“Then let’s remedy that straight away.” He cupped her cheek in one hand and drew her face to his.
His lips brushed lightly over hers, sending sparks skittering across her skin. He kissed her again, firmer this time, running his tongue over the seam of her lips, urging them open. She obliged, and he deepened the kiss, entering her mouth and swirling his tongue around hers.
He tasted of rum punch, and female musk, and spicy man all in one. Heaven. She sighed into his mouth, and his groan resonated against the back of her throat. She pulled away to take a breath, ever aware of her heart pounding. She looked up at Ace, and his gaze seared hers. His eyes had darkened to a smoldering umber. His forehead touched hers, and his beautiful full lips curved into a grin. Dimples. She hadn’t noticed them before. She reached up to touch one, the dark skin of his face warm and inviting.
She pushed him onto the blanket and fell on top of him. He cupped her cheeks again and pulled her to him for a kiss, but she giggled and pulled away. She unbuttoned his crisp formal shirt slowly, caressing his rock-hard chest as she pushed the garment off his shoulders. He cupped her breasts through her dress, and she leaned down and kissed him. A hot, sexy kiss, with open mouths and tangling tongues.
Hot. So fucking hot. That tongue—that amazing, talented tongue—had been in her pussy, tantalizing her. She wanted it there again. He rolled her over until he was on top and edged her dress up over her ass and tummy and then her breasts, revealing them to the moonlight. She raised her arms as he slid the dress over her head. The smooth breeze from the sea drifted over her warm skin.
In the distance, water splashed over the rocks creating their alcove, and crickets chirped in the darkness. Ace’s eyes met hers again, and her skin tingled. He lowered his head, kissed her between her breasts, and then pressed his lips to one milky white mound, circling it until he reached her hard nipple. He laved the tight bud, teasing it, and then sucked it between those gorgeous lips while his fingers plucked the other one.
Heat pooled between Lisa’s legs. She closed her eyes.
“No, look at me, love,” Ace said, his voice low and primal. “Don’t close your eyes.”
She opened her eyes and caught his smoky gaze as he lapped at her nipple. Grabbing his dreads, she pulled him upward and locked her mouth onto his. His musky scent, his spicy flavor—she couldn’t get enough.
He broke the kiss, still staring into her eyes. He licked between her breasts again, and then ventured lower, to her tummy, and placed one of her legs over his broad, beefy shoulder, never breaking eye contact. That alone made her hot. He trailed moist kisses over her inner thigh, and she shivered as heated chills shimmied across her flesh.
“I’m going to suck your pussy again, love,” he whispered, his breath a soft caress against her skin, wet from his kisses. He nibbled her thigh, and then slid his tongue into her hot, aching core.
Lisa was so sensitive, so on edge, she swore she could feel the roughness of each individual taste bud on his slick tongue. She panted, her body quivering, and he turned his head, nipped her thigh, and buried his face in her pussy again. He sucked her clit hard, making her burn, while he gripped her calf and squeezed it. His long wet tongue snaked over her clit and labia, and he seized one lip, pulling, tugging, scraping his teeth on the sensitive skin.
She gasped, nearly catapulting into space right there. He eased his fingers into her cunt, and when she was almost ready to burst, he removed them, reaching forward and tracing her lips with her juices. She sucked his fingers, tasting her own tang. And he watched. His blazing eye contact never faltered.
His mouth wasn’t on her pussy, but she shattered, taking his long fingers deep into her mouth as her walls convulsed. When her breathing returned to normal, she fisted her hands in his hair, pulled him to her, and kissed his luscious lips. His bottom half was still clothed, and his huge arousal pushed against her thigh.
She prodded at him playfully, and he rolled over, taking her with him, until she lay on top of him. She ground her wet pussy into his crotch.
“Ah, sweet, please. Let me out.”
Sliding down his body, she pressed her hard nipples into his solid brown torso and licked a path over his pecs, his taut belly, his navel. When she got to his erection, she slowly unzipped his pants and pulled out his big black cock.
“Oh, my God, Ace.” Her breath caught. He let out a raspy laugh.
“You’ve seen it before.”
“That doesn’t mean it isn’t magnificent.” A drip of pre-cum slid from the tip, and Lisa touched her tongue to its saltiness.
Ace tensed beneath her. His hand closed around the back of her neck, and she tickled the head of his cock with her tongue.
“Lisa, damn, that feels good.”
She smiled against his bulging head, running her tongue along the ridge. He moaned. She teased him for a few more seconds, and then thrust her lips downward, taking him deep. She gorged herself on his cock, kissing, sucking, eating, as he grazed the back of her throat. He glided his hands into her hair, gripped her head, and moved her up and down on his thick shaft.
“Ah, yes, sweet. Fuck me with your mouth, pretty Lisa. Suck me. Just like that.”
His deep, husky voice, his sultry accent drifted over Lisa in a haze of smoky desire. She teased his head, letting it rest on her lower lip as she flicked her tongue over it. He moaned her name, and it floated to her across the whispering breeze, sweet music to her ears. When he lifted his hips, nudging f
arther into her mouth, she pulled back and tormented him.
“Sweet torture, Lisa.”
“Serves you right.” She licked from his balls to the tip, like a popsicle. “You tricked me.”
“But I had good intentions.”
“Mmm.” She sucked him deep and then let him go. “That you did.”