Beach House - Sex Stories

Beach House

... sounds good. Be there in a sec." He tossed all of the silky things from the bottom of her bag into one of the dresser drawers and headed down stairs. ---------- The rest of the day passed without event. Lunch, walk through downtown, dinner at a local place and back to the house for what Delilah had called the first movie night of the summer. She'd picked out a random chic flick from the eclectic selection the rental unit provided. Darren would have preferred something with a little less romance and a little more ninja sword fighting but he didn't feel like arguing the point. Things had started to feel normal again between them and he was walking on eggshells to keep it that way. Darren sat in the middle of the loveseat with popcorn and waited for Delilah to start the movie. "Scootch over." Delilah said when she turned towards him. "Sit in the chair. I'm a big guy, I need a big place to sit." Darren replied with a cocky grin. He spread his arms and legs out to take up more room. "Yeah well I like to cuddle when I watch a movie and I can't cuddle by myself." She replied as she tried to squish in next to him. "You can't cuddle with me crazy. I'm your b*****r. Why don't you cuddle with a blanket." Darren tried to laugh it off but the more she wiggled next to him the more uncomfortable he got. "We always used to cuddle. Come on, it's just a movie. It's not like I'm asking you to spoon me." Delilah fluttered her lashes comically at him. He couldn't help but give in to her. "Okay. ...

... Just for the movie. You're so spoiled." He laughed and wrapped one arm around her shoulder when she burrowed into his chest. They settled in and halfway through the movie Darren hardly thought about Delilah's soft body wrapped up his arms. Her head was nestled under his chin and he could smell the familiar fruity shampoo she'd been using for years. It felt right holding her like this, it felt like home. And by the time the credits rolled Delilah was asl**p and Darren was once again feeling the peace of the beach house. "Come on sl**py head. Time for bed." Darren whispered to Delilah. She mumbled incoherently so he tried again. "Rise and Shine. Nice soft bed up there. Gotta get up and go." She shifted an inch or so but didn't wake. "Carry me?" She mumbled. "You're not a k** anymore. I'll break my back." He teased. Delilah let out a mumbled laugh but showed no other sign of waking. Darren sighed and shifted her to the side so he could maneuver one arm under her legs and the other behind her back. "Alright. Up we go little girl." He said as he stood. She was small in his arms and he felt a wave of protectiveness flow through him. At the top of the stairs he stopped again. "Hey you have to wake up now. You can't sl**p in your clothes, you'll get the bed all sandy. You have to change and get ready for bed. I'm gonna put you down on the edge here so you can change." Darren said as he set her gently on the bed. He held onto her shoulders as she finally opened her eyes and stretched. ...