Page 46 of Pleasure Island
I opened my mouth, desperate and determined to have her taste.
She made it easy, licking her tongue into my mouth, bringing an echo of the ocean with her.
She kissed me hungrily, and I was all but starving for air when she finally broke away. Her head fell back, and she guided my mouth to her neck. “There. Suck on me there…bite me.”
I did, my hands going to her breasts again.
She shivered against me, and I lifted my head to peer into her eyes, but they were closed, her mouth open. I went back to tracing the line of her neck with my mouth, curious to discover everything I could.
And Mila made it so easy.
She made noises of pleasure as I slid my lips from her neck down to her breasts again.
I had to duck my head to take the swollen peak between my lips, and that pulled my body farther away than I liked. I wanted to feelmoreof her, not less.
Logic decided to pay a visit. I could pick her up…and so I did, bracing her with a forearm under her hips while using my free hand to mold her other breast. She was incredibly soft – except where she wasn’t. Like her hard, tight nipple stabbing into the roof of my mouth as I sucked her deep inside.
Her other nipple was hard as a pebble as I rolled it and tugged on it.
She whimpered, and I froze, jerking my head up.
She caught my head between her hands and guided me back to where I was. “Turn your brain off,” she said again. “Just…feel…”
She moved against me then, shifting and wiggling until her knees hugged my hips.
She moved again, and it was like lightning had replaced my blood. I felt the wet heat between her thighs kiss my cock, and I thought it would drive me crazy.
She moved again, and this time, I moved with her. It sent my dick sliding across that wetness, and I shuddered.
“Put me down,” Mila said just before I thought I’d explode from the pleasure. I was shuddering with the need to do more than rock against her, but I obeyed. She caught my hand, and holding my eyes, guided it between her thighs. “Touch me here.”
Bracing my free arm against the wall of the shower, I buried my face against her neck as I cupped her.
She rocked her hips forward, a greedy moan rising in her throat. “More,” she demanded. “Touch me, Liam. Find out what I like. Show me what you like.”
I slid my finger along the slick folds and found her entrance.
“Yes…”
She worked a hand between us, and I jerked when she wrapped her fingers around my cock and began to pump.
All but mindless at her touch, I thrust my finger into her wet heat.
She arched closer. “Just…yeah…that’s…Liam, that’s good. Go faster, please…I want you to make me come.”
She pumped my cock.
Lost to everything but her, I began to thrust my finger harder, faster, feeling the hot suction of her pussy grasp at me. Adding a second finger caused her to moan harder, and I curved them until she hissed out my name.
“More…” she begged.
Yeah, a lot more.
Then she bucked against me and her legs buckled, and she started to convulse, her entire body clenching. “Mila?”
“Don’t stop,” she panted, working herself against my hand. I realized she’d slid her free hand between her thighs and I drew back, staring at her as she stroked herself.
“I love having my clit played with,” she said when I glanced back up at her.
