“They can hear us.”
“Well, Captain, you’re just going to have to control yourself when I make you shout my name.”
He looks down at me, eyes hooded, as a low growl vibrates in his chest. “Fuck me,” he says.
In response, I slide my leg up the outside of his thigh. Captain Fisher has my legs wrapped around his hips and claims my mouth once again without another word.
Both breathless, he pulls back far enough to reach between us and tug my bikini bottoms to the side. “Fuck, this is no more than a string.” He strums it like a guitar string, and the touch of his rough fingers against my sensitive skin sends a rush of slickness all over my folds.
I pout. “Don’t you like it?”
Austin Fisher is a filthy, dirty, jealous man, and I wouldn’t want him any other way. He holds my gaze as his hands explore, fingers probing, his thumb circling my clit. I gasp every time he hits that tight, aching spot that’s only grown needier with our grappling. I don’t look down but stay focused on his eyes; I hear him unzip. And then sigh as he pulls out his cock. I lick my lips; his part with arousal. His arm moves and flexes, and I know what he’s doing. I’m insanely jealous of that stroking hand.
“How dare you be jealous of men chatting with me when that greedy hand is gripping you instead of me.”
With a grunt of effort, I find myself fully seated on his cock without another warning. I’m filled, shocked, and aroused beyond reason. I barely register the scrape of the tree bark against my back There’s no one and nothing but us. Austin and me. Urgent. Fast. Rough, but also sweet.
One thrust up reminds me I’m against a tree. I try not to wince at the scratchiness, but Austin sees it and immediately goes into caretaker mode. “Baby, are you okay?”
Breathless, I tell him I’m fine. But he doesn’t believe me, and now we’re switched. He’s up against the tree, and I’m riding him still. How is this possible? How does this man have the kind of upper body strength…
Oh, but another thrust into me, and I forget all my logical questions. I don’t know how Austin's going to thrust while I am balancing on him like a howler monkey, but somehow he manages. “Reach up and grab onto the tree.”
“Aye aye, Captain.”
“You need to kiss me with that smart mouth.”
What choice do I have when those lips of his make me weak?
It feels strange to look down at Austin from this angle. He’s unbelievably strong.
His chest and arm muscles strain under the effort, but I couldn’t convince him to put me down if I tried. And I don’t want to.
The friction is intense. So much so that I can feel myself getting closer to coming with every slide. I grip his shaft as we move together, and he grinds out a curse,
I squeeze his middle with my thighs. His hands fondle my round cheeks, holding me in place.
My hard button rubs against his groin again and again. When Austin nudges the fabric of my bikini top aside with his face, he locks his mouth over one nipple. All it takes is one quick tease of his tongue combined with our shared friction, and I come apart in his arms. “Oh my god, holy shit, yes!” The release almost makes me forget to hang on, but Austin’s a trooper.
The walls of my sex tighten around him, and I see in his eyes he’s about to come.
Ever the gentleman, Austin warns me.
He’s about to pull out, his face a question mark. It’s true; we’ve not finished that conversation yet. But I give him my answer by clasping my legs tight, letting him know that I am not messing around. He can stay inside me. Release inside me. Put a baby in me, as he likes to say.
A grunt escapes his throat, and I see the exact moment it hits. He looks as if his memory has been wiped clean, his eyes slightly vacant for half a second. As his warm seed splashes into my core, I remind him where he is with an owning kiss. I drink in the low rumble of pleasure
as my pussy milks every last drop from him.
“Sierra. Baby.” And he’s back.
I smile, kissing his face all over, whispering. “Captain. Where’d you go?”
As I kiss and kiss some more, he gently lifts me off him and sets me on the ground, helping me adjust my swimsuit to cover the essential bits.
He hugs me close. “I got lost for a moment there. You made me lose control of myself, Sierra.”
I sigh and rest my head against his chest. “That was the first time I ever did it outside. Or standing up against a tree.”