“You’ve got a dirty mouth for an accountant.” I walk closer, putting my own drink down and reaching for the ties myself as I pull her into me.
“Mind, too. It’s fucking filthy in here.” My fingers yank at the string, one hand sliding into the back of the bottoms to squeeze that peachy ass hard enough that she flinches. “You still want some?” She doesn’t answer me, just stares, mouth open a little at my handling.
It’s answer enough for me.
My hand turns her neck to the side, lips dragging over it before I’ve thought any more. I’m ravenous for her, and she tastes so damn good, like sun-drenched beaches and sin. Salt lingers in my mouth, mingling with the unique flavour of her. I slide lower, nudging the material out of the way so I can get to her nipple and suck it into my mouth. Her hands find my hair, a low moan sounding out as I rim the hard peak and pull it into my teeth. She gasps at that, nails digging into my scalp and winding this swollen dick up.
“Nate?”
“Mmm.” Fuck, she feels like silk in my mouth.
“Quickly.”
I lift her before she makes another noise, hands manoeuvring her down to the water’s edge as she grips on and tries to pull my mouth to hers. My head rears back, ready to feel my dick inside her and nothing more.
Calculated fucking. She agreed. Nothing more.
We roll, lips roaming over any skin on offer as I push my shorts off and throw them up the beach along with the material she’s removing. It’s frantic all of a sudden, fingers and hands grasping at limbs as the water sluices over our bodies.
My teeth sink into her shoulder, part of me desperate to taste those lips on offer as my body writhes under her nails. She’s harsh and soft, grasping for whatever she feels like with no hesitation, her own desperation making me want more of this than I should. We’re like two teenagers in a back alley, desperate and needy for something we’ve never done before. It’s confounding, winding me up further as my mouth gets closer to hers.
She suddenly lifts my chest off her somehow, bracing me up so I look down at her, and then fucking slaps me.
What the hell?I glare in response, my dick just about ready to attack her for the move.
“You’ll never forget that,” she snaps out breathlessly, hands pulling me back down on her. “Get on with it.”
Jesus.
I push her legs further apart, roughly handling her body with as much angst as I dare let out. She deserves it after that slap, and it only seems to heighten her mood anyway, channelling every damn thought I’m having about her to triple into mindless filth. Dark nights, long fucking days. My dick burns with the images, nudging at her exposed wet pussy and damn near pleading for entry as she squirms and writhes.
“Shit. Condom.”
“I’m good. We’re good, now get on with it already.”
“Stay still,” I snap out, grabbing at her wrists and levering my weight flatter on her. She calms a little, hips still twisting but her body beginning to settle as she pants out. “I want to see you the first time. Watch you.” Her wrists flex under my hands, enough so that I ease off them and slide my fingers over her skin instead. “I like watching, like seeing the moment.” She smiles a little, a dirty lilt making her tongue roam across her lips.
“Kiss me when you do it,” she says, her hips rising into mine. I half halt my dick, trying to stop whatever feeling she’s trying to achieve. “Wrap your arm under me, Nate, and kiss me like we’ve done this forever.” She moves her own hands, threading them through my hair and staring up into my eyes. It’s a fucking moment I’ll never forget, more so than the slap, because those deep brown eyes tear through me. They show me something that isn’t meant for Cane. Warmth. Love. Some sense of damn honesty that has no place on this beach. And before I know what I’ve done, I’ve pulled her up to me, dick breaching her at the same time as my tongue.
We both moan through our lips, desperate to taste something I’ve forgotten how to give, and her legs wrapping around me only pushes us further into whatever the hell this is becoming. She clings on like her life depends on it, deepening our fucking into something only the most privileged deserve.
I pull back, letting my dick shove deeper into her so I can watch her writhe under it, be distant, see her reactions and learn everything there is to learn for my own selfish reasons. But I’m drawn down again by my own thoughts, unable to stay away from those lips.
Fucking lost.
Again.
