Thanks for waiting...I hope you enjoy this chapter.
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Sally awoke to the scent of freshly brewing coffee. Stretching her limbs, she quickly remembered she was naked on the couch were they had spent the night after making love again. Sitting up, she didn't see or hear Storm anywhere. Looking out the open blinds behind her, she wondered if they were open last night, before dismissing the thought. The beach house was private and from what Storm told her, the property included the land in the back and the beach area itself. All the houses in this area had private beaches. She heard the back door open gently and soon Storm came into view carrying a bag which he placed on the counter.
"Good morning, you're up."
Sally smiled, "Good morning. Sorry I'm late getting up."
"You didn't get up late. I got up early." He came over and kissed her.
She pulled away. "Excuse me. I'll be right back."
"Hey you want to go swimming after breakfast?" Storm yelled to her.
"Yeah, that's fine," Sally yelled back.
A few minutes later she entered the kitchen wearing a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. "What's for breakfast?" Storm's phone beeped then but he ignored it getting two plates from the cupboard. Sally said nothing only smiled. "Do you need help with anything?"
"Yeah, could you wash the apples please?"
"Sure," she replied.
As she reached for the bag, her phone began to ring. She looked at Storm as he looked at her.
"Go on, get it. I'm sure they're worried."
"Hi Paul," Sally said answering the call.
"Hey hun. How ya doing? Did that new guy of yours ravish you all night long? I hope you're sore."
Sally blushed. "What is it?"
"Ohhhh you don't want to talk. Okay then. Well Rhonda came by wanting to know where you were but I didn't tell her. There's something going on with her. She was carrying all these boxes..."
"She's moving out?"
"No hun, more like moving in."
Just then Sally's other line beeped. It was Rhonda calling.
"Hey Paul, that's Rhonda on the other line. I'll talk with you again when I know what's going on."
"Okay hun, lemeknow."
"I will. Bye and thanks again." Sally answered Rhonda's call, "Hey what's going on?"
"Where are you?" Rhonda asked.
Sally looked up at Storm in time to see him put the apples he had cut into a bowl. He picked up the plates with the breakfast he purchased and took them to the table. Sally kept her eyes on him, "I'm with Storm," she answered.
"You and him an item now?"
"No...it's not like that."
"Then what's it like? Oh don't tell me you are just with some guy just to have a little fun like the rest of us mortals? Not you miss prissy don't let a man use you..."
"What do you want Rhonda?" Sally asked feeling down.
"Chill Sally, don't get all upset over it. I was just kidding. I like that you're having fun. I just didn't think you and him, you know...he don't look like the type who would mess around with us. I mean the guy hires someone to change his sheets every two days. He can be a bit snooty."
"Yeah well it's nothing serious..."
"Well I'm glad you're getting out and getting laid, even if it's with him. But I need a favour please."
"What is it this time? How much and for what?"
"Sally you don't have to be a bitch. Money isn't the only reason why I call you. God Sally, I'm not trying to use you or anything."
"I know that Rhonda...look I don't want to argue. I'm sorry. What's the favour?"
"I'm helping a friend move and I ran out of space at my place so I want to store some of her stuff at your place."
"It's not for Katie is it? Don't you dare put..."
"No its not. I wouldn't even ask if it was for her Sally. I know how much you hate her. It's for my friend at the salon. She's moving back home in a few days and needs a place so store some of her things until she leaves."
"Don't leave anything blocking the door and don't put anything in my bedroom. I mean it Rhonda."
"Okay, okay...thanks Sal you're the best."
"Rhonda please have them out by the time I get back."
"When are you coming back anyway?"
"In a day or so."
"Come on Sally, I need at least a few days, but I'll do my best."
"Thank you. Take care."
Sally turned around to see Storm put his phone back on the counter top. "Was that Rhonda?" he asked.
"Yeah, she's helping a friend move and she's storing some boxes in my place until I return."
"I'm happy you and her are on good terms again."
"She's been a friend to me regardless of what anyone says. She's always pushing me to do stuff; take more chances."
"Is being here with me one of those chances?"
"Yes, it is. I may still get killed and my body dumped somewhere but I'm taking the chance."
Storm laughed out loud, an uproarious laughter and Sally began laughing also.
"Let's eat. I'm sure you're starved."
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They went swimming and it was the most fun either could remember having without family in the longest time. They both played and laughed like children; both remembering the idyllic days of childhood. Storm placed Sally on his shoulders and dropped her backwards into the sea for which she tried to pull his legs from under him under the water. At one point while they were treading water in the deep section, Sally looked out and asked Storm if it wouldn't be nice to be on a boat in the middle of the ocean. He decided that their next trip away would be to the Caribbean on his yacht. But with the playing also came intimate moments of long sensual kisses both in the water and on the sandy shore.
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Sally was in the shower trying to get the sand from her person. Storm was also taking a shower in the other bathroom. As Sally stood in the shower, she thought about what Rhonda had said about Storm. Was he really that snooty and was it such a stretch for him to be with someone like her? When she told him last night that she missed him, she meant it. He was all she thought about for the short time they were a part, and she was so happy when he showed up at Jacks the day he returned. His unexpected visit made her want to spend the night with him.
This trip was also way out of the norm for her. She had given credit to Rhonda but in truth, the decision was all hers. Even though Rhonda messed up too much, she didn't want him having a negative impression of her. After all if it wasn't for her, they would never have met and probably the growing obsession he was becoming to her wouldn't be. Two straight days of happiness so far, doing things she never thought she would have done. This was the closest she'd ever come to being her true self, almost but not completely. No matter what she couldn't let her guard down completely. The one thing she had been putting off she had to do.
She had dallied too long on it, something that she'd never done in the past. She had to know everything about everyone playing on her court at all times. It was how she knew how to survive. But it didn't stop her from wondering what it would fell like to be open and honest with him. Her circumstance would never allow it and that meant she must keep the truth to herself and her guard up. But the fantasy was nice.
Moving the soapy washcloth over her body, she imagined it was his hands, strong and sure as they touch every inch of her energized skin. She wanted to kiss him all the time, to taste him as his tongue moved passed the barrier of her lips to lick and coax hers from its hiding place. She wanted to feel his hands hold and caress her breast; to feel his lips and teeth hold on to her nipples, and flick the hard pebbled tips until they burned. She wanted his fingers to touch her wet core before he drove his hard cock into her over and over again. She wanted to know if this need for him would ever go away. She had hoped the time away from each other would have cooled her lust and want for him, but it had only increased. Bringing her to the beach house only intensified the feeling, especially after making love to her both hard and heavy against the wall, and then so gently on the sofa. She didn't want to be alone anymore.
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They were walking hand in hand, coming back from the market when they heard the thunder roll across the sky. Sally looked up at the darkened sky and before either could comment the skies open and rain came gushing down. Laughing, they both began running back to the house. But it was no use as they were both soaked in a matter of seconds. The lotion from Sally's skin made her wet hands slipperier and her hand slipped from Storm's hand easily. He stopped to look back at her and it was then that he noticed how soaked she was. Not paying attention, she bumped right into him. His hands same out to grab her as she reached out to grab him for support but their actions were uncoordinated and they both went down in a pile of tangled limbs. Upon hearing Sally's joyful laughed Storm also began to laugh at their futile efforts to get back to the house dry. They stopped laughing and Storm kissed her hard as he knelt over her, his hands on both sides of her, one knee between her spread legs, the other outside of her hip, as she sat leaning back on her arms. She turned into the kiss, kissing him back just as hungrily.
His hand went under her tank top and moved over the skin on her stomach. Her felt her arch into him and he deepened the kiss. Her soaked bra was in the way and he got more impatience trying to get closer to her. He pulled down one side of her tank top and her bra, desperate to uncover her breast. She gasped and arched more, pushing her breast into his hands as he trailed a line of kisses along her neck to suck the exposed nipple into his mouth. Storm felt her hands grip his hair and pulled and he let her nipple slip out of his mouth. He kissed her again, hard before standing and pulling her up with him as they head to the house.
