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y eyes closed, comforted by the strong arm that's still around me. The pad of his finger lightly run

aking. His hand leaves my face quickly. I open my eyes slowly and he's acting like he's been staring at the sky this whole time. I smile, pleased beyond words. He looks down at

one, replaced b

morn

flushing purple. "How

to the air, reading his wat

vercast day, I wonder if I'll have a burn. I

ept in the middle of nowher

g around us. "It's

o, awkwardly. God, I can't even ima

few moments and I take the time to

curity, eh?" he says, suddenly, standing. Swim ? I ga

nd. "Whoa, what

n't expect me to jump in

My mouth goes dry, I can't look away, as much as I should. His body is evidence enough that when you work out, you get results. Chiseled and tone

re easing his belt off to his face, I fin

ut to get naked

like what

beside th

im, hesitantly. He laughs. "Oh, come on. You wou

o the ground, removing his shoes. "Yo

s head. " Live , Mia.

ize it's because he has nothing to be ashamed about. His briefs reveal much, including just how endowed the C

eep my important bits to myself," he states, turning. I watch from my s

ing his hair back from his eyes. He grins, clapping above his head as I grab the hem of my shirt, pulling it up over my head. I don't tear my e

. However, I'm here now. I want to live- I want this experience with him.

water, looking up at him in s

ee. "All water in England is bloody

laughing. I dive in quickly, feeling goosebumps cover every in

y crap, that's

ld

y arms around my body, shivering. Henry i

e look on his face changes. There's a fluttering that begins at the base of my belly, lowering further. He doesn't stop be

of passion before. I want to touch him, everywhere. I want him to take me. When I reach up clasping his neck, his hands

over my cheek, my jaw, to my throat. He pulls back, breat

my

," I b

t it. Tell me yo

rap my legs around his waist as he turns, walking back towards the shoreline. Our mouth

y as he comes above me, pulling my clip from my hair.

undoing my bra. When it's undone, I grasps the thin straps, pulling the wet material down, exposing my breasts to his waiting gaz

my lip, unable

ia. You're

ir

by the woods, reaching for my top beside t

, Iv

ed at Buckingham, sir. Also, there a

sternly. I'm covering myself with my t-shir

r amusedly when Henry l

anything, rig

ou're fine... We do need t

ok around for our clothing, putting them on over our wet undergarments. I try not t

ays, suddenly, grabbing the

r w

in the dirt. That was- n

y. I didn

"I do care. I'm sorry I did

I ask, quietly. "

is hand and does look at me. I tilt m

oesn't matter, as long as it's a result... a result from passion." I smirk, walking up to him. I

I'm glad to see it. I feel his hand on

.