5 Sea of ecstasy

There was still an hour before the party's actual start time, but the beach was already crowded with party-goers, and the band had already begun to play. It wasn't Xavier's normal weekend scene, but he and his business partner were presently promoting their newest venture. And what better way to promote a surf shop than a beach party, all it had taken was one call to some friends in a band and a few flyers. Most of the party goers had followed the BYOB rule of most beach parties, leaving no worries as to whether the five kegs would be enough to last through to the end of the party. Xavier set up the surf shop booth between the kegs, placing plastic cups on the table to make stopping at the table mandatory. He was just about to undo a third pack of wrist bands when a trio of the most beautiful females he'd ever seen, followed by a very inebriated male, approached.

Xavier allowed his sunglass hidden eyes to roam over the small group, the leader was a tall willowy woman appearing to be in her early 20's but with fae you could never really guess. She had long legs leading up to a scantily clad body. His eyes continued upward over the curve of her flat torso and smaller than average breasts to a sharp-edged pixy face and short, spiky lavender hair. Moving quickly to the next two girls he briefly noted the shorter of the two with long golden hair, no doubt this girl was a werewolf. By the time his gaze slid to the third and most attractive of the three, they had already reached the booth.

"Four please." The tall spiky haired girl said, casually fingering through one of the brochures.

Xavier withdrew four wrist bands, never taking his eyes off the third girl. She had gently curling, glistening sliver-white hair with faint turquoise streaks reaching nearly to the waist band of her white shorts. She wore a hot pink top that revealed just enough of her sun-bronzed breasts to cause vivid images to flash through his mind. He felt himself begin to harden as he wondered whether her whole breast was the same tanned bronze or if the breast itself was still creamy pale. Shaking those thoughts away Xavier watched with intrigue as the spiky hair girl pulled her ID and cash from the black imitation leather bikini top she wore. {The places women kept things… too bad her maker hadn't ben as generous with her as the other two in the bikini top area.} His eyes quickly returned to the brunette as she retrieved the items from the back pocket of her shorts. If it had been her in the skimpy bikini top, he would know the answer to the tan line question. Xavier gave himself a mental shake once again as his body began to react to the images moving around his mind.

He quickly checked the ID's of the group lingering on the silver haired girl longer in search of her name, Joslyn. It suited her. Handing back the ID's and collecting the cash, he began to fasten the wrist bands around each wrist. The boy and blond were given bands indicating them to be underage. It was the girl named Joslyn's turn.

"Joslyn, is it?" Xavier asked, "Welcome, I hope you enjoy the entertainment for tonight. Do you surf?"

Joslyn glanced up at the man guiltily. She had been staring at his well-defined chest only slightly hidden by the tight surf shirt the man wore. [Damn… That body would definitely make a good distraction.] "I…. Uh… I'm sorry, surf?" Joslyn fumbled over her words. {Maybe it's just frustration or something… If I just get laid, then I won't be so tempted and can finally put this crazy thing with Russ behind me… If I don't do something soon… I may just give in to him.} Joslyn's mind went back to the night Russ was naked in her room. {I have to do something fast!}

Xavier met her eyes, now finished with the wrist band, slightly stunned by the mesmerizing aqua-blue pools. "Let me introduce myself. I'm Xavier DeMarco, part owner of Biting Waves surf shop. We're here to promote our new store tonight." A wicked smile curved his lips as he added, "We provide private lessons to those who want to learn." He let the hand, still clasped gently around her wrist, slide down over her hand. "I would love to have you."

His words shocked her. {Is he openly hitting on me. This may go easier than I thought. It's been so long since I actively tried to attract a guy…} Mischief colored her words as Joslyn replied, "You'd love to have me, huh?" Joslyn flashed him a flirty grin as she turned away from the table, pulling her hand back as she moved, "It's a definite maybe..." She widened her grin, took a cup and turned toward the nearest keg. "…If you can find me after you're done here." With her cup filled, she glanced back at him over her shoulder and winked, "Until then…" she walked toward the lone male of the group still waiting for her a short distance away.

Joslyn frowned as she walked toward Russ who was waiting for her at the edge of the growing crowd. He had a beer in hand as he stood unsteadily in the loose sand of the beach. "Where did you get that from?" She asked glancing at the beer.

"Some hot chicks… hic… said to come find them when this is empty." Russ then turned up the beer and chugged the rest of the can but lost balance and fell into Joslyn.

With her hands pressed to his chest to stop him from completely toppling on top of her, she pleaded, "Please don't do anything too reckless tonight." She could see the hurt in his eyes that she had put there, and she knew good and well she would only be putting more pain and hurt into those beautiful eyes. "Please…"

"There's a simple solution, if you don't want me getting into trouble…" Russ placed his hands over hers as he leaned in wobbly, "stay by my side tonight."

Reflexively Joslyn glanced back at the dark-haired man running the booth. He was busy going over pamphlets with a new bunch of party guests. She didn't notice until Russ's lips were already to her ear that he had even moved. "I know what you're thinking… Be with me instead." His words were a light whisper that sent chills down her spine.

"Russ…" His name slipped out unintentionally. No sooner had his name left her lips, he placed a light kiss on her neck. The energy jolting from the area of the kiss snapped her back to reality. She quickly pushed him away and started moving to the main area where the rest of their small group was already dancing. Russ stumbled behind her, mumbling profanities under his breath.

The night had grown dark. The cloudless sky canopied in a blanket of bright stars and a beautiful nearly full moon, filling in the areas left unreached by the various bonfires and stage lights illuminating the beach. The band had already taken one short break and was now back to playing at full rock star capacity.

"We've done all we can here, time to go lift some skirt, bro." Xavier glanced over at his partner and younger brother, not surprised by the comment. "You can finally search the flock for that piece you were so taken by earlier."

Xavier rolled his eyes. His partner (most of the time he hated to even admit to himself the guy was his brother) was somewhat of an asshole and often let his age show when he was drunk. "Dante you are such an unbelievable douche bag. One: she's not a 'piece', though I have to admit she is attractive. Two: I don't think anyone uses the word 'taken' anymore."

It was now Dante's turn to roll his eyes. He placed one arm around his brother's shoulder and said, "X, my man, look around. It's a party, we're surrounded by hot blooded, horny drunks. Just look out over the crowd. By now there are more clothes on the ground than on the backs of people." Dante turned his attention away from the crowd and back to his brother, "You don't want your ripe little peach plucked by someone else, do you?" He arched a brow as he added. "You know, the guy she was with seemed incredibly interested in her, I wouldn't be surprised if he's not out there making a move right now."

Xavier glanced out over the crowd searching for any sign of silver hair. He had seen her return for refills several times throughout the night and had managed a word here and there between new comers and potential customers, but he hadn't been the only person trying to catch her attention and the harsh glairs from the werewolf man with her hadn't missed his attention. With a nod of his head, Xavier patted Dante's back and headed out toward the crowd. He glanced back one last time at Dante, "Please stay out of trouble, and if you need me, I have my smart watch on. Just send a message and I'll get it."

The first girl from Joslyn's group Xavier passed was the blonde werewolf standing at one edge of the stage, all starry eyed as she kept full focus on the drummer of the band. Then the spiky haired girl, she was gyrating her back side against an even taller man's groin. Further through the crowd he found the male beyond drunk and practically humping the leg of some poor female. {Freaking werewolves} Xavier thought, shaking his head as he walked past. It was starting to look bleak for him as he passed another couple making out hot and heavy by one of the many bonfires. As he continued to head farther away from the main crowd and towards the water, checking every female face as he went, he let images of what he wanted to do once he found Joslyn play through his head.

Finally reaching the water line, he curled his toes in the soft cool sand letting the warm waves swash softly over his bare ankles. A small splash brought his attention up from his feet to scan over the shimmering water. Another splash sounded revealing the outline of a female diving into the waves.

***

Joslyn had patiently waited all night for hot surfer boy (as Raven had called him) to leave his booth. Guilty as it made her feel she had looked forward to getting to know him better. She had even returned several times throughout the night for refills, mostly because Russ kept stealing her cups and drinking them himself, but he hadn't even tried leaving the booth once. Instead, he had stayed busy with various partygoers, checking ID's and explaining services his shop would offer. Eventually Raven had left to go dance with a guy she had known from work. Shelly had remained glued to the stage the entire night, leaving her alone with Russ. Typically spending time with him wasn't a big, out of the ordinary event but he had been aggressively making passes at her all night. The drunker he got the more forceful he became.

She replayed it in her mind.

"Russ, damnit stop!" she pushed him away as he tried taking yet another one of her cups of beer. "You are already drunk enough-" Before the last word could fully come out of her mouth his lips came crashing down on her, almost painfully.

She pushed his face away and tried turning away from him, but he grabbed her arm. "Jos, please quit fighting this. I know you want me too. I can feel it with every thread of my body!" He pulled her closer, pressing her hand into his chest and pushing it down his abdomen.

She pulled away with more force this time, "Russ, stop it! This!" she pointed indicating them both. "It's never going to happen! You know that I know that! Let's for a minute forget the age difference and any consideration for others around us. If you were to become serious with anyone other than a full-blooded werewolf, your clan and the council would literally shit bricks!" She began to leave but decided to add on one last blow before running as far away from him as she could. "I have changed your diapers before if anything you're like a little brother to me."

At that Russ snarled up his nose, "Say what you want, I know you want me. I can see it every time I'm near you and I can SMELL your desire!" he took several drunken steps to close in the distance between them, before finally coming full force at her and trying to land a kiss yet again.

Joslyn threw her hand up to block is lips from her mouth. "Yea, you may be right. I am attracted to you. You've always been beautiful, and you've truly grown into a man in the last year or so. But that doesn't change the fact that you are 18 years old, just turned 18 literally 2 MONTHS ago, and I've been like a guardian to you?!" She let her voice soften again as she continued knowing good and well these next words would drive him away for sure. "I'm sorry but in the end, you will always be just a child to me."

Russ grabbed ahold of her hand again and pressed her palm against the front of his shorts. "Does this feel like a child to you?" He forced her fingers to cup him as he grew hard in her hand. "Look at me in the face right here, right now and tell me you think of me as only some child… Like a brother!" He leaned in closer to her, his hot breath tickling the tender flesh of her neck and shoulder. He pushed himself against her palm as he held her hand in place, causing a shocked moan to escape her lips. He whispered against her ear, "You can't hide it, so why try?"

Joslyn couldn't handle it any longer. She jerked her hand away and quickly turned away from him. She began pushing through the crowd of people who had begun watching them.

"Fine, say what you will. Run away, throw yourself on the first piece of shit you come across. But know, at the end of the day I will be the one you come home to, and I will not give up!" Russ yelled after her.

Joslyn shook her head without responding and started walking away from the crowd and lights. She found herself alone and away from all the other party guests before she even realized it. As she stared out over the water, she decided to give in to the temptation offered by the calm waves and jumped in. In no time she had completely lost track of all the stresses from just a short while ago.

As she broke the surface of the water this time, she noticed a dark figure standing by the shore. Moving a little closer and allowing her eyes to focus in the dim light provided by the heavens above, she could make out the dark hair and surf shirt of the man. She knew right away who it was.

"Looking for something?" Joslyn asked now close enough to shore to make out his shadowed features. His hair was cut fashionably long, falling in layers right below his ears. A well-defined jawline circled his masculine face. Unfortunately, he was still wearing the sunglasses from earlier, apparently, he'd forgotten about them. Shaking off the slight disappointment, Joslyn allowed her gaze to trail the length of his body for what must have been the hundredth time.

"I was, but I think I found it now." Xavier said, sliding his tongue out and across his lips to moisten them as he raked one hand through his windblown hair. It was a natural dark, nearly black, a color that picked up the reflection of light cast by the moon and stars. "Would you like some company?" he asked hopefully.

A mischievous smile curved Joslyn's lips, "Ah, only if you can catch me." With that said, she dove below the surface, only to pop back up several feet from where she had dove under.

Not giving her time to reconsider Xavier began stripping down to his trunks and down in, swimming with a speed normally avoided. Within mere seconds he was breaking the gleaming surface of water beside her. He wretch out and hooked her around the waist. With a low husky growl, Xavier asked, "I caught you, now what do I win?" he pulled her closer clutching her tighter against him.

She let her hands glide over his glistening chest. She didn't realize until she looked up that he had already brought his head down closer to hers. With lips scant inches from his, she asked, "I don't know..." She allowed her lips to brush softly against his, "What would you want?" she worked the fingers of one hand into the wet hair at the back of his head.

Her hands found the back arm of his sunglasses, she pushed down on the arms to cause the glasses to flip up onto his head.

He murmured the only word that could come to mind as her nearness and caresses slowly wreaked havoc on his senses. "You…."

It was barely a whisper on the wind but was enough to send a tingle down Joslyn's spine. She didn't bother resisting when he tightened his grip on her waist and lifted her closer to his body. {How can he make my body respond like he is…} His lips captured hers in a hard, heated embrace. A moan escaped her lips as he moved to intensify the kiss by pushing at her lips with the tip of his tongue. He took full advantage of her moan to fully capture her mouth. Water began gliding against her sides as she realized that Xavier was quickly pulling them toward the shore, slowing only when their feet hit the cool sandy floor of the ocean. Even with her senses being overstimulated to the point of explosion she couldn't help but marvel at the power he exerted, even with gentle waves it still took quite a bit of power to swim so quickly in the ocean.

With a low growl, he slowly glided his hands up along her body. He broke the kiss and caught her face in one hand. His eyes glowed a vibrant golden-green, but she had little time to admire them as he drew her attention to his lips by saying, "You're driving me crazy." The words came out as a low guttural purr as he brushed his lips across hers once again, nipping at her lower lip as he pulled away. When she moaned again and tried pulling him in for yet another kiss, he pulled back and said, "Unless you want this to go any farther, I suggest we stop." He meant his words but silently prayed to himself, {Please, don't say you want to stop. I don't even know if I could at this point.}

Glistening golden-green orbs hungrily roved her upper body and face, it was like staring into a pair of brilliant supernova star bursts up close. His caresses had awoken something inside her. She had never felt this insanely out of control in her life; it was like some sort of spell. Liquid heat flowed through her veins like lava. {If this man who emanated sex from every pore couldn't distract my mind and body then no one could.} A wicked smile lit up Joslyn's expression as she wrapped her legs instinctively around his hips. {Lord, I hope I don't regret this in the morning!}

Taking that as invitation enough, Xavier covered her mouth with his once more letting the hand on her cheek move around to tangle into the water drenched locks at the nape of her neck. He used his hold on her hair to move her head into the perfect angles to meet his thrusting tongue. "I want you." He murmured huskily against her parted lips. When her legs and arms tightened involuntarily around his body, Xavier moved his hands down her body loosening the bikini strings at the back of her neck and mid-back as he went. He slowly glided his fingers lower, over to her behind and began to gently grind her hips against his growing hardness.