Before I’d even realized it, we were halfway across the private beach and we found ourselves in a quiet, deserted cove outlined by towering rocks and shrubbery. The villa had disappeared behind the rocks and the resort was nowhere to be seen. It felt as though Rylee and I were in our own little world, completely separate from anyone else.
I looked down at her face then and tried to search desperately for something in her expression that might give me the answer to all the questions I didn’t even know I had. Her bright blue eyes looked up at me and they were even more beautiful than I remembered. I wanted to hold onto that moment forever.
“You did really well with Jayden today, Spencer,” she said, breaking the tentative silence that surrounded us.
I nodded. “I hope so. I’m already in love with the little guy. You really did a good job of raising him, Rylee,” I told her sincerely.
A bright, toothy smile stretched across Rylee’s face then and I couldn’t hold myself back anymore. I reached out and pulled her close to me, holding her small frame in my arms and enjoying her warmth.
“Rylee, I’ve never met a girl like you. I just can’t get you out of my mind. All through the years we spent apart, I always thought of you,” I confessed to her, our faces inches apart. “Maybe I was even obsessed with you. I don’t know. All I know is that in the last five years that we’ve been apart, I’ve never dated anyone else and I never wanted to.”
Rylee’s mouth dropped open. “I… I never dated anyone else either,” she admitted in a breathy whisper. “I told myself that it was because I wanted to focus all my energy on Jayden, but the truth is…” She paused and took a breath. “The truth is that I couldn’t find anyone that compared to you. Not even a little bit.”
The two of us stared into each other’s eyes for a short moment before I finally gave in. I leaned in and closed the small gap between us, placing my lips against hers. At the very first touch, Rylee eagerly kissed me back. Our lips moved against one another as if they belonged there. I couldn’t hold back anymore. I allowed my tongue to push past the seam of her lips and taste her sweetness. She gasped against me and her whole body went lax in my hands. I tugged her closer to me and gripped her hips tight in my hands.
“God, Rylee, I need you,” I whispered against her lips. “It’s been too long. I need to have you again.”
“Yes,” she moaned back, her arms wrapping around my neck. “I need you too.”
Before I could do anything, Rylee had already dropped down to her knees in the sand in front of me and I looked down in shock. Her hands went straight for the zipper of my jeans and I sucked in a breath at the thought of where this was leading. My cock was already hard and aching against the tight denim of my pants and I was desperate for relief.
Rylee finally worked my jeans open and pulled them down to my knees. The cool air hit my thighs and I gasped in surprise, but I didn’t have any time to complain because my underwear soon followed. My cock slapped against my stomach as it was freed and I moaned in delight.
“Oh, Rylee, you’re so beautiful,” I told her as I reached out and cupped her face with my hand. She looked up at me with a sinfully sweet expression and bit into her plump bottom lip. It was an image that would forever be etched into my memory.
Her hand reached up and took hold of my length before she began pumping it in her fist. The heat of her palm made me groan and I felt my balls tighten in arousal. I’d never felt turned on by anyone as much as I was turned on by Rylee.
“Does it feel good, Spencer?” she asked with a smug smile in my direction.
I sucked in another breath and nodded. Rylee took the encouragement well and began to grow more confident in her movements. She rubbed her thumb over the tip of my head before opening her mouth and pushing my cock inside of it.
My eyes rolled back in my head as a warm, wet heat completely engulfed my erection. It wasn’t like I was a stranger to getting a blow job, but something about the way Rylee eagerly and enthusiastically sucked my long, thick length down her throat made me ache with desire. My hands stroked along her face and ended up in her hair, holding her and encouraging her movements.
“That’s it, baby. Suck it,” I hissed as she ran her tongue along the underside of my dick.