The Lifeguard - Erotic Short Story

By Vanessa Salt

A lifeguard changes the yellow flag for a red flag on the beach Playa de las Burras in San Agustín. The currents are dangerous and nobody is allowed to get in the water. Alejandro walks up to one of the few tourists on the beach to inform her about the danger; a beautiful woman who seems to want to get in the water anyway.The handsome lifeguard who is walking towards Kiara with his sweaty muscles flexing turns her on—Just as does the thought of him getting in the water to physically try to stop her from swimming.-

• Language: English
• Publisher: LUST
• Release date: Aug 21, 2020
• ISBN: 9788726318760

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Vanessa Salt

The Lifeguard

LUST

The Lifeguard

Original title:

Badvakten

Translated by Emma Ericson

Copyright © 2019 Vanessa Salt, 2020 LUST

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ISBN 9788726318760

1st ebook edition, 2020.

Format: Epub 2.0

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LUST

The Lifeguard

Holiday, finally!

Kiara buried her toes in the sand of Playa de las Burras and soaked in the hot sun as it painted her face golden. There were very few tourists in Gran Canaria at this time of the year, especially in San Agustín. The white sunbeds were arranged in neat rows on the beach. The pale orange parasols didn’t match the worn-out green mattresses, and the paint was peeling off the tables. If Kiara squinted, she could see three tourists on sunbeds and two others walking among the cliffs on the left side of the beach. Nobody was in the water.

It wasn’t a great situation if she wanted to meet someone, but perfect if she wanted to be left alone. She didn’t really know how she felt yet. Maybe she wasn’t ready to meet someone new?

She thought about the aesthetics of the island for a while; her father was from here and it had felt very natural to come here to heal. When she saw the last-minute trip, she booked it straight away.

A warm breeze came from the ocean and blew through her hair. She pulled the towel closer around herself. The sound of the waves felt therapeutic, just as the scent of the seaweed. The closer to the water she was, the more her skin tingled. She couldn’t wait to be embraced by the cool water. It was all that she needed after