One of Six (Den Hollows #1)

35. Essex

35

ESSEX

Having Bea on the back of my bike as we fly along the coast is exhilarating. She wanted to feel the wind in her hair, but that is too dangerous for this road. I consider myself safe, and there is no way I'd do anything stupid with Bea being with me. It's the other fuckers on the road I don't trust.

We both need to switch off and just be us—two carefree teenagers. I only wish. The secluded spot on the beach where we are heading is perfect for downtime. I'm hoping to talk first and enjoy each other later. My body has other ideas with the way Bea has one hand shoved in the waist of my jeans and the other on my stomach, where her fingers rub circles. She's wicked when she wants me. Her teasing has me hard and ready, which is damn uncomfortable on the bike.

The turning is upon us, and we can't get to the beach fast enough. I bring the bike to a stop and nearly lose my balance when Bea shoves her hand around my cock and squeezes. My leg's tremble as she strokes, and a shudder shakes me when she nibbles on my earlobe the second we are free of the helmets.

"Babe, let me steady the bike."

Chuckling, she releases me and climbs from the bike. My eyes rover over her, and I enjoy the sight of her nipples poking through her shirt. Reaching out, I cup her breasts, my thumbs gently caressing over those plump nipples. "You left your bra at home," I croak.

She smirks. "My panties too."

"Fuck," I mutter, rearranging my cock before I take her hand, grab the blanket from the back of the bike, and lead her to my sheltered spot on the beach.

"Can you talk quickly because I want you?" she says.

I side-eye my girl and shake my head, a grin splitting my face. I want her too. "That day at the store," I wince, not wanting to admit the truth to her but knowing I must. "Drugs."

Bea gasps.

"None of us use, but Uncle Jesus asked us to be the go between that one time." I pause and look out toward the ocean. "He's after the men who killed his son. We're not directly involved with the drugs, so with a bit of luck it won't come back to bite us on the ass. And like I said, it was the one time, which is why we had no clue what we were looking for."

"It's like Den Hollows and Mount Sterling is the crime hub of the south." Bea slides in front of me. "You're not going to get in trouble or anything for helping Jesus?"

I hope not. "No, because it's over and done with. I'm only telling you what was going on that day because you asked. I won't ever lie to you, no matter what the truth is."

"Okay. I'm sure I'll think about it more later, but for now, we're alone, right?"

I smirk. "Yes."

She drops to her knees. "Don't move."

I couldn't move if a train was heading toward me. Making quick work of my jeans and shorts, my pulsing dick springs free.

"You're really big," she comments, wrapping her hands around me.

I burst out laughing, which turns into a groan. "That's what all guys want to hear out of their girls’ mouths. Fuck! " Her lips are so fucking good wrapped around me. She moans and sucks, tugging me further into her wet mouth. Her fingers play with my balls and then in the hair surrounding the root of my dick. Her expert tongue swirls around the tip, sending shivers down my spine. I struggle to keep my eyes open, overwhelmed by the intense pleasure she's giving me.

My hands reach out and my fingers slide into her hair as I massage gently. The sight before me is fucking stimulating, making my balls tingle and my dick pulse with impending release. "I'm going to come," I moan.

Bea sucks harder.

I grab her hair, feeling the tension building inside me. With one last thrust I come in her mouth, gasping for air as she swallows every drop. She looks up at me with a mischievous glint in her eye as she cleans me with her tongue and mouth. As soon as she releases me, I join her on the sand, my legs no longer strong enough to hold me up.

I brush my lips over her plump ones and give her a satisfied smile. "That was fucking amazing." I grab her bottom and say, "Take off your clothes, Bea."

"I thought you'd never ask." She pulls away and quickly throws off her clothes while I quickly rip off my own. I spread the blanket out and pull Bea down with me, my dick having already recovered at the sight of a naked Bea. The thought of it getting wet between her legs is almost too much to bear.

My hands run down her back, bringing her closer for a sweet kiss before I slide down her body and spread her legs wide for me. I kiss her navel, the top of her mound, then flick my tongue between her folds, giving her a wicked grin. I slide my tongue along her wetness, savoring the taste as she moans in pleasure. I slip a finger inside her, my eyes rolling at the swollen wetness surrounding the digit. Her body quivers with desire as she reaches for my hair, rubbing her sweet pussy in my face.

My own hips buck wildly against the damn blanket, pre-cum soaking my stomach. "Babe," I gasp. "I need you now." I position myself above her, ready to plunge into her depths with a hunger I can't hold back any longer. She arches her back in welcome, her pussy rubbing against the head of my dick.

"Essex, make love to me," she asks.

"I'll try not to come until I'm inside you."

She smiles and reaches for me. I lean in and kiss her deeply, feeling the heat between us intensify. In one swift motion I enter her, and we moan in unison, lost in the ecstasy of our joining. Our bodies move together as we remain entwined, the tender passion building as we kiss. Our kiss deepens with each thrust, our breaths mingling in a rhythm of desire. The secluded place fills with the sound of our love.

Bea goes ridged beneath me as her fingertips dig into my hips, then she moans loudly, her body squeezing the ever-loving shit out of my dick as she flies high. I’m lost. With a thrust, I release myself against her pulsating walls. My toes curl with the pleasure coursing through me as I ride the intense waves of pleasure with the girl I love.

Trembling from head to toe, I collapse on top of her. Bea wraps her arms and legs around me and as I rest my head on her chest I feel the warmth of her skin against mine. I wince as I slowly pull out and roll onto my back, taking her with me. I cradle her face in my hands.

The sound of an engine coming closer fills the air. "Get dressed," I say with a rush of impatience as we both start to pull on our clothes. I've just strapped on my boots when four men appear. One of them is Richard Lincoln. I walk over to Bea and stand slightly in front of her, my arm wrapped protectively around her stomach to hold her there.

"I don't have a good feeling about this, Essex," she whispers.

She's not the only one, but I say, "We should be fine."

"I'll send a message to Ed."

"Stop!" one of the men shouts, pointing a gun directly at Bea. "No phones."

I slowly step in front of her and glare at her father. "What do you want?" To the man waving the gun, I say, “I recognize you. You were at the Green Oaks site.”

What the hell is going on here?

"Enough," Richard points to Bea, "You, daughter, are going to bring me Elisabeth’s phone. When you have it, I will trade your boyfriend for it. If you don't come, you probably know by now that I have no qualms about killing your loved ones."

"This is insane!" Bea snaps. "Essex stays with me and you can go to hell." Sliding to block me, Bea stands with her hands on her hips, facing the man she thought was her father.

"You have no say in this," Richard snaps, clicking his fingers seconds before I feel the butt of a gun pressed against my head.

Fuck! Things are getting out of hand fast.