Chapter 28 – Liam
I ’m going to say I needed that dousing to calm down a little after she gave me the green light.
But, the important thing is Juliana is fine, laughing over our unexpected dip.
Thank God, it wasn’t far to the water. After towing her to the nearby ladder and helping her climb back to the deck, we’re both helpless with laughter for a solid five minutes.
“We should get out of these wet things,” she says once we’ve caught our breath.
I nod, ready to head inside when my adventurous lady smirks and pulls her top over her head, dropping it on the deck beside her without a care in the world.
She’s wearing a bra, but it’s wet and nearly see-through at the moment.
Her perfect nipples are puckered beneath the fabric, calling for my tongue.
“Juliana.” My head whips all around – is that canoe far enough away?
– as she slides her shorts down next. Fuck me, her panties match the bra, and they’re just as see-through, clinging to her delectable curves, curves I’ve been fantasizing about regularly since the shower we shared, since our night at Sable together and long before that if I’m honest.
There’s a flicker of uncertainty in her pretty hazel eyes as she observes me closely. “Wow, it is really bright out here and no alcohol in my bloodstream this time,” she says, shyly. She starts to cross her arms over her chest. Oh, fuck that.
I take a step closer, determined to reassure her. “All this beautiful scenery surrounding us and you outshine it all, honey. You’re gorgeous from head to toe. I was just concerned about unwanted eyes from the canoe. They might have binoculars. ”
“Well… Maybe they’ll get a show if they do. I know exhibitionism isn’t your kink but we’re on vacation and all.” She gives me a playful shrug paired with a challenging grin.
“Fucking hell,” I growl, shoving my soaked swim trunks off.
There’s something to be said for being naked under the open sky and enjoying the sun’s warming rays everywhere .
At least in a location like this. To be naked with someone else that way, someone you want more than you want air?
It’s the best aphrodisiac I can imagine.
She barely manages to remove her bra and underwear before I’m pulling her close.
Having her in my arms this way needs to be a daily occurrence at the minimum.
I’ll never admit it, but slow was about to kill me.
I wasn’t going to start anything last night when she was so obviously wiped out from the journey but even getting to massage her feet by the banyan tree this morning had me excited.
Drops of seawater drip from my hair onto her chest and shoulders. She rises to her tiptoes and licks my earlobe. “Mmm, salty,” she says in a teasing tone. If I wasn’t already getting hard, I would be now.
My hands map her body, relishing that I’m free to touch her this way.
I love that she can’t seem to resist touching me, too.
Her eyes are wide as she trails her fingers through my chest hair, biting her soft bottom lip when she squeezes my bicep.
I work hard for this body so the fact that it turns her on is an undeniable rush.
I skim her collarbone and delicate shoulders before cupping her beautiful breasts. Her tawny nipples pebble even tighter as I graze them with my thumbs. So responsive. And all mine.
I gently run my fingers down to her baby bump next.
Like her hazel eyes and crooked grin, her bump mesmerizes me, but it hits differently, too.
She’s carrying our child. She’s going to have my baby.
I’m going to cherish and protect the two of them for all my days, no matter what she ultimately decides regarding us.
Me? I’m all in. Even though she labeled us as ‘just friends’ to Thomas and his wife earlier, I tipped the water pilot a hundred times his fee yesterday simply because he mistakenly called her Mrs. Culver.
Tilting my chin, I lean down to kiss her, savoring her quick gasp for air before tasting her divine lips. I love kissing her. I could do it all evening.
But, Juliana has other plans.
I maneuver her toward a deck chair, planning to sit and pull her into my lap for more kisses.
Instead, she pushes me down and then spins out of my reach before grabbing a couple of cushions from the lounge chair and setting them at my feet.
“I want to express my gratitude for this dream vacation, Liam,” she purrs.
“You don’t owe me any… Fuck,” I say, thickly as she sinks to her knees. She wraps her hand around my cock. “I’d like to point out that the water was a tad chilly.”
Sultry laughter greets my ears and her smile is irresistible. “No false modesty from you, please. There’s no way I’m calling this Little Liam,” she promises.
My eyes are glued on her small hand as she rubs her thumb over the tip where a few drops of precum are already beading up.
Then, she lowers her mouth to my straining erection and I just about lose my mind.
With a groan, I let my head fall back, closing my eyes and wondering if this is a dream.
But, when my eyes open again, she’s really there.
Her pink lips stretch around the head of my cock, alternating between sucking lightly and licking.
Taking me in deeper, she casts her eyes up and sucks me harder, making it impossible to stay still.
My fingers sink into her soft, wind-tousled hair.
When I’m as hard as it’s humanly possible to be, she starts bobbing up and down, moving faster while tightening her lips around me like her pussy gripped me that night.
Fuck, she’s good at this. “You’re amazing, baby.
I love the way your pretty mouth looks wrapped around my cock. Don’t stop,” I husk.
She shifts her hips, my words working her up, and the corners of her mouth tip up into a grin before she slides her lips down my length and runs her tongue all over my balls.
Grunting breathlessly, I carefully thrust my hips, both wanting more and fearful of coming too soon.
She grabs my thighs, encouraging me to continue but, when I hit the back of her throat, her eyes water and I stop moving. “I don’t want to choke you, honey.”
She pulls off me long enough to murmur, “Maybe I’d enjoy choking on this beautiful dick,” before resuming her task of blowing my mind as she blows me.
It’s a miracle I don’t come right then. Completely nude and on her knees in this island paradise, she makes me feel like a god.
She’s my goddess though, gorgeous body, brilliant mind, loving heart.
The sun catches caramel and gold highlights in her lovely dark brown hair and reflections from the setting sun over the water ripple across her lightly tanned skin.
All mine.
Only mine.
I want to worship her all night.
And, that’s exactly what I’m going to do.
“Liam!” she squeals as I hoist her up off the deck.
My erection bounces against her creamy ass cheeks as I carry her straight to the lounge chair. “Spread your legs so I can lick you,” I growl, laying her down, my intent perfectly clear. I’m having her for dinner, dessert and probably breakfast, too.
Wide-eyed and slightly panicked, she squirms, looking around as if she’s just remembered we’re out in the open. She tries squeezing her thighs together.
Suppressing a huff of frustration, I hit the brakes, laying down beside her and cradling her in my arms. Slowly, I lean in, kissing her throat and nibbling at her ear.
She starts to relax a little and I wedge a hand between her firmly-joined knees.
“Tell me what the problem is.” She exhales slowly, looking up at me with worry but not speaking.
“I need you to either get out of your head or let me inside it, Juliana. No one else is here but us.” Her knees loosen slightly around my hand.
“When you did this to me at Sable, I was strapped down.” Would she prefer that? Since I’m not sure where she’s going, I keep my lips zipped and wait. “It was the first time I actually… I’ve learned to enjoy it more since I got divorced.”
Oh . “And, when you were married?”
She shakes her head. “Chad said I was frigid in bed during our divorce. He said… he said…”
“A lot of shit that wasn’t true, baby,” I tell her. I don’t even have to know everything he said to know that’s a fact.
“I’ve never been able to come from oral until you.”
That makes me fucking ecstatic to hear. But also angry because it tells me that while she certainly knew what she was doing earlier, which I’ve had enough sex to know that’s not some happy accident, he was happy to receive but didn’t want to give.
What a goddamn fool. A new level of hatred for Chad fucking Beaumont has been unlocked.
“What if I can’t this time? What if you’re just pretending to like doing it?” she adds quietly, rubbing her forehead. “I start thinking too much.”
Yeah, I know she does. I kiss her forehead where she was rubbing it. Her knees fall further apart. “At times like this, thinking is overrated but never doubt that I love eating you out and, if I can make you come, it’s making the fucking highlight reel of this trip.”
She laughs, relaxing again. Now to make sure she’s fully aroused.
“What can I do to help shut those worrisome thoughts off?” I murmur, my nose tracing her downy cheek and jawline.
Her body softens beneath me. Her eyes flick to her breasts.
“Are they still overly sensitive?” She shakes her head and licks her lips. “Then, I’d like to start there.”
She shivers and nods, her eyes filling with need.
That’s what I wanted to see. Dipping my head down, I pull one sweet nipple into my mouth, sucking gently.
I’m delighted by her soft moans as her fingers spear through my damp hair, holding me in place.
I have no intention of going anywhere except over to the other breast. My tongue leaves a hot, wet trail between them as I happily give each my undivided attention.
“Liam…” she sighs when I know she’s ready for more.
Sl iding my hand between her thighs again, I stroke her soft skin as I keep working her up.
She opens wider for me and my fingers brush her wet folds.
I groan and rub the pad of my thumb over her clit.
She tenses and twitches her hips, chasing the bliss I can give her.
“I want this pussy, Juliana,” I whisper in her ear as I cup her mound. “I want to taste your sweetness. I want every drop you can give me.”
She moans louder, crying out, “Yes, please,” when I add more pressure to her clit. She doesn’t have to say it twice.
Sliding to the deck, I get between her legs and spread them on either side of the lounge chair, taking a moment to enjoy the stunning view in front of me.
Her pussy is pink and dripping. The gentle swell of her belly makes me want to thump my chest with pride and joy.
The ends of her hair have dried, her smile is radiant, her body sun-kissed, she is absolute perfection.
But, a loud caw from some tropical bird breaks the rhythm of the waves lapping at the supports our house stands on, and Juliana jerks upright, her eyes scanning the horizon.
“It’s only us here,” I repeat, easing her back down.
No one else gets to see her like this. Just me.
I’d be tempted to shoot even the innocent birds out of the sky if it means having her all to myself.
Grasping her hips to pull her pussy right up to my mouth, I worship her with my lips and tongue.
She thrashes and whimpers, arching her back and tugging on my hair.
I suck on her puffy lips and swirl my tongue around her clit.
Waiting until she’s close to a release, I sink a finger into her tight heat.
One finger and then another while I flick her clit with my tongue.
Hitting that spot within, I suck lightly.
I’m rewarded with cries of ecstasy and a flood of her sweet juice, better than any nectar I can imagine.
“I love your taste… so fucking much.” Her cheeks blaze pinker but I know she believes me. Because it’s the fucking truth.
“I came,” she whispers, breathlessly.
“You did. Let’s do that again.”
And, when I lap at her entrance and have my thumb rub her clit just so, she shatters a second time for me, crying out in rapture until dozens of birds feel compelled to answer her. I don’t care. Neither does she. There’s nothing but us in this moment.
Crawling back up her body to claim a kiss, the trust shining in her eyes gathers up whatever scraps of my heart remain that I didn’t realize I had left to give her. Juliana’s trust, it’s something I’ll never betray, not for a million other women and not for as long as the earth turns.