Chapter 163
KESTER.
The ocean stretched wide before me, endless and serene, the waves rolling in gentle, rhythmic crashes against the shore..
I had never been the kind of man to marvel at nature, but today, standing on this beach with the salty breeze brushing against my skin, I found myself appreciating the beauty of
- it.
Yet none of it–not the brilliant blue sky, not the golden sunlight reflecting off the water
-held a candle to the sight in front of me.
Kasmine.
I watched my obsession tense every now and then, trying to walk with her legs pressed
tightly together.
She went and sat beneath the shade of a small coconut stall, her legs crossed at the knees,
doing everything she could to avoid looking in my direction.
Her dark hair tumbled over one shoulder, the ends damp from an earlier swim, and her
flawless skin shimmered under the sun.
That bikini–that goddamn bikini.
She had worn it despite my warning. The black fabric clung to every curve of her body, leaving just enough to the imagination while revealing far too much for my liking. It hugged her breasts perfectly, teasing a swell of cleavage that had drawn more than one pair of wandering eyes since we arrived. The bottoms sat high on her hips, emphasizing
the smooth curve of her waist, her toned stomach, and-
I clenched my jaw.
She knew exactly what she was doing. She had packed it just to test me, just to push my patience to its very edge. But she hadn’t expected that I’d have my own form of punishment waiting.
Now, she squirmed in her seat, her thighs pressed together, her fingers wrapped around
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the coconut she drank from. The way her lips curled around the straw, the way her throat moved as she swallowed–fuck.
Her entire body was betraying her.
Every shift of her hips, the subtle squeeze of her thighs… She was suffering, and I was the
cause.
I leaned back against my chair, stretching my legs out in the sand, my fingers casually resting in the pocket of my shorts where the small remote sat snugly.
I hadn’t even turned it up past the second setting yet.
“Kester, are you even listening to me?”
June’s voice pulled me from my thoughts. She sat beside me, annoyingly close, her bikini- covered thigh brushing against my own. I barely spared her a glance.
“What?”
She huffed, tossing her wet blonde hair over her shoulder, her expression somewhere between irritation and amusement. I’ve been talking for the past five minutes, and you’ve
just been sitting here glaring holes into Kasmine.
I smirked.
Not glaring. Watching.
“What has she done to offend you this time? She asked, and I almost scoffed.
Kasmine could never do wrong in my eyes.
I slowly turned to her, “She’s done nothing,” I replied, turning my head slightly, eyes
locking on Kasmine again.
I pressed the button.
Just a little higher.
Her body jerked. The coconut nearly slipped from her hands, her legs squeezing together so tightly it was almost painful to watch. Her lips parted slightly, a shallow breath
escaping.
Parftunt.
Junu,totally
Jentally lilivious, nudged me. “Are you sure you two arent fighting or something
Reilly? Because it sure looks like you’re about to explodeejjust watching her.”
Iliturned the dial up another notch.
Kasmine’s breath hitched.
She coughed, covering it up as if she had simply swallowed the wrong way.
The second the cough left her lips, a man appeared in front of her.
Not just any man–a young, fit, tanned bastard whollooked to be about my age. He str up to her as fast as he could, his face laced witthsomuch concern as he reached out ar patted her back like she was some delicate thiingiinmeed of saving.
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