When she was face down she didn't have to look me in the eyes—she felt confident, hidden, body safe under my hands. But now, with her front exposed, she had to face me—vulnerable, thick body on full display under the hot sun, every curve bare and shining, no hiding.
She put her hands subtle over her pussy on the bikini bottom—tiny black triangle barely covering swollen lips, fingers pressing light like she could hide the wetness seeping through the fabric, dark spot growing visible.
"Alex… let's stop… I feel too shy," she said soft, looking shyly away, not meeting my eyes, cheeks burning redder, breath quick.
"Lan… I told you, you have to live free," I said calm, putting my hand gentle on her arm, stroking slow to encourage. "You don't have to think about anything. Just let me make sure you don't get sunburn today, okay?"
