Thread: Of Land & Sea { Penitency & Enigma_x }

Laying back in his lounge chair, Grayson began to laugh at her comment made seconds ago. She could watch his striated core rising and falling with every inhale and exhale through his nose. No, not to breed. God no. Both of his oceanic eyes closed for a moment and basked in the sensation of the wind gusting around him. It also helped that Grayson was also joined by beautiful company. There was never a thought that such a naive girl was here for nefarious intent. Both of them already seemed to have a mutual trust that came naturally, instead of something developed over time. I am not looking for children, right now. I don't have the time, and I haven't found the right woman. My mind is too focused on other things to deal with it. Following his words, Grayson turned his head atop of his hands so that he could peer toward her with one eye narrowly opened his dark brown strands messed about through his fingers. Her next sentence had a brow quirking over that half opened eye before he turned his head in direction of the cloudless sky above them again. I guess you could say that. He would respond to her distantly as he pondered on the idea for a moment. A deep exhale would escape through his nose, which only forced his colossal pectorals to rise up before falling slowly atop of the slotted rib cage that housed them. Grayson had a peek at her again as she arched her back and offered herself to the intense rays beaming down at them without mercy. There was no way Grayson could hold back the hard shift of his throat when he admired her from a short distance away. After they had their brief exchange, the couple opted for silence as the sounds of exotic birds passing overhead came frequently. There was a relaxing ambiance from the motors working beneath them, generating a soft wake at the rear as the rippling waters continued to crash audibly against the hull. Truthfully, there was nothing like it. Luna was experiencing luxury in ways many Americans would never have in their lifetime. When Luna jumped up and bolted into the interior, Grayson sat up and looked over his mountainous shoulder in a state of bewilderment. Are you okay? Gone . She was already inside as he began to pick himself out of the lounge chair and came to a stand along side it. Grayson ran a hand through his brown hair, sweeping it to one side, before casually walking toward the sliding door she had left opened in her haste. Leaning his muscular upper torso through the opening, Grayson's radiant eyes shifted about the quiet interior. Where did she go? Moments later, he'd find a soaked Luna returning to him as she crossed over the wood floors of the inner deck. Oh, alright... yeah, not a problem. I thought something was seriously wrong. Grayson began to step back outside, One sec... He'd walk over to the table next to his chair, pick up his glass of bourbon, and began to walk back toward the glass door. Stepping into the interior, he carefully slid the glass panel behind him closed again. Hmm? He'd hum as the glass thudded closed behind him softly. A smirk pushed beyond his lips as he looked down at her with his studious gaze. I am not just going to leave you out there. A beautiful thing such as yourself... The sound of Grayson's iPhone ringing in his pocket cut the sentence short as he dug for it with his free hand. I need to take this. He'd bring the cell phone before his massive chest and peer down upon the screen, Yes, I do. Go ahead - lay down and rest. The deck is yours. We should be home soon... With that, the male walked around her as he began to march down the stairs toward the quarters, speaking back into the phone after putting it to his ear, Speak to me. His voice then trailed off the further he went away. After an hour or so, the yacht would begin to break the stronger waves of the always busy Miami Beach . The sounds of the city would instantly begin to become audible with the rush of traffic, or the hum of commotion by beach goers. Skillfully, the captain steered them toward the exclusive neighborhood where Grayson's Miami home was located. There was a large and expansive dock located at the rear of the house, which the gigantic boat was anchored alongside of. Beyond the dock was a massive pool, then patio, and finally his sprawling, two story house neighbored by celebrities and other millionaires alike. When the boat found the side of the dock, Adrian would fetch Luna, only to lead her upon the ramp as Grayson stood tall beyond it. His hands tucked into his pockets as he stood waiting for her on the dock, at the end of the ramp, as if seeing his date for the second time. How do you like it? He'd note with a smile growing upon his face before motioning to his house with a hand.