That Time in the Beach    

[WARNING! Smut content ahead!]

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[COLE]

Slowly, Cole pressed a cool cloth to her heated skin, dabbing away the sweat with a tenderness he didn't know he had.

But as he brushed his hand over her skin, his fingers grazed the edge of her cleavage, soft and warm beneath his touch. His pulse spiked as he felt the soft rise against his hand. Every nerve in his body tensed, the heat building inside him all over again.

He forced himself to focus, struggling to push down the desire stirring inside him. He wiped her down and carefully eased a clean shirt over her, doing his best not to look at her too long, though his heart was hammering so loudly he could hardly think.

Before a permanent zipper mark appeared on his cock, he was done, and Cole nearly bolted from the room, heading straight for the bathroom.