“When?” I demanded.
His chuckles turned into a low laugh. “We’re in public,” he chastised.
I chanced a glance around and then gave him a baleful glare. “There’s no one else here.”
“There are probably cameras,” he said.
“So?” I replied tartly. “It’s not like they’ll be able to see anything.”
His eyes widened and I knew I’d surprised him. In fact, I’d surprised myself. I wasn’t usually so...adventurous. The fire of lust in my veins, however, was certainly entertaining the idea of doing it right here, out in the open, where anyone could walk by and see us. I knew Bellamy would shield me if anyone happened to come by, but the likelihood was low. We hadn’t seen a soul out here since we had arrived.
“Don’t tell me you’re scared?” I challenged softly.
“Oh, Sweetheart.” His gaze was dangerous as it slid over my face. “You could tempt a fucking eunuch.”
“I don’t want to tempt a fucking eunuch.” I repeated his words with a grin. “I want to tempt you. Is it working?”
Another hard kiss jarred me. Our teeth clanked unevenly as the hand on my breast shot up and held my head steady for his onslaught. I opened willingly, moaning as he took control, pressing me back into the tiled wall. “Yes,” he gasped, pulling away after a moment. “God, yes.”
“Good,” I whispered as I reached back and untied the knot holding my top up. I let it fall and relished the fire that grew in his eyes as he leaned forward and took one tender bud into his mouth.
With a sigh, I relaxed into his hold and let one of my hands drift up further into the strands of his hair, playing with them as he sucked my nipple between his teeth and bit down just enough for the pressure to send a shot of lust through my system. I groaned and wiggled against him.
“More,” I begged. “I want more.”
Bellamy reached beneath me and freed himself from the confines of his swim trunks. Strong fingers slid between my thighs, tugging the elastic fabric of my bikini bottoms to the side. His mouth released me as he lifted me up until I hovered a few inches above where his cock stood, tall and proud. And finally—finally—he lowered me down. I sank onto him, tightening as he pushed his way forward, powering into me.
“Bellamy…” I whispered his name as he buried his face in my neck and groaned. The vibrations of the needy sound sent me into overdrive. I clenched my muscles, eliciting another groan from him as I lifted up once more and slowly—oh so slowly—sank back down. I did this again, several times—each time more electric than the last.
I could feel my orgasm coming upon me like a freight train. I didn’t want to stop it. Not when I felt how barely controlled Bellamy was—his muscles shaking beneath me as I slid my hands down letting them rest on his shoulders as I pushed up abruptly and dropped. His lips parted and my mouth sought him out.
He returned the kiss with enthusiasm, gripping me to him as he came undone. My breath caught as I felt it. He jerked inside me and I moaned as he reached down with one hand on my back and the other snaking down my stomach towards the bundle of nerves just above where he was connected with me. He rubbed that place, shooting off sparks in my mind—behind my eyelids as I shut them. A wave of euphoria overtook me. I gasped, shuddered and let him catch me as I slowly fluttered back to Earth.
Panting and satisfied, he chuckled against my skin. “You are far too much, Sweetheart,” he said.
I grinned, pressing a soft kiss to his neck as I turned my head. “I’m never too much for you,” I whispered. Whether he agreed or not was lost, though, because the warmth of the water, combined with the feel of his naked skin against me was enough to lull me to sleep, my head pillowed between his chest and shoulder.
I should have been concerned about someone seeing me, but I wasn’t. I was in Bellamy’s arms and I knew that no matter what, he would take care of me.