He broke the kiss, wrapped his arm around her middle, pulled her up on his lap and back against him. One hand went back up under her sweater to her bare breast, the other handgently slid up the outside of her leg, bringing her skirt up to her hip. He took his time, fondling her breast, kissing her neck, and sweeping that hand up and down her thigh until finally his fingers dipped between her legs and up and over her mound. He rubbed the heel of his hand against her clit and brushed his fingers over her damp panties.
“I wake up to dreams of you riding me hard,” he confessed. “I have to wrap my hand around myself. But the relief I get is nothing compared to how it will feel to be deep inside you.” He pressed against her clit again, and her inner muscles quaked from his touch and his words.
His cock pulsed at her backside. “Damn, sweetheart, you are so beautiful.” He plucked at her nipple with his fingers and pulled her panties aside so he could touch her wet folds, his fingers barely grazing her heated skin.
“Gray, please.”
“Greedy. I like it.” He shifted her so he could kiss her at the same time he plunged one finger, then two deep inside her. She gasped and he took the kiss deeper, sliding his tongue along hers as his fingers caressed in and out of her slick vagina, her inner muscles clenching to pull him back in.
“That’s it sweetheart, let go.”
Her skirt brushed her sensitive thighs and his fingers went deep, stroking her as he kissed her again and pressed the heel of his hand to her swollen clit. She rocked against his hand, forgetting where they were and that anyone could come up on them. She lost herself in his kiss and the wonderful way hemade her feel. In a passion-fueled haze, she came with a groan he swallowed with one last deep kiss before he gathered her close and held her in his arms.
“So damn beautiful.” He kissed her on the head.
His thick erection was still cuddled up against her backside. She rolled her hips back into him.
“Don’t. I’m so damn close. Just give me a sec.”
“Do you have a condom?”
“Baby, I’ll only be able to manage getting inside you before I lose it.”
“I’ll take it.”
He squeezed her tight to his body. “That’s not how I imagined our first time.”
“I mean it, Gray. I want to feel you inside me. Right now.”
He glanced around, then leaned to one side and pulled out his wallet. With one hand he found the condom and shifted so she was sitting on his thighs. Behind her he undid his slacks. She shifted just enough to slide her hand up and down his length while he opened the condom.
“Hurry,” she said, wanting to feel him fill her.
“You’re distracting me.” He put his hand around hers on his dick. “You have no idea how much I like having your hands on me.”
“I bet you’ll like being inside me better.”
He groaned, pulled her hand away, rolled the condom on, and took her by the hips. “You’re sure?”
She shifted up on her knees. “Please.”
His hands went under her skirt and pulled it back and overhim. The thick head of his penis rubbed against her soft folds. There was a sharp tug on her panties to get them out of the way, and then all she had to do was sink back on him. She groaned at the heady sensation of him seated deep inside her.
“Don’t move.” He breathed deep and his dick pulsed, sending out waves of heat through her system. All she wanted to do was move and intensify the glorious feelings. He was very close. But he slid his hand around her hip and found her clit with the pad of his finger and softly stroked it in circles. She rocked against him, unable to move up and down too much in their position, but, god, the rippling pleasure that shot through her.
“You feel so good, sweetheart. I should have taken you back to my hotel, laid you out on the bed, and fucked you all night.”
“Later,” she said, pushing down hard on him, taking him deep as his finger swept over that sweet spot and her muscles clenched with another orgasm. Gray gripped her hips and brought her up and down on his hard shaft and held her there as he spilled himself inside her.
His forehead rested on the back of her neck, his breath heaving in and out as his body relaxed under hers, but his grip on her hips didn’t loosen. He held her close.
“I know that didn’t last very long.”
It didn’t matter to her, because knowing that he wanted her that bad, that touching her and getting her off made him that combustible... It made it all the better. And he’d made sure she got off again before him when he had every right to just take what she offered.
She watched the water rush up the shore and smiled becauseher happiness needed a way to express itself. She glanced over her shoulder and met his steady gaze.
He smiled back. “That was so damn good.”