<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/>With Jax standing there over her, looking down in to her eyes, only the glow of the moon and stars allowing them to see each other. It cast a ghostly silver light over the water that lapped at their skin and she bit her lower lip. She could sense him getting closer before she could see it, feeling the heat of his body through the water between them. Before she knew it, he was drawing her close, his hands at the small of her back and her curves were pressed firmly in to the unyielding muscle of his chest and stomach.<br/><br/>A slight gasp escaped her at the sensation, her nipples going hard in her bikini top, easily felt through the thin fabric. A deep blush colored her cheeks and her lips parted as if she were going to speak, only to have him lean down toward her. Their mouths met and for a moment, Alex was too stunned by his words and actions to react.<em>This night is far too beautiful to not be in the arms of a lover…</em>his words moved through her mind like a caress at first, and before she knew it, the petite redhead was letting her lips relax beneath his own, returning his kiss in a tender, quiet moment there with the water around them.<br/><br/>As he pulled back, her eyes opened once more to look up at him, wide and surprised but not at all looking as if she wanted to protest his actions. What on earth was wrong with her? She’d never have allowed something like this before… but here, in the water with only the moon to bear witness, some part of her just wanted to give in to instinct, to melt against him and let him sweep her up in his wild, feral passion.<em>Let me show you why you shouldn’t be alone,</em>he prompted her, and Alex blushed again, glancing toward the fire before looking back at him.<br/><br/>Her hands lifted to rest against his chest, and for a moment she was sure she would push him away. It was the right thing to do. The logical thing to do. The moral thing to do. But her body betrayed her.  Instead of doing the right or moral thing, her hands slowly slid up and over the ink-stained skin toward his shoulders, then up to his neck and behind it where her fingers laced. Without thought, she lifted herself, the buoyancy of the water and his own strength allowing her to pull her legs up and around his middle, ankles locking behind the small of his back. She felt the heat of his flat stomach against her sex through the bikini bottoms, felt her breasts brush his chest for a moment, and she swallowed gently.<br/><br/>Looking in to his eyes, she leaned in and at the last moment, just as her lips brushed over his own, her eyes closed again, inviting him silently to do more… to pursue more.