AN. This chapter was partially inspired by Victoria Justice's Miami candid beach photos. This girl is impossibly hot. I apologize for my complete lack of knowledge of LA's geography. As always please review.

Beach Encounter

Beck's car left the parking lot of Hollywood Arts and merged in with the light early afternoon traffic. Tori smiled and still exhilarated over their spontaneous departure turned to Beck.

"Where are we going?" Tori curiously asked. Beck smiled widely back.

"First to your house, so you can get a bathing suit, and then we go to the beach." He replied with a sly smile. Tori looked at him skeptically.

"But at this time of day the traffic to Venice Beach will be awful. It will take us three-four hours to get there." She didn't want to spend her Friday afternoon's hottest part sweating in a car stuck on a highway traffic jam. No matter how good the company was going to be. But in response Beck's smile only grew wider.

"We are not going to Venice Beach." He told her matter-of-factly. She looked at him with surprise.

"Where are we going then?" Her curiosity was aroused.

"You'll see." He replied evasively. She began to probe him and nudge him and tried different ways to make him talk, but he didn't budge. Soon they reached Tori's house and she hurried upstairs to change and prepare her beach bag. After less than half an hour she came back downstairs in a t-shirt and daisy-dukes over her bathing suit. They hopped back in the car and Beck drove off.

"Aren't you going to go to your RV to change?" Tori asked him when she noticed that they were not going towards his RV.

"Nah, I always keep a pair of appropriate shorts in the car." He replied carelessly and continued driving. Soon they left their neighborhood. Beck gripped the wheel of his car and carefully navigated the hectic LA traffic. Gradually the cityscape was replaced by sparse forest and the road branched off into junctions that ended in front of big gates.

"Beck what are we doing here? Here there are only super expensive houses with private beaches." Tori looked at him in puzzlement. When he turned and stopped in front of one of the especially big gates her puzzlement turned into alarm.

"Beck, what are you doing? Don't tell me that you have a rich uncle." She asked half-jokingly half-seriously. Beck said his name into an intercom and soon one of the gate's wings opened to allow them access.

"No, of course I don't." He replied with a laugh. "This is one of Mr. Vaughn houses. Alyssa lets me come to the beach when it's empty." Tori's eyes became round like saucers. Her mouth fell open and she began to look around franticly as if expecting to see the famous socialite walk out from behind one of the trees.

"She is not here, is she?" she asked looking panicky at her casual attire.

"She should be back east." He replied while observing her fretting with some amusement.

"Have you been in the house?" She asked somewhat relaxed, looking curiously at the huge house protruding behind the trees.

"No, I haven't. I've been just a couple of times to the beach to catch some rays." He explained while parking the car under a tree near the beach. Tori grabbed her beach bag and leisurely began walking to the sand, leaving Beck to change. He soon joined her in spreading out the beach towel. Beck chivalrously looked away while she took off her shorts and t-shirt. The sight that opened before him took his breath away. He knew that she was a very pretty girl, but seeing her like this, up close and with her magnificent body covered only in a tiny red bikini, was something else entirely. He let his eyes travel up her long, toned legs, her flat tight belly and her mouthwatering breasts covered by her bikini top. Finally his gaze fell on her angelic face and he saw that she had caught him staring. Beck felt himself blushing profusely, strangely thankful that his blood was rushing to his face instead of somewhere much more embarrassing. He jumped upright.

"Come on let's get into the ocean to cool off." She smiled, shook her head and followed him in the ocean. Once in they began swimming around, splashing each other and enjoying the refreshing ocean waves. Beck picked her up and dunked her in the sea. In retaliation she dove and tripped him, so he found himself suddenly submerged. He didn't mind it at all; it gave him a perfect opportunity to watch her long slim legs while they were kicking the water, carrying her away from the scene of her prank. After they had their full of their water fun, Beck and Tori got out of the water and lay on the towel to dry. After the sun dried and warmed their bodies, she pulled out a bottle of sunscreen from her bag. Beck again found he was unable to take his eyes off of her as she covered her arms, legs and the front of her body with the sunscreen lotion. To avoid her catching him staring again he took the bottle and began covering his skin too.

"Beck, cover my back please." Tori asked him. He felt himself blush again. Good thing she was turned away from him. Two bushings in one afternoon will surely ruin his reputation of a cool guy, unperturbed by anything. His hands trembled slightly before they touched her smooth bare back. This was just like is dream, even the color of her bathing suit was the same. The feeling of her smooth warm silky skin under his fingers was even better than his sub-conscience had imagined. He tried to prolong the manipulation, but all too soon he had to stop, before it turned from caring gesture into molestation. He turned his back to her, so she could do the same to him. Her hands began caressing his back. He felt a purr rising from his throat, but he managed to cover it up to a satisfied sigh. They lied relaxing in the sunlight, silently enjoying the other's company. After a while he felt her lips touching his. The kiss became deeper and more passionate. Just as he was beginning to lose himself in it he heard a familiar voice filled with mock outrage.

"You two are not going to have sex on my beach, are you?"

A.N. I'm going on vacation, so no new chapters for a week to ten days.