Finding Kenna (SEAL Team Hawaii #3)(37)

“Where do you want to sit?” Aleck asked.

“Oh, um…somewhere away from the service hut. I don’t want someone wondering who we are and asking for our IDs after the fact. Maybe over there on the other end?”

Once again, guilt ate at Aleck. He hated that Kenna was still worried about getting caught. He wanted to reassure her that no one was going to kick them out, but she’d probably ask how he was so sure.

On second thought, maybe that was a good way to bring up the topic. Then he could admit everything.

But he warred with his conscience too long. Kenna grabbed his hand once more and was leading him to the farthest umbrella from where condo employees manned the equipment shack and snack stand.

Kenna fussed with the umbrella and the chairs until she was completely satisfied with their arrangement. “Look! They even provide towels,” she said with a pleased smile. “And they’re nice too. Fluffy and thick.” She spread a blue and white striped towel with the condo’s name on it on her chair, then reached for the hem of her cover-up without hesitation.

Aleck almost swallowed his tongue when he saw Kenna in her black and red swimsuit. It was modest compared to a lot of suits women wore these days. Cut high on her thighs and dipped low between her breasts, showing off a bit of cleavage.

She turned to grab something out of her bag, and Aleck’s breath whooshed out.

He’d checked out her ass as she’d climbed out of the water when they’d first met, but this was so much better. Her suit basically had no back to it. There was a tie behind her neck, and her ass was covered, but otherwise he could see her entire back.

Moving without thought, Aleck stepped toward her. His hands reached out and caressed her smooth skin.

Kenna jerked in surprise, then relaxed as his hands ran up either side of her spine.

“Marshall?” she asked.

“You are so damn beautiful,” Aleck said softly as he stroked her. He dug his thumbs into the muscles at the top of her spine and she arched against him.

“That feels so good,” she moaned.

Aleck’s cock twitched. Fuck, he wanted to hear her say that when they were both naked in his bed and he was—

“While you’re back there, will you put some of this on my back?” she asked, grinning and holding up a tube of sunscreen.

So much for his daydream. But Aleck was determined to get to her as much as she was getting to him. Although, she certainly seemed affected, if their time in her beanbag was any indication. He decided to play a bit.

“Of course,” he told her, taking the sunscreen. Her head was turned, watching him as he stripped his T-shirt over his head and dropped it on the chair next to him.

Kenna’s eyes widened as she stared.

Internally, Aleck grinned. He knew he was in shape. He and his teammates worked hard to keep their bodies in tip-top condition.

“Holy shit,” she whispered, turning slowly. “I felt your abs earlier, but damn, Marshall. What is that, like a twenty-seven pack? I didn’t know the stomach even had that many muscles.”

He laughed. “Just a normal six-pack,” he told her, tightening his muscles to show off for her.

Her hand reached out and smoothed over his stomach, much as his hands had done to her back. “Damn!” she exclaimed again.

“Turn around,” he ordered, “so I can put this on.”

It took her a moment to drop her hand from his skin, but then she took a deep breath and turned so her back was to him once more.

Aleck squeezed a healthy amount of the coconut-smelling lotion on his hands and got to work. He smoothed them up her spine again, loving how she arched into his touch. He took his time, making sure he reached every inch of exposed skin, rubbing the lotion in thoroughly. Even after she was appropriately covered, he couldn’t take his hands from her.

His fingers slipped just below the elastic, caressing the top of her ass crack.

“Marshall…” she complained weakly.

“Yes?” he asked, continuing to tease. He made sure not to be indecent, even though he wanted nothing more than to reach around and slip his fingers under the front of her suit.

Her ass pushed back against him, and Aleck’s cock twitched under his suit.

Kenna looked at him over her shoulder. “I want you.”

Aleck nearly choked. But he did his best to hang on to his control. “I want you too,” he said, as one finger dipped even lower under her suit. He let himself enjoy the feel of her silky skin for another second, before moving his hand to safer territory. He put his hands on her shoulders and leaned down and kissed her temple. “You’re good to go sunscreen wise,” he told her.

Kenna chuckled and took a deep breath.

Aleck knew he’d remember this moment for the rest of his life. The ocean breeze, the smell of coconut, and Kenna in his arms.

“Right, turn around and I’ll do you.”

Aleck raised an eyebrow at her. “I thought you didn’t want to get kicked off the beach?”

She laughed and rolled her eyes. “Turn around,” she repeated.

As Aleck turned, he realized he was having a great time, despite the guilt he still felt. Bantering with Kenna was fun. She was sensual, wasn’t too self-conscious, and she obviously loved this little escapade.

Having her hands on him was torturous, but he did his best to control himself. What he really wanted to do was pick up Kenna, throw her over his shoulder, and head up to his bed. But for the moment, until he could figure out how to tell her about his trust fund, he would make do with her touch.