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Seduction

Lust

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"Why must summer be so damn hot?" I whined at Drew as his strong hands applied sunscreen to my back. "I mean, I can deal with it most of the time, but today? Not happening." I whinged, as Drew sighed and mumbled "No shit," under his breath. "And that attitude is not helping." I snapped at him as he sighed again, and took his hands from my back, lying down next to me and shutting his eyes.

"Hey." I said as I punched him. "If I burn, and am in pain for the next week, I'm blaming you." I yelled at him, but aside from flinching a little at the point of contact, he continued to ignore me. "And then you'll be stuck applying aloe vera on my back for a week, and nothing else." I continued, attempting to get a response from him, but he continued to breathe silently, his eyes shut tight. "And that means you won't be getting anything else." I whispered in his ear, sitting back waiting for the response that line would get.

None, apparently. Turning away from him, I crossed my arms over my chest and huffed, annoyed immensely by his attitude towards me. Closing my eyes, trying to control my anger, I felt his hands grab me, and felt his body fall softly on top of me before I could react to anything.

"Quit your moaning. Now you won't get burnt, will you?" He said, his tone half bored, half bordering on something more… something that he really shouldn't be feeling in the middle of a public beach at the end of a heatwave.

"I know that tone Drew Curtis." I told him as I glared up at him. "And I want you to know I'm having none of it. We're on the beach Drew." I cried, as he began to kiss my neck gently "With other people around. Even though I know how much you like me in my swimmers…" I said, as he growled "I like you out of them more."

Then, like a bolt of lightning, I'm hit with this amazing idea.

"Enough." I said, firmly pushing him off me as I scuttled away to avoid another assault. "Tonight." I said to him, keeping him at arms length. "Meet me here tonight, in that." I continued, gathering my things together to make a quick getaway. "Just, come prepared." I said, dropping a quick kiss on his confused lips as I began to walk away.

"Prepared for what?" I heard him yell faintly from behind me, his tone as mischievous as my own.

"Anything." I yelled back, blowing him a kiss as I walked away. Tonight was going to be something different, I thought, grinning to myself as I mentally made a list of everything I would need.

Later that night I marched down onto the beach (struggling a little under the weight of the backpack…) but I was a girl with a mission, and nothing was going to stop me, not even a bit of heavy lifting. Plonking myself down on a deserted stretch of beach far enough away from any prying eyes, I smiled gleefully as I pulled out the various items I'd thrown together for the wild night Drew and I were about to have.

Setting everything out in its place, only when I was finally satisfied did I allow myself time to sit down and enjoy the warm summer night we'd been blessed with. The breeze smelt of summer, of wishes and dreams of youth, of love and lust and everything in between. It caressed my skin gently, sending shivers down my spine. I closed my eyes and breathed in the scent that belonged to summer in all her glory, and I heard a movement behind me, and knew instantly it was him. No one else could possibly me feel all that in a moment, the feeling of his eyes staring at me, the feeling of my body willing his hands to touch me… his arms to hold me… his voice to whisper in my ear, sending chills down my spine.

I turned around to see him smiling down at me. It wasn't his fake smile, the one reserved for Dan and Leah. Nor was it the cheesy one he flashed girls to make their knees weak, their insides melt. This was the one that reached his eyes and dove into his soul, the smile he reserved for me. I smiled shyly back at him, ducking my head as our eyes locked, suddenly very nervous about what I'd planned. He said down next to me, leaving a small gap between our bodies. Perhaps he'd sensed my fear, perhaps he had his own reservations. All I knew was, there was something different in the air that night. Something more than the lust driven teenagers we were all those weeks ago.

"So." Drew said finally "The big thing you had planned for us is sitting on the beach at night?" He asked, and I knew if I turned to look at him, I'd see that smirk grace his face.

"Had to ruin the moment, didn't you?" I replied, shaking my head, but keeping my eyes downcast, not entirely sure I was ready to face him just yet.

"The moment isn't ruined." He said, grabbing my hand and pulling me up. "Look around you Belle Taylor" He said dramatically "The waves crashing gently on the shore, the light breeze whistling in the trees, tickling out skin, the grainy sand rough, yet smooth between our toes." He continued, spinning me around before pulling me towards him, and gently cupping my chin, lifting my head until my eyes met his. "The moonlight caressing your delicate features," he said, so softly I wasn't sure he was playing any more "My eyes looking into yours, my lips…" He continued, leaning down towards me "Stealing a gentle kiss."

His lips connected ever so slightly with mine, but that was all it took to make the insecurities, the fears, the anxieties disappear. My body felt light, my heart lighter, and I became lost in the embrace, in the kiss, and in the passion and lust that was Drew Curtis. His arms held me tight as I felt myself lift of the ground as Drew spun us down towards the water. When my feet touched the ground again, I felt myself sink slightly into the wet sand. Opening my eyes slowly, I casually grinned up at Drew before reaching down and pulling my singlet top off.

"I like where this is heading." Drew said, smiling gleefully. Now it was my turn to smirk up at him.

"And we haven't even begun yet." I replied cryptically, taking a few steps back at him as I shimmied out of my skirt and threw it at him.

"Okay, swimmers, ocean?" He asked questioningly, but his jaw dropped when I walked further backwards and reached up to slowly undo the ties of my bikini.

"No." He cried in happiness, running towards me as I tore off towards the small waves that were crashing gently on the sure.

"Maybe," I replied, turning to him as he ran up to me and stopped my arms from pulling down the top. His eyes connected with mine, glazing over with raw lust and desire. I reached up to his hands as they clung tightly to the thin threads of material. His breathing was becoming quicker and more erratic, as if the anticipation was too much to bear.

Licking my lips, I nodded up at him as I pulled his hands gently apart, as my swimmer top fell loosely to the ground. His eyes flicked up down my body for a second before returning again to my eyes. As he inched closer to me, I felt the heat radiating from our bodies, I felt the tension thick between us. The lust strong, the passion stronger. The love the strongest.

"You're seducing me Belle Taylor." He whispered his hand reached out for my cheek, dipping down as his lips connected electrically against mine.

What he didn't know, was that he was seducing me too.

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