“Towel around the waist? That’s how I plan to conceal the juices dripping down the inside of my thighs.”

He growled in torment, drawing a shudder of anticipation from her. “You’re deliciously evil.”

She chuckled.

“But mostly delicious.” He dug her scrap of bikini and one of the beach towels out of the sack and handed them to her. “Meet you on the other side,” he murmured. “Don’t dawdle.”

“No chance.”

He watched her enter the women’s dressing area, and then went into the men’s. He successfully got into his swim shorts, locked his belongings in a rented locker, and wrapped his towel around his waist. It did make his tented shorts less noticeable, especially if he bent at the waist slightly. At least, that’s what he told himself.

He waited impatiently outside the women’s dressing rooms. Ignoring the appreciative stares of nearby women, he crossed his arms over his chest and scanned the attractions looking for something that would offer them discretion, but not diminish the excitement of their overt naughtiness. Wave pool. Definitely the wave pool. The sound of the rhythmically lapping waters had his lap at full attention.

Jessica stepped out of the dressing room looking hotter than the sun. She’d let her hair down and, as she’d planned, had her towel wrapped around her waist. It hid her thighs from view but didn’t prevent him from thinking of her juices and how much he wanted to taste them.

“Wave pool?” he asked, extending his hand toward her. She grasped it a little tighter than usual.

They gazed across the expanse of concrete, pools, and fountains to the wave pool. The attraction was tucked in the farthest corner of the park and only had a few people surfing amongst the waves on inner tubes and body boards. Except for the glow of the occasional torch stuck in the sand, the entire right half of the pool was bathed in darkness. Plenty of shadows for discretion.

“Wave pool,” she agreed breathlessly.

He led her to the shadowed side of the pool. Male heads turned as she passed. The fact that she was with Sed didn’t seem to phase them.

When they reached the five-foot marker on the side of the wave pool, Sed tossed his towel on the ground and jumped into the water feet first. He moved toward the deep end until the water sloshed against the tops of his shoulders and held his hands out to catch Jessica. She dropped her towel, took his hands, and slid into the water in front of him. She released his hands and shifted them to his shoulders.

“My feet don’t touch the ground here.” Her legs brushed against his as she treaded water to stay afloat.

“Just hold on to me,” he murmured. “There is no height disadvantage in the water.”

They were eye-to-eye for a change and got lost in each other’s gazes as they stared at one another.

“I’m glad you took off your sunglasses,” she murmured, lifting her wet hand to touch his cheek. “When you wear them, I miss looking into your gorgeous blue eyes.”

“I hope no one recognizes me. I should have bought some swim goggles to replace my disguise.”

She laughed. “That would have been so sexy, baby.”

Thirty minutes until the park closes, a loud speaker announced.

Sed nuzzled Jessica’s neck. “I need to be inside you.”

She shifted closer, tightening her arms around his neck and wrapping her legs around his waist. “I need you inside me.”

He reached between their bodies and pushed the front of his shorts down. His dick sprang free, hard as stone and ready for action. He carefully brushed the crotch of her bikini bottoms to one side and guided himself into her body. Her mew of pleasure, as she sank down to take him deep, grabbed him by the balls. He shuddered, his eyes drifting closed, his mouth open. Her warmth surrounded him, so soft and inviting. His pleasure was intense. His need overwhelming.

His hands shifted to the slick skin of her ass, drawing her closer, pressing himself deeper. Water sloshed over her face as the waves built. There was a height difference now that their bodies were joined. He inched toward shallower water. She leaned back, her fingertips gripping his shoulders. She locked her shins into his sides and drew her hips away, before taking him deep again.

He watched her as she took charge of their joining. She seemed totally oblivious to anything but the feel of his body filling her, receding, filling her again. He let her ride him, relishing her obvious pleasure, but forcing his attention to their surroundings occasionally. He had to keep a lookout for anyone who might be paying attention. He didn’t want to risk her getting hurt by some idiot with a video camera again.

He’d rather watch her getting off on him, however—her head tilted back in reckless abandon, her hair trailing in the water behind her. Her eyes were closed, but her lips remained parted as she gasped and groaned and gasped and groaned.

Yeah, baby. Feel me. I’m part of you.

“Sed.” The crashing waves drowned out most of her plea. “Touch me. Touch me. Please. Oh.”

She was definitely about to come. He shifted his hands to her breasts, his thumbs working their way under her tiny bikini top and brushing against the hard pebbles of her nipples. She shuddered, her silky sheath gripping his cock as she wriggled her hips impatiently. He groaned.

“Touch me there,” she insisted.

“Where, baby?” he murmured, rubbing his lips against her throat. “Where do you want me to touch you?”

“My clit. Please. I need. I need to…”

He moved his hand between her thighs and stroked her fast with his middle finger. She shuddered, and came with a loud cry. Her pussy clenched spasmodically around him as she strained against him. She’d completely lost track of where she was. Sed kissed her deeply, drawing her shouts of pleasure into his throat.

Jessica trembled with aftershocks of release for several minutes and then her body stiffened with panic as she regained her sense of place. She turned her head, breaking their mouths apart and glanced around.

“Did anyone see?”

“Do I care?”

The waves had died down now and the pool was relatively quiet. After Jessica had taken in their surroundings, and recognized that no one was paying attention to them, she turned her gaze to his.

“God, you made me come so hard,” she groaned, her eyes rolling into the back of her head. “Nothing is hotter than doing you in public.”

“My turn now.”

“Yeah, it is,” she agreed, amusement in her tone.

“Can you unclench your legs? I’m going to have some major bruises on my ribs tomorrow.”

Her pretty jade-green eyes widened and she loosened her legs. “Oh God, I’m sorry, sweetheart. I didn’t know I was hurting you.”

“Well worth it. Now just relax. Except do that tightening thing you do inside. I love that.”

She squeezed him inside her. Tighter. Tighter. Relaxed. The pleasure in his groin was almost unbearable. His eyelids fluttered.

“Like that?” she asked, a knowing grin on her face.

“Oh yeah, just like that.”

He held her hips still with both hands and thrust into her, pulled out, thrust in, keeping all the action beneath the surface of the water. Within her body, she squeezed him as he pulled out, relaxed when he thrust forward. His balls were so full and tight, he knew he wouldn’t last much longer. He fought impending release though, clenching muscles at the base of his cock that were insistent on involuntarily expelling his seed inside her. He groaned against her throat, finding it difficult to relish that first orgasm without letting go. The spasms of pleasure subsided after a long moment and he started to thrust inside her again, working at building himself up once more.

“You’re the only man I know who can do that,” she whispered, nibbling on his ear, her breath warm against the wet skin along his neck, her fingers stroking the sensitive skin on either side of his spine.