Romance Beach Reads Novels & Stories

"Yes, Babe go on." "You like that?" "Yes lick it more babe, hmm that's it you're hitting the spot." "Love it? Louder babe." "Oh yes, go on!" I am here in the dark garden with the guy, maybe God knows him, but not me. I missed this. It's been weeks since my last. He's so good. We met earlier and decided not to attend the poem reading. Well, this a lot way better than that. He stood up and kissed my neck. He faced me on the ground , I know what he wants. So I bent down , he raised my skirt up to my waist and he unbuckled his pants.

The way the sun beamed over her skin, making her glow in addition to her huge smiles made me more happier and attracted to how she looked. I snapped out of my deep trance when I noticed her slipping. My heart skipped a beat and I rushed out to her, trying to get a hold of her arms but they were moving above her head and I instinctively grabbed the back of her bikini top and spun her around, causing her to collide against my body. I wrapped my arms around her body and exhaled in relief. I could not imagine seeing her getting hurt.

You're embarrassing me by being here. Tears spilled down Stella's cheeks. At that moment, Micah didn't seem like her father at all. I was also stunned and stood rooted to the spot. "Moonrise Bay is my private beach, Micah. How could you—" "That's enough!" Micah exclaimed, shooting an annoyed look at Stella and me.

I couldn't resist, digging into the firm flesh, and she responded, by pressing her hand over mine. I loved holding her breasts; they were full, firm breasts, that overflowed your hands. I ran my fingers along the warm underside, through the crease, before going for a nipple. It was already stiff, from the wind...or the arousal I felt between her legs. I rubbed it between my fingers, and she let out more moans, melding with the gentle tide, splashing over the beach. "Yeah...yeah Rob...this's so romantic...it feels sooooo good, with the warm sun and the ocean breeze."

*On the Beach* I had drove us to a beach, somewhere we could make love. I had never been so deliberate about love making this way. I guess love comes with its own naughtiness. The night air was warm, the sand cool under our feet. Waves rolled in steady, crashing and retreating like the tide was keeping time for us. She wanted to play with the sand and all that but I wasn’t ready for that, I drove all the way here to make love, let’s make love baby!!! I pulled her close to me, letting her breast clasp with my chest, she gasped at my sudden urge and desire, she gave me this knowing smile, like I am being very wild and she liked it.

she said with a wink, settling beside me on the couch and pulling a fuzzy blanket over us both. She queued up the movie on her TV, the opening credits filling the room with upbeat music. As the story unfolded lighthearted banter, stolen glances, the kind of sweet romance that made your heart flutter—I tried to lose myself in it. Mira laughed at the jokes, nudging me with her elbow, but I could only manage faint smiles. My mind wandered back to Zayden, to the way his touch had once felt like safety, now tainted by blood.

He opened the beach houses door and he took my hand and ran down to the warm sand that covered my toes. "This is really thoughtful but I don't think I want to have sex on the beach, it's romantic but won't the sand get stuck up in there", I explained as all I heard from him was a hefty laugh. He placed the stereo on the blanket and put in a Frank Sinatra CD. He took my hand and twirled me around and then he latched onto me closely as we sway to the hushed music.

"This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself." Nanny laughs, clearly enjoying this way too much. "Oh, Isa. You’re making it sound like it’s the worst thing in the world. Just imagine it—a forbidden workplace romance, secret glances, and the tension! Oh, how thrilling! The babysitter and the boss. You’ve already got the perfect setup." I glare at her. "Nanny, stop. He’s my boss, and he has a child. A cute child, by the way, who is clearly going through something. I’m not about to entertain any fantasies about him."

seeing her happy made him happy. when they arrived at the beach, juliet was out of the car in just second, while Alex quickly went after her... the beach was silent and empty, and juliet had no idea that the beach Alex had brought her to belonged to his family... it was a private beach they owned that had a vacation house which was well taken care of, but he never had a reason to visit until now... even though they had been driving for hours, juliet looked really energetic as she ran towards the water, a bright smile on her face as her hair scattered across her face... "Alex." She stopped in her tracks and called out to him so he would meet up with her, and when Alex did, he picked her up an

The beach that the Winchesters had spent a considerable sum to acquire was undoubtedly beautiful. The power of money was immense. The beach was well-maintained, with the sea meeting the white sandy shore like a charming maiden in a long dress. There would be no unexpected visitors in the private domain, and no one would come disturbing. Zachary knew that they must have enjoyed their vacation here very much. What he had thought was a stroke of luck now seemed like he had walked into a death trap.