<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/40/LexiOCallahan.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Alexandra O’Callahan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=211572.msg10420133#msg10420133), Waitress<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Jax, Closed<br/><strong>Where:</strong>The Beach<br/><strong>When: </strong>Friday, August 1 | After Dark<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This (http://www.polyvore.com/alexandra_night_swimming/set?id=134073554)<br/><hr/>Alex felt his hands move up her back, finding the tie at the back of her bikini top. The top was an oddly put together thing, with only one tie, thin straps draping up and over her shoulder to connect with the thick strap that wrapped around her ribs and tied off in the back. When his hand found her hair, her body arched gracefully, laying back against the arm that held her up before she gave a squeal of surprise as he scooped her up in to his embrace, her heart speeding up in her chest even as he insisted that she trust him.<br/><br/>"I trust you," she whispered breathlessly, though she knew it wasn't one hundred percent true... she trusted him as much as she could given how little she knew him or knew of him.<br/><br/>Laid back on the blanket there, she bit her lower lip and looked up at him as he ran his hands along the flat plane of her stomach. His hands were rough, eliciting delicious, delighted shivers from her and causing her body to be covered in goosebumps as she watched him lean down. She offered her mouth for his kisses, but instead he nipped at her lower lip and she gasped some before letting out a soft giggle. He urged her to "release herself", to surrender to him and Alex blushed slightly, but her hand found his wrist, guiding it up to her bikini top, which sat loosely over her breasts with the back not secure, barely covering her lush mounds.<br/><br/>The feel of his breath against her neck and earlobe made her shudder and she let out a slow breath, her body shivering slightly as she urged his hand up and under the wet bikini to where her breast waited, nipple hard and aching, eager to be touched.<br/><br/>"I'm yours tonight," she murmured, and she knew it was true. Already her sex was wet and warm, clenching at the thought of being touched, of being filled. She needed this. Needed him.