He pushed into me again and again, slowly yet firm, commanding. My body rose and fell with each thrust as I clamped down around him, the euphoria quick to build as I held his gaze, the two of us lost in each other’s gaze.
“I love the way you clench around me,” he said, his voice ladened with sex, lips barely moving as he spoke. “You need me, don’t you?”
“Y-yes.”
“Tell me.”
“I… Fuck. I n-need you.” I gasped, too lost in this feeling to deny anything anymore, no matter how vulnerable it left me.
“That’s my girl.”
Henry’s mouth fell to the curve between my collarbone and neck, and he bit down lightly before he sucked at the skin there as though marking his territory. I wanted to throw my head back and moan, to let him claim me in any way he wished, but I somehow stayed curled into him, letting him push in and out as jolts of pleasure built up and spread across my stomach, making my head dizzy.
I wanted to come, but I wanted him inside me first.
Curling my fingers into his back, I nuzzled into his neck before rising up to his ear and whispering, “I need you inside me when I come, Henry. All of you.”
He stilled as though my words caught him by surprise before he drew back to look me in the eye again. He didn’t say anything as he pulled his fingers out of me, fisted his cock between us, and pressed it to my bare pussy, where he waited for… something?
“I want this,” I reassured him. “I need you.”
“I know. I just… I want to remember this moment.”
Those few words mixed with the look on his face were almost too much to bear, but then he began to move again, and before I could say or do anything, Henry slowly pushed himself inside me, inch by glorious inch, until I didn’t think I could take anymore.
My brows rose, and my mouth parted as we stared at each other, taking it all in.
“Jesus, Phoebe,” he breathed, pulsing inside me when I clenched around him, making me fuller than I’d ever been.
“You feel…”
“… incredible,” he finished.
“Yeah,” I sighed heavenly.
Henry began to move, slowly at first, allowing me to adjust to the size of him, which hadn’t been a surprise. Everything about Henry had been impressive from the first moment I walked into him, and this may have been the most impressive thing of all.
“Curl into me,” he moaned as he dug his fingers into my arse cheeks again and pulled me even closer, the water making me weightless in his arms. “Make it look like we’re hugging while I hold you like this and fuck you until you want to scream. I’ll bounce your pretty pussy up and down my cock, and no one will have a clue about it but us. Another dirty secret of ours.”
Oh, God. This man was going to break me, and I wanted nothing more than to submit to his destruction.
I did as he asked, wrapping myself around him, even though all I wanted to do was stare into his eyes and watch every expression on his face as we didthisfor the very first time. But the moment he really started to move, the waves sloshing around us, I didn’t give a damn about anything other than the ecstasy building within me.
He thrust sharp and hard, hitting me deep inside until I felt like I couldn’t breathe. My short, heavy pants against his ear soon turned into elongated moans I couldn’t hold back. Moans Ididn’t want to hold back. His grunts only made my orgasm grow closer, along with the little curse words he set free every time it felt too good for him to control. We fucked in the ocean with no one around us as though we’d die if we came apart for even a second. My body sang and my mind went into a state of blissful euphoria all over again, because being bad with Henry felt too natural. Toogood.
“Henry, I’m?—”
“Me, too,” he panted. “Fuck, me, too.”
“I need to see you,” I said, pulling back and pressing my forehead against his, not caring who saw what, or thought we looked too intimate. I didn’t care about anything but this feeling. My God, this feeling. “So… full,” I whimpered. “Of you. I want you… everywhere.”
“Jesus. You’re…fuck.”
With our heads pressed together and our breaths becoming one, we climbed and climbed and climbed until sweat began to bead on his forehead, and his mouth hung open limply. As if he knew I was right on the edge, he reached around and pressed his thumb to my clit, making me see not only the stars, but every part of the galaxy, too. With a few slow but firm rotations of his thumb, my orgasm exploded, making my body shudder in his grip and all my noises of appreciation fall free until I became completely limp in his arms, being held up by only him and the ocean that caressed our skin like a third party in this scandalous affair.
“So… damn… beautiful,” he managed to push out, then he slammed into me one final time before he pulled himself out completely, emptying himself into the ocean instead of inside me.
Our breaths were ragged as we just stared at each other, not knowing what to say. All the sexual tension had built up to thisvery moment, where we’d finally screwed and brought things to a head.
