voice since she was so caught up with the feeling of how deep he was inside of her.
“You love me like that.” He hissed, throwing his head back against the wall as Lisa sped up her pace, bobbing up and down – bouncing on top of him wildly. “Shit…”
“You like that hotshot?” Lisa cooed, resting her palms flat on his chest to give her better leverage.
“Don’t get smart.” he warned, his eyes roaming her form before his blues connected to her greens. Giving her a sly smile, he leaned forward and sucked her bottom lip into his mouth as she continued to work them both to their peek of explosion. “That’s it baby, just like that…show me you’re better at working me than those waves…” Justin groaned – his tone low and gruff.
Smirking at him, Lisa’s breath suddenly hitched when she felt the faint tingling sensations of her orgasm building. “Oh shit…”
Dropping her head on Justin’s shoulders, he circled his arms around her waist holding her down when she squirmed and tried to get off of him.
“What the fuck are you doing woman?” He asked incredulously, not allowing Lisa any escape.
“Not yet…I don’t want to cum yet. I want this to…last…” She breathed, placing light kisses on his neck as he buried his head in her hair inhaling her sent of peaches.
“Oh no…you said quick…so we’re making this…quick.” He spat, grabbing her hips to lift her up slightly so he could find his stance. When his feet had a solid grip on the floor with no inclination of slipping, Justin abruptly slammed into Lisa hearing her gasp against his skin as she kept her support on his shoulders.
“That’s it, don’t fight it baby…” Justin probed, feeling her walls contract around his pulsing shaft as her orgasm quickly approached.
“Oh…Oh my…god!” She cried out licking and sucking the flesh of Justin’s neck mindlessly as her nails dug into the skin of his shoulder blades.
“Goddamn Lish.” Justin growled – now pounding, thrusting into her recklessly – desperate for their release as he held her in place. “Almost there…”
“No…there…now!” Lisa bellowed – her body jerking violently when she felt a tidal wave of pleasure washing over her, setting her insides on fire. “Shit!” She gasped, as she began twisting and shaking in Justin’s hold, her walls gripping him, choking him and sending him over the edge as well. It wasn’t long before he shoot his thick, warm, sticky substance inside of her completely letting go.
“Fuck!” Justin panted, shutting his eyes – still thrusting deep within her, determined to ride out his wave of pleasurable bliss like he’d done so many times in the past with her and with his surfboard out in the ocean…
Breathing hard, both Justin and Lisa slowed their movements until they came to a complete halt.
Now growing limp, Justin took a moment to regain his composure, listening to the rhythmic flow of his rapid heartbeat and the cooling water beating on their bodies. “Damn baby…damn…” Justin whispered, pulling Lisa’s head back to get a good look at her.
She had a lazy, satisfied smile on her face before she leaned in and kissed his lips gently.
Moaning into the kiss, Justin held her hips and lifted her off, sliding out of her. Breaking their kiss, he pushed her off so he could stand then gripped her hands to help her up.
He instantly pulled her into his embrace and under the deluges of water with him.
“So, I’m thinking about skipping work today.” Justin finally voiced causing Lisa’s head to snap up at him.
“What? But you said…”
“I know what I said but well, I think you’re the only person who can break me down and say ‘fuck it’ to my biggest responsibilities. That can’t be good.” Justin admitted with a shrug. “Besides, I can’t survive a day in that shop after what just happened. My mind would be completely spaced. I’d be too anxious to get back here at the end of the day, so, why go through that torture?” Justin mused, watching as Lisa giggled and shook her head disbelievingly.
“You’re something else Justin.” She wisecracked and he furrowed his brows at her.
“Hey, this is the first time you’ve attacked me in the shower before work. Can you really blame me? You usually wait till I get home.” He whined.
“Well, today, I couldn’t wait.” Lisa admitted.
“Thank you misses obvious!” Justin laughed, turning the shower handle to shut off the water. “Come on, let’s get out. It’s getting cold and I’m dying to see this invisible fruit shake you brought up here.” he mused. “I mean really, that was the poorest excuse…”
“Hey!” Lisa smacked his arm playfully as he led her out of the shower before he grabbed a towel from the shelf and handed it to her. Taking one for his self, he shook out the excess water from his body, wrapping the cotton material around his waist.
“So what kind of fruit shake did you make?” Justin asked, leading Lisa out of the bathroom and into their shared bedroom.
“It’s a berry blend.” She spoke with pride, smirking when Justin stopped abruptly in the middle of the room at the sight of the drink sitting on the dresser.
“You weren’t kidding.” He spoke calmly.
“I told you!” she beamed, moving around him to grab the tall glass of red fruity goodness. “It’s really good too.” She smiled, taking a sip of the cool substance.
“Humph. You need to get back in that kitchen and make me an energy shake instead…” Justin scoffed, folding his arms across his damp, bare chest.
“What?” Lisa interrupted him.
“Well, I’m going to need it! Especially if I’m spending the entire day at home with you, roughing the waves and bracing that wild ocean I like to call my ‘valley of paradise’.” He replied with a straight face even though he was stifling his chuckles when Lisa’s face contorted into a frown.
“Ugh! Justin! You can’t seriously be thinking of spending your time on the beach surfing today. Is that why you’re taking the day off?” Lisa spat – her irritation evident in her voice. “Because I thought…” But, she trailed off feeling a bit confused by Justin’s reaction.
Laughing heartily, Justin shook his head ‘no’. “Who said anything about surfing?” He joked, giving her a knowing glare.
It took a few seconds before Lisa picked up on what he meant. Mouthing an ‘oh’, she smiled sheepishly.
“Now come on, get over here and give your man what he wants.” Justin demanded in a husky voice, causing shivers and a tingling sensation to shoot through Lisa’s core.
“You’re so bad.” Lisa cooed, resting the drink down and ambling toward him.
“Hmm, with good reason…but first, my shake….” Justin replied, kissing her quickly on the lips before he gripped her arms, pulling her out of the room and towards the kitchen with them both in their towels.
“Ha-ha, ok I think you’re an addict.” Lisa giggled, allowing him to drag her into the kitchen as he searched for the blender.
Whipping around to face her, he shot her a look. “Only to you babe. Only to you. So, what do you say about a quick appetizer from the menu since where in here?” Justin whispered, sandwiching Lisa between him and the counter like he did earlier when he came in from the beach.
“But you’re sh…”
“We’ll make it after. I’m hungry now…not thirty.” Justin growled in her ears before his hands searched for where her towel was tied against her body, easily pulling it apart and letting it fall to a heap on the floor. Lisa just remained quiet, studying him intently and anticipating his next move. God she loved this…
This was definitely paradise to Justin. He had everything he held close to his heart and loved dearly, all in the same place.
Staring long and hard at Lisa, Justin fought back his laughter with the next statement he was about to divulge just for the heck of it.
“So tell me beautiful, do you have any requests from the menu or would you like today’s special?”
**
Souls set free
Astride our hearts
Twisting and turning
Propelled by ocean
Into the white light of peace
Exhilaration
Fear the only obstacle
Adrenaline the reward
Sweat is our offering
Baptized in the waters of
Our creator
Cleansed of our sins
Given strength
To carry our message of
An infinite calm
A silence within
As day begins
The sound of the surf
Dawn of the drums…
*The End*
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Poem: Sound of the Surf by Ralph Alfonso
