Family Ties

Chapter 9

Evening was falling and Richie sat catching the last rays of the fading sun. Lizzie was laid on her stomach about a foot from him. By her even breathing he knew she was napping.

What a workout they'd had. He chuckled a bit thinking back. It must have been hours they'd spent, first chasing each other around like a couple of hoodlums, then battling in the surf, each one trying to get the best of the other.

She sure does fight dirty!

He shook his head with a smile as he recalled the fun of the afternoon.

Lizzie knew him all too well. She had called out " Rich look!! hot chick!" and pointed. Of course he couldn't resist whipping his head around to look. In the second he took to crane his neck in search of a lovely lady, Lizzie had dove under the water, grabbing his legs. He'd fallen like a tree, his arms flailing like rustling limbs.

He knew when he had come up out of the water sputtering and spitting a few profanities, he must have looked like a complete tool. His cheeks pinked a bit as he remembered Jon and Beth pausing their play to bust out in hearty gut wrenching laughter.

Richie glanced over at Jon who was sitting a few feet away. Beth was sat between his open legs. He chuckled as he watched Jon slather sun block on Beth's back. He gazed out at the setting sun and smirked, his thoughts dripping with sarcasm.

Great timing Jon! Just what she needs... sunblock at sundown.... that's not obvious... 

By the look on Jon's face, he was finding way too much enjoyment in that not so innocent act.

Richie stole a look towards Tico who had joined some of the road crew and a few other beach goers for a game of beach volleyball. He noticed how Teek had been keeping stern eye on Beth even while he was playing and thought maybe Jon was treading a very thin line at that moment.

He's a braver man than I am... I'll just keep my perverted thoughts to myself! Won't lose the family jewels that way! 

Everyone had seen the attraction that was evident in both Jon and Beth's eyes all day. Both had kept a lid on it and behaved as if nothing had changed, but Rich knew everything had. He glanced down at Lizzie's sleeping form.

Everything is changing now... God she's fuckin' beautiful 

He sighed. He just wondered how long it would be until Jon, or Beth got up the nerve to admit their attraction.

The way those two are violating each other with looks, won't be long before their hormones have em' dancin' the tango in the sheets!

Tearing his eyes away from Jon and Beth, he laid back and closed his eyes. He let his thoughts roam back to his first sight of Lizzie. Before he had realized exactly who it was he had been plotting to seduce that day, her hair slicked back from her face, little bits of water falling in pearls over her tanned smooth skin.

He turned on his side, opened his eyes and looked at her. He let his gaze travel up her form starting at her tiny feet.

Good lord even her feet are sexy... 

He let out a deep breath and let his gaze travel up the backs of her smooth tanned legs. He pushed his sunglasses up his nose, grateful that they shielded the direction of his eyes as he let them linger a bit too long on her ass.

An ass like that sends my mind straight to the gutter.... and my soul straight to hell.... 

He had to fight the urge to reach out and gently squeeze one of those perfect mounds.

Thinking of mounds sent his thoughts to her other assets. All day he'd tried his best not to stare at the perfect perky breasts. She carried then quite proudly. Her little string bikini molded itself to her. The cool ocean water had made them pucker under the material. The nipples poking prettily up from behind the damp material made his southern junction poke out and he'd had to run to his beach bag and drag on his loose Bermuda shorts.

Note to self: Never wear speedos around Lizzie again... NEVER 

He swore under his breath and laid back.

Why am I acting like such a perv? She's not some little groupie I can take back to my room and just fuck senseless. I have no business lookin' at Lizzie like a piece of meat..... but God Damn if she ain't Grade A USDA choice... 

"Fuck!" he hissed and closed his eyes.

I've gotta stop.... just stop it dumb ass

With more effort than he thought he'd need he managed to clear his mind of her long enough to fall into a gentle lazy half asleep daze.