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  They barely made it to Camilla’s bedroom when Jayden pushed her up against the wall and began kissing her again. Camilla impatiently tugged on his jeans, and he pulled back to kick them to the other side of room.

  Jayden continued to kiss her as he helped her get out of her jeans. They joined his on the other side of the room.

  Jayden maneuvered them, so that Camilla’s legs hit the bed. She fell backwards onto the mattress, and Jayden soon joined her as his hands moved all over her body. He pulled back and gazed at her as he brought up the whipped cream. “Feeling hungry?”

  Camilla grinned as she leaned back and nodded. “Starving.”

  Jayden shook the can as he began to spray whipped cream all over her stomach. Camilla’s eyes fluttered closed as he began to lick it off of her.

  Camilla sat up and pushed him back as she came up and straddled him. “My turn.”

  She sprayed the whipped cream all over his chest and down to his happy trail. She tossed the can to the center of the room before she lowered her head and began to lick the whipped cream off. She took her time, making sure that Jayden was writhing beneath her as she licked every inch of his body.

  She pulled back and pressed her lips to his for a kiss letting the whipped cream on her lips rub all over him. Jayden growled in the back of his throat as his hands came up to rest on her hips.

  Their hips began to rock against each other as their breathing grew louder. Camilla wrenched herself away and reached into the nightstand and tore open a pack of condoms.

  Jayden kicked off his boxers, and Camilla helped him put it on as he gently brushed her hair behind her ears. He reached over and gently nibbled on her ear as his hands found their way down to her sweet spot.

  His hands found their way underneath her panties, and he began rubbing her fast until Camilla was panting with desire. Just as she was about to peak, Jayden removed his hand and slammed into her on top of her panties.

  Camilla cried out as wave after wave of pleasure tore through her. She drew sharp, ragged breaths as Jayden helped her out of her panties.

  He positioned himself, and Camilla lifted her hips up before she slowly came down. They both groaned at the impact, and Camilla repeated this a few times until they finally had a rhythm. Jayden began to wriggle his hips, and Camilla huffed as Jayden’s hands came and began to play with her breasts. She pressed herself forward, so that his hands were on her breasts. He removed his hands and buried his face in her breasts where he began to suck and lick.

  Camilla’s hands were clawing up and down his back when he began to bite her nipples hard. Jayden shifted, so he was sitting up, and they were pressed against each other, their legs wrapped around each other’s waists as he continued to move in and out of her.

  Camilla’s hips began to move faster, and Jayden groaned as he tore his lips away from her breast and dug his teeth into her shoulder.

  Camilla began to kiss his neck as she felt her climax began to build up. “Faster,” she whispered.

  Jayden began to grunt as he pumped faster and faster until her muscles clenched, and she came with a shout. Jayden’s own release followed soon after, and they both sat there for a minute, holding onto each other, the sound of their heavy breathing filling the room.

  Jayden slowly pulled out of her, and he leaned back and pulled her down with him. She curled into his side, and he placed his arm around her shoulders as he pressed a sweet kiss to her forehead.

  Camilla kissed his cheek as her eyes fluttered closed. White spots danced behind her field of vision, and her body tingled with pleasure.

  “I told you that you liked me,” Jayden said.

  Camilla opened one eye and gazed at Jayden’s smirk. “Well, in case you haven’t noticed, you like me too.” She gestured between them.

  “Maybe a little.” Jayden shrugged as a smile played on the corner of his lips.

  “Maybe a little, eh? Well, then I guess you’d better get going because I need to go find a guy who’s going to say more than just ‘maybe a little’.”

  Jayden scowled as he rolled on top of her and pinned her arms on either side of her face. “You’re not going anywhere.”

  Camilla smiled at him as she rubbed her nose against his. “Wouldn’t dream of it, so do you want to go on a date?”

  Jayden kissed her forehead and chuckled as he rested his against hers. “I thought you’d never ask.”

  He pulled back to look at her a while later and grinned mischievously. “I want to see if my theory is correct.”

  “What theory?”

  “That you’re ticklish,” Jayden responded as he poked her side.

  Camilla squirmed as she tried to move out from underneath him. “Stop that!”

  She shrieked as he continued to pull the sheet over their heads and tickled her.

  THE END

  In The Sea: A Workplace Romance

  Chapter One

  Ashlyn had barely thrown her bag on the bed assigned to her before she hurried out the house’s back door. There was nothing like the beach, and she didn’t want to wait to hear the sound of the waves and feel the warm sand between her toes. The beach was one of her favorite places ever, even though she had only been a few times. She was like a mermaid when it came to the water, and she had tried out for the swim team solely so that she could spend time in the pool at her high school.

  “Wow!” Ashlyn said quietly as she stood at the edge of the steps that came down on the beachside of the dunes. She kicked her flipflops off and tossed them to the side beside a few other pairs of flipflops. She was at the beach, and the crew was going to be there for two full weeks.

  “Thank goodness for beach scenes,” Ashlyn murmured. She looked around, but the beach was fairly empty. Most people weren’t quite off work yet, and the all-dayers had gotten tired already. It was the perfect time. “Too bad I didn’t take time to put on my swimsuit. I’ll just dip my toes in.” Ashlyn began walking along the edge of the beach, the cool water making the sand squish beneath her toes.

  Mark was trying to invade her thoughts, but Ashlyn was trying to push him out. She had pretty much ignored him as much as possible after their interesting encounter. He was still nice to her, and he acted like every gentleman should. Ashlyn was doubting herself. Maybe she really had said something that made him think what he did was okay. If she didn’t remember, then she could have said yes.

  Ashlyn gazed out over the ocean. It stretched on to the horizon. The beach wrapped around and stuck out, creating almost an inlet. The waves were tough, and Ashlyn knew that the current would tug strongly under the top layer of water.

  Ashlyn froze as she saw something splashing in the water. She first saw hands flailing, then she caught a brief glance of a head. All was silent as the person disappeared, then the person bobbed up again and frantically gulped in air.

  Ashlyn didn’t have to think a moment longer. This person was drowning! She had to save him! Ashlyn plunged into the water, her clothes still on. She fought through the breakers and soon reached a smoother part of the ocean, but by now, her feet were barely touching. Ashlyn took a deep breath and began swimming as fast as she could, the weight of her shorts tugging down at her waist. She didn’t care. She pushed onward.

  Ashlyn reached the bobbing man, and she saw that he was bigger than she was. Luckily, the salt in the water would help him stay somewhat afloat as she pulled him to a safer depth. Ashlyn wrapped an arm around the man’s chest, seeing the surprise in his eyes as she grabbed on to him. She didn’t have time for formalities. She had to help this person. He might die if she left him out here.

  He started fighting against her, but Ashlyn knew how to save a life. She steadily pulled him toward shore. She moved a lot slower with him in tow, but she finally made it to where she could safely stand and the current’s pull was not too strong.

  The man started coughing. Ashlyn looked at him and wondered if she should pat his back or tell him to raise his arms, but as she moved toward him, he took a step away.<
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  “Can you breathe?” she asked, ready to perform CPR if necessary.

  The man nodded his head up and down. As Ashlyn watched him, she couldn’t believe it. Was he laughing? What was he laughing about? Ashlyn gently bobbed in the waves as she looked at this strange man who was laughing about a near-death experience.

  “Do you need help making it to shore?” Ashlyn tried again, trying to help the man as much as possible. Maybe he was a lunatic as well. Maybe that was why he was in the middle of the ocean in the first place.

  Finally, the man coughed up a little water, gave a final cough, and wiped at his mouth. “You sure are a strong thing for being so little,” he commented.

  He had a southern accent, and Ashlyn smiled at the twang in his “thing.” “It’s really not hard to save someone, even if they’re bigger than you, but it would have been easier if you hadn’t been struggling so much. Couldn’t you tell I was trying to help you?”

  The man threw back his head and laughed. Ashlyn was indignant. What was so funny, and why couldn’t she be included in the joke? “I didn’t need any saving, but I do appreciate the effort.”

  “What do you mean you didn’t need any saving? You were flailing around like you were being tugged under!” Ashlyn set her face in a straight line to this character of a man.

  “I was looking for a shell,” the man continued. “The best shells are found away from the beach where the tide has not turned them and broken them so much. I had my goggles, and I was diving down. I found a real beauty, but an undercurrent pulled me just then. I wasn’t able to grab onto the shell. I just sort of rolled it with my fingers. The current somehow managed to tear my goggles away. So, I was trying to get that shell and my goggles. That’s why I was bobbing up and down like a lost sea buoy.”

  Ashlyn couldn’t help it. A smile slowly spread across her face, then she started to giggle. “I guess I shouldn’t wait around for a thank you, then. I just made you lose the location of your precious shell.”

  The man laughed. “Hey, it’s no big deal. I’m sure I’ll find another shell just as nice that won’t be so dangerous to my life. I’m Brandon.”

  “Ashlyn.” Ashlyn wasn’t sure if she should shake hands or just leave the ocean. After all, she wasn’t wearing a swim suit, and the water was really weighing down on her shorts.

  “It’s nice to meet you. You are very kind to have come out to the ocean when you clearly weren’t dressed for swimming today.”

  Ashlyn looked down and saw that her pale pink blouse was now clinging to her, clearly showing the lines of her bra. Ashlyn blushed and tried to pull the shirt away from her body, but the water wouldn’t let that happen.

  “Well,” she said, trying to turn the attention away from her shirt. “I guess I have served my purpose here. You are saved, whether you wanted it or not, and I had a refreshing swim.”

  “Whether you wanted it or not,” Brandon finished off. “Hey, I’ve got a towel on the beach. It’ll be nice and warmed up by the sun right about now. I insist you use it.”

  “No, really, it’s okay,” Ashlyn said. “My house isn’t a far walk from here. I don’t mind. In fact, it feels rather nice to be cooled off.”

  “Do you have a vacation home then?” Brandon started leading the way into shore, and Ashlyn instinctually followed him. After all, she needed to go back to the house anyway.

  “No, no, no,” she quickly denied. “Nothing of the sort. I’m actually. . .well, I’m working with a film crew. We’re filming a movie in the area, and everyone is put up in a beach house while we’re working.”

  “Wow! That sounds nice! What movie are you filming?”

  “It’s called Firebird. It won’t be out for at least another year, though. It takes a crazy amount of time to cut and produce a movie.”

  “Will your name be in the credits?”

  “I don’t know,” Ashlyn replied. “So, what are you doing here, spending time diving for seashells?”

  “I know this may sound crazy, but I’m house sitting.”

  “You’re house sitting? At the beach?”

  “Yes, it is a thing. The house is actually a half hour drive from here, so I’m not as close as you might think. Anyway, the family is going to spend the summer in Europe, and they wanted someone to take care of their house while they were gone.”

  “So you take care of the house?” Ashlyn just wasn’t getting this idea.

  “Yes, I’m not paid to do it, but I get a place to live for a few months. Meanwhile, it gives me time to work on my music. I’m hoping that if I get good enough, I can do more than just perform at birthday parties or ladies’ luncheons.”

  “Do you play an instrument or do you sing?”

  “I play acoustic guitar,” Brandon answered. “I sing too. I guess there are a thousand guys out there my age trying to become famous for doing something like this, but I can always hope I’ll get a chance at the big shots.”

  For some reason, his easygoing way of approaching life appealed to Ashlyn. He wasn’t ruled by someone else’s clock, nor was he worried about reaching a certain career goal. He was just enjoying life as it came to him.

  “Here’s my towel,” Brandon said, holding the bright yellow cloth out to her.

  Ashlyn shook her head one more time. “I’m really fine, thanks.”

  “I insist. Please.”

  Ashlyn reluctantly took the big yellow towel and wrapped it around her. It was warm, and it felt nice. It also gave her a chance to fix her clothing from clinging to her. She waited a few minutes, taking her time drying off. She wasn’t quite ready to see the last of this gentleman.

  “Maybe you should come and be an extra on set,” Ashlyn suggested, her stomach feeling fluttery. It was not as though she was asking him on a date, but that was sure what it felt like. She didn’t know how to handle a rejection or an acceptance. “They will take pretty much anyone if you come in about two days around nine in the morning.”

  “Where would I go?”

  Ashlyn gave Brandon the directions. “I don’t really know the requirements, but I know that they like to have a good mix of people.”

  “It sounds like a fun opportunity. Do I get paid?”

  Ashlyn shook her head. “No, extras just get the fun of being in the film.”

  “Does it give me a chance to possibly get a higher role?”

  Ashlyn shrugged as she remembered Javon. “Honestly, I don’t know. Sometimes, extras are given small speaking parts. I guess you never know where fate might take you.” She paused and slowly pulled the towel off her shoulders and handed it to Brandon. “I hope to see you there.”

  Brandon smiled. “I just might take you up on that offer. Do you need to be walked back to your accommodations?”

  Ashlyn looked up the beach then back at Brandon. He was a kind man, but she couldn’t keep him from his drive.

  “I’ll be just fine. I enjoy time by myself to just think sometimes, you know?” Ashlyn wondered if her comment would make him think that he wasn’t welcome, but Ashlyn was just speaking the truth. She was tired of evaluating her every action in how it must appear to a male. “If you ever want to come by just to hang out, we’re usually not filming in the evenings.”

  Brandon nodded. “Thanks for the invite.” Ashlyn took a step away. “Thanks for the save too.” Ashlyn smiled at him before she turned and walked away.

  Chapter Two

  Ashlyn didn’t know if she should even expect Brandon to show up, but there was a small part of her that hoped he would. During their first day, they blocked off one end of the beach and filmed an intimate scene between the main two characters. Ashlyn enjoyed the scene, because the words from both characters gave her hope for a future filled with love.

  That evening, Brandon did not come by. Ashlyn had showered as soon as they were done filming and changed into something that was semi-nice, but she didn’t want anyone to know if Brandon didn’t come, so she tried to occupy herself with a book and pretend that she wasn’t waiting for
anyone. She couldn’t hide her disappointment though as she climbed into bed at 12:00am and Brandon still hadn’t shown up. She held the same hope for the following night, but Brandon did not show up then either.

  The next morning, she had dark bags under her eyes from not sleeping well. And of course, that was when Brandon showed up for the extras casting. Ashlyn saw Brandon, and she waved to him as he was corralled around with the extras. He waved back, but they didn’t have an opportunity to talk. Ashlyn wondered if there was some way she could put in a good word for him, or if after letting the camera take a spill in the woods, it was better for her not to say anything. Gary still was not very happy with Ashlyn.

  Pamela approached Ashlyn. “Do you know that extra? He seems to be smiling your way an awful lot.”

  “Which one is it?” Ashlyn asked, not wanting to do anything to indicate that they were talking about Brandon.

  “He’s got dark, longish hair, looks like some sort of beach bum.”

  Ashlyn laughed. “Yeah, I met him the other day on the beach. That is an interesting story. I’ll have to tell it to you later.”

  Pamela laughed. “Ashlyn, you always have an interesting story. Your life is never boring like the rest of ours where we just work, eat, and sleep without any fun in the middle.”

  Ashlyn smiled, knowing her friends’ words were true. “Yeah, except with that guy, his name is Brandon, I really think he’s a gem. He’s a gentleman to begin with. He has that whole Southern charm thing going for him. I might see if he can hang out at the beach house after filming. Let me know what you think of him.”

  “Now, you want my opinion,” Pamela gave Ashlyn a serious look. “I thought you could navigate these waters by yourself.”

  Ashlyn shrugged. “Maybe I can, but I don’t know. I think Brandon may really be a good guy for once.”

  Pamela shrugged. “Invite him over. See how he does with groups. It’s hard to get a true perspective of a guy when you’re the only one observing him.”