The HOT IN THE HAMPTONS Series
Summer Dreaming by Liz Matis
Summer Temptation Wendy S. Marcus
Summer Sins by Jennifer Probst
- Sean –
Normally, the lifeguards practiced on each other so I wasn’t used to practicing on a hot babe. I reminded myself to act like a professional. I preached the safety rules and regulations like it was the Ten Commandments. I had to set a good example, especially for the younger lifeguards.
With each stroke I prepared myself for the save, even if it was a mock one. Each rescue involved a series of decisions. In rough water, Blake and I would have tag-teamed it, one swimming out with a torpedo buoy and the other using the line to pull the victim back to shore. If a swimmer was farther out, we’d use surfboards. But since practice rescues weren’t on the morning workout schedule I had none of that.
On a perfect white flag day, like today, I was doing it old school. There was no need for Blake or any of the other guards to get involved.
Surfacing, I swept the water, even though like a dolphin’s radar I knew exactly where Kelsey was. With ten more feet to go, I ducked my head in the water.
As I zeroed in, I fought the urge to take her into my arms and kiss her.
It didn’t matter that’d I’d seen hundreds of hot babes on the beach before. Kelsey was… different. I couldn’t explain it. Not yet.
I surfaced in front of her. “I’m here to save the day.”
“Gee, I was hoping for that Hoff guy.”
“This ain’t Baywatch, babe.”
My training kicked in. I grabbed her right arm with my right hand, and in one motion pulled her to me as I turned her around. Ignoring the tinge of pink on her shoulders, I hooked my arms underneath her into the cross-chest carry and began to kick.
I was the fucking poster boy for lifeguarding. Until she moved. With my body beneath hers, her ass bumped my dick, sparking an arousal I wasn’t prepared for.
“Don’t help,” I said more sternly than I should have, but I was frustrated. All eyes were on us. This wasn’t the time or place to play ocean games even if the siren in my arms tempted me from my post.
“Sorry.”
Now I felt bad. If a victim was able, they could help kick to shore, but the thought of Kelsey, accidentally or purposely rubbing up against me, and I’d be the one in need of rescue.
I needed a distraction from the way her long hair floated in the water, exactly like the mermaid she’d claimed to be.
“So do you come to this beach often?”
“Oh, more lifeguard humor. Do you talk to all your victims this way?”
“I make conversation to reassure them.” Which was true, but I’d never used a lame line like that before.
Our limbs tangled as I let a gentle wave carry us the rest of the way to shore. I dragged her arm around my shoulder like she was any other drowning victim and helped her to her feet.
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