“You don’t have a problem with who I am, right?” Renee asked, letting go of his hands and placing hers on his shoulders. “Not too many rich white guys are into seeing working class black girls.”
“Not a problem for me,” Grady replied, his hands falling to her waist. Their kiss came naturally next, and Grady leaned down just enough so that his lips brushed against hers.
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“I’d love to,” she said, knowing she wanted even more. She looked into his eyes, and she knew he wanted the same thing. Taking her hand again, they walked further along the beach, just enjoying the comfortable contact. With both of them knowing what was coming next, every step, every hearing of a gull cry or the crash of a wave became a soft lead in to their foreplay, building the anticipation of what was to come.
Reaching the end of the beach, they turned around and went back, neither of them talking much. There was no need. Every once in a while they’d look over at one another and smile, their eyes communicating more than words ever could. She could see in his eyes not only his desire for her, but his total acceptance of who she was, and his interest in her. When they reached the Jeep, again he held the door for her, kissing her hand like a old fashioned courtier before closing the door. Coming around to the driver’s seat, he smiled once more before turning the key and starting up the engine.
Renee was impressed by his house in Imperial Beach. A salmon pink, it had the funky surfer vibe she had expected of the area, without being pretentious. It was huge for the area, and she suspected that years ago it had been a beach side small hotel, but Grady had turned it into a beautiful home. He took her inside and to the back, which looked out onto the ocean itself. “Is the beach private?” she asked as she sat down in the chair he offered, watching the waves crash in the moonlight. The patio held a decent sized table, that Renee thought was probably meant for outdoor eating, and four sturdy wooden chairs in addition to the two wooden lounge chairs they were using.
“Supposedly, but since I’m not on the cliffs nobody really pays attention to the signs. I don’t really care as long as everyone respects the house itself. Thankfully, that hasn’t been a problem. I don’t want to have to move up onto the cliffs. I like being here where I can enjoy the ocean better.”
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Renee nodded, their conversation falling off for a moment while he went inside. He came out with two tumblers of Scotch, both blended with soda water. “If you’d like wine I can do that too.”
“No, wine is not one of my favorites,” she said, taking the glass. “But I’m not too big into alcohol anyway.”
Grady chuckled and took her glass back, set both tumblers aside. “Good, me neither. In fact, I’m more interested in this.”
Reaching out, he took her hand and pulled her to her feet, lifting her in his arms like she weighed barely anything before kissing her.
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His eyes almost glowed in the semi-darkness as he pulled her up into another kiss, nipping at her neck until she was clawing at the skin of his back in want and need.