I pull him closer, needing more. Always needing more.
Moving my hand down, I push past his swimming shorts and fist my hand around his cock. He grunts into my mouth as I start to move my hand up and down, loving the feel of him growing hard for me.
I move my other hand into his hair, tugging hard, eliciting a deep, feral moan from him.
His fingers find my pussy, and moving my bottoms to one side, he pushes two fingers inside of me. I arch my back and lift my leg, wrapping it around him. He adds a third finger, stretching me as he moves his mouth down to my nipple, sucking hard through the fabric of my bikini top. I cry out, pumping my hand faster, gripping him tighter as his thumb connects with my clit, moving in circles, his fingers still inside of me.
I struggle to hold myself up as my legs start to tremble and Nate moves to my other nipple, lavishing the same attention on that one too.
I feel the pre-cum at the head of his cock, and I run my thumb over it, taking my hand out of his trunks and bringing my thumb to my lips, sucking his taste off of me.
“Fuck,” he says as he lifts me up, my back scratching against the bark, but I don’t care. He pushes his trunks down and pulls my bottoms to the side before he slams into me. “So. Fucking. Hot,” he growls out as he pounds in and out, his power unrelenting.
I hold his stare, seeing everything he feels for me. Love, lust, want, need, protectiveness, it’s all there.
My eyes want to flutter closed as he rubs my clit again, but I force myself to keep watching him, to be able to see the moment when I make him come undone.
His hand comes to the nape of my neck, and he threads his fingers through my hair, holding me as he brings my forehead to rest against his.
“All. Fucking. Mine,” he whispers.
“Yes. All fucking yours,” I tell him, and he groans, pounding even harder, pushing me even quicker towards my release. He pinches my clit, and I’m done. I clench around him, feeling him hit deep inside of me, dragging out my orgasm until I’m trembling so fucking hard. And then he’s there, his lips smashing against mine as he releases inside of me.
A satisfied smile crosses my face.
I’m the happiest I have ever been, and I realise that no matter where we are, as long as I’m with him, I’m home.
Chapter Thirty-Three
Nate
“You ready to go ladies?” I ask as I walk into the spacious living accommodation we have for the remainder of our stay. Zoey has her own suite on the opposite side of the hallway to us, but during the day, we’re all spending time together wherever we are.
“Where are we going?” Zoey asks excitedly as she stands up and walks over to me.
“Just wait and see.”
“Always such a stiff,” she says, and I laugh. I never give anything away before I need to, and it has always driven her nuts. But this time, it’s just to prolong the suspense––and hopefully the excitement that will follow.
Kat comes walking from the bedroom and looks fucking delicious in the dress she’s wearing––which is white with a slit up each side that goes to mid-thigh, her tanned skin showing beneath, her hair down in natural waves and her face free of any makeup. Yeah, I’m going to eat that later.
“I’m ready,” she says with a smile, and I turn and lead the way before I turn into a fucking caveman and drag her ass to the bed––or anywhere really. Doesn’t have to be a bed, could be the goddamn street for all I care.
Shit. Calm down, Nate, no need for a boner right now.
We make our way out of the suite and down to the lobby, where I can already see the car I ordered waiting outside for us. This hotel is the best on the island, and all the staff are more than eager to help seeing as I tip pretty damn generously. No one here knows what I do, so no one looks at me with any fear, and I have to say, it’s rather refreshing. Here, I can just be Nate. Not a crime lord. Not someone that has to inflict pain and suffering or kill anyone that crosses my path.
The car door is opened by the driver and the ladies get in the back, but I take the passenger seat so I can give directions to where we need to go.
I can feel the buzz coming from both of them as we start to drive away from the hotel, and it is bloody infectious because I feel buzzed too.
I’ve never relaxed this much in my life, and it’s something I really didn’t realise I needed until now.
We make our way through the town and to the outskirts of the island, taking a few turns here and there until we’re moving up the driveway that will take us to our destination. No one asks any questions, and I smile as I see Kat and Zoey taking in our surroundings, their eyes wide with wonder.
I only hope that momentum keeps going for what I have planned.
As we move further up the driveway, a large house comes into view with balconies for the rooms on the second level, a fountain in the middle of the driveway, and the beach spread out in front of us.
