Twenty-Three
Shark
T he sun is starting to lower on the horizon as we pull back into the lot at the clubhouse. I’m exhausted from the ride, and from the storm currently raging in my brain. I need to find Scarlett.
Stepping inside, the cool air hits me and it feels fucking fantastic. Before going any further, I reach behind the bar for a bottle of water. Twisting the top off, I empty half of it in one large swallow.
“Looks like the boys finally came back,” Destiny’s voice catches my attention as her heels click in Sonny’s direction.
“Hey, doll,” he grins back, twisting his fingers in the strings of her bikini top.
“Des, is Scarlett out by the pool?” I ask.
“Uh… Yeah, she was still back there when I came in,” she answers before turning right back to Sonny and dropping her lips to his ear.
My boots carry me down the hallway and towards the kitchen. Pulling the slider open, I find the pool area completely empty, except for my sunbathing beauty. Her smooth golden skin glows as she lays on her stomach, her head turned, facing away from me. Moving closer, I notice that the back strings are untied.
I drop down into the empty lounge chair beside her, and lean close. Pressing my lips into her heated skin, she practically launches from the surface.
“How’s my girl?” I ask with an easy chuckle.
“Fine, at least until you just scared me half to death,” she breathes out, sitting up and putting her arm over her chest.
“God damn,” I offer in hushed surprise as her generous curves tease me. “You’ve gotta keep these covered up out here, baby,” I tell her, touching my fingertip to her smooth skin and tracing a soft trail over the top of her ample chest.
“They’re covered,” she smiles back.
“Barely,” I return, my eyebrows lifting.
“I just wanted to avoid tan lines. And if you hadn’t scared me, I would’ve tied it before I even sat up. Besides that, everyone else around here goes topless,” she returns.
“As much as I would love to see you topless in that pool, I don’t want any of these other fuckers getting a peek. Plus, I think Ray and Sonny might end up in the psych ward if you did that; either that, or prison,” I joke and her skin flushes.
“In that case, help me tie it back up,” she requests, turning so her back is towards me.
My fingers fumble with the thin strings for a brief second before I finally get them tied together. I drop my lips to touch her shoulder and slide my hand down her arm before placing it on her waist. My lips kiss a trail up her neck as my hand begins to move down, until my fingertips touch the edge of her bikini bottoms. She pulls a sharp breath through her teeth and the sound has me feeling crazed. I push past the fabric, but her hand drops, gripping my wrist.
“No going topless, but you want to do this…out here?” she questions.
“There’s no one else out here. And no one will see or ever know,” I assure her. “Pull that towel up over your lap,” I instruct.
I watch as Scarlett reaches for the towel, slowly dragging it over her legs. As soon as it’s in place, my hand continues to move until my fingers find her soft wet heat waiting for me.
“Damn, baby. You’re always ready for me, aren’t you?” my soft words graze her neck.
“Mmhmm,” she hums as I slide my fingers into her tight slit.
“Spread those legs and lean back against me,” I instruct.
“Ahhh…” she breathes out softly and the sound is perfection in my ears.
My lips press into her neck, kissing a short trail to her ear. I lick at the soft lobe, gently pulling it between my teeth and I feel her tremble against my chest as I work her to the edge of orgasm.
“That’s it, darlin’. Come for me,” I beg in her ear and her walls tighten, pulsing softly around my fingers as she shudders in my arms.
Her eyes flutter open, almost as if she’s been dreaming. I watch her chest rise and fall rapidly before her breathing finally starts to slow and return to normal. I once again lift my fingers and pull them into my mouth, savoring her sweet taste before wiping my hand on the soft towel still covering her lap.
“Are you hungry, sweetheart? Do you want to grab some food?” I ask, knowing it’s almost dinner time. She shakes her head in response.
“Let’s go back to your room,” she answers before quickly standing and securing the towel around her waist.
Her smooth skin is still flushed a soft shade of pink, and I’m not sure if it’s from the sun or the orgasm I just gave her. She glances back at me with a smile, and I nod. No words are needed. I stand from the chair and take her hand, letting her lead me into my sanctuary.
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As we step inside, I flip on the small bedside lamp. Her eyes move around the room, but other than a few of my t-shirts lying around, nothing much has changed since the day I got here.
“Do you like your room?” she questions softly.
“I think I like it more with you in it,” I step close, bringing my palm to her right cheek. “So, we’re here…in my room. What exactly did you have planned?” I ask.
“I…uh… I just thought, maybe I could make you feel good,” she suggests.
“Believe it or not, watching your body tremble when you come on my hand makes me feel pretty damn good,” I grin and her skin flushes a deep pink.
“Did you not like it when I touched you, in the shower?” her eyes widen and her question feels like a punch to the gut.
“No, baby, that’s not it at all. Trust me, you felt fucking amazing. I just don’t want to rush you,” I explain.
“But I know… I mean, I grew up here, and I know how most of these guys are. I don’t want you to find what you need somewhere else, just because you think I’m not ready,” she reveals.
I bring my other hand up to cup her left cheek, holding her face in my hands as I look her squarely in the eye. “It kills me that you even have that idea in your brain. Don’t get me wrong, I completely understand your reasoning, but right now, I need you to hear my words. Now that I’ve had a taste of you, you are the only woman who can satisfy my craving. Other women don’t even exist to me anymore. Please, I need to know that you trust me,” I plead, trying to ease her fear.
“I trust you,” she says the words, releasing a heavy breath with them. Her eyes sparkle back at me and I know she means it.
“Now, back to this idea of making me feel good. What exactly did you have in mind?” my lips curl.
“I was thinking maybe I could try to…” she starts, but pauses. Her lips curve and her tongue inadvertently pushes at her cheek, and I already know.
“You want to suck my cock?” I feel my eyebrows lift.
“I was considering it,” she replies playfully before chewing softly on her bottom lip, and my dick twitches.
I slip from my cut and drape it over the leather chair sitting in the corner of the room. I kick off my boots before pulling at the hem of my t-shirt and stripping it up over my head. Scarlett’s eyes rake over my chest, and my balls throb as my cock hardens.
“Lose the top,” I instruct.
I watch as the towel still clinging to her waist falls softly to the floor. She raises her hands, making quick work at untying the strings, and the top falls next, revealing her full round breasts. My mouth waters just looking at them.
Her eyes are back on me, waiting. I drop my jeans, stepping out of them and right in front of her. I reach for her hand, placing it over the front of my boxer briefs so she can feel my throbbing cock through the thin layer of fabric. I know she’s seen it, and she handled it perfectly, but having it fill her mouth will be a much larger task.
“Are you sure you wanna try this?” I give her the option to change her mind, no matter how painful it would be if she decided to say no.
“Please,” she practically begs and the thought of being between her plump lips is more than I can bear.
“Get down on your knees,” I tell her, and she slowly drops to the floor as I push free of my boxer briefs.
Her eyes widen at the sight of my hardened length, but she doesn’t hesitate for a second. Her hands wrap gently around me and she leans forward, drawing me into her soft warm mouth.
She eases me in about halfway before stopping and swirling her tongue around me. I pull a sharp breath through my teeth, already feeling like I’m going to fucking explode. She pulls back slightly before moving to draw me in deeper.
“Fuuuck…” I groan, grazing the back of her throat.
“Stand up, baby,” I say roughly and she pulls back, releasing me completely.
“Did I do something wrong?” she asks, looking up at me through her long lashes.
“No, not at all. You feel fucking amazing, and believe me, I want to fill this sweet mouth, but I want to do it on my bed with my face buried between your legs,” I tell her.
She stands, taking my hand and I guide her towards the bed. I climb up and lay back against the pillows.
“Now bring that sweet pussy right here,” I request, touching my finger to my mouth.
“I can’t… I’ll suffocate you,” she says and I can’t stop the deep chuckle that vibrates from my chest.
“Darlin’, if I’m gonna die tonight, I can’t imagine any better way to go. Now get your hot little ass over here and finish what you started,” I smile back.
She pulls the strings at the side of her bikini bottom, until it falls off her hips and she’s bare before me. She inches forward, moving slowly to join me on the bed. I guide her leg up and over my head, helping her get settled in the perfect position.
“Go to work, baby,” I encourage, wanting to feel her soft lips sucking me again.
She moves to grip my stiff length in her hands. And as she leans forward, I get the flawless view of her glistening pink slit. Her head drops and her soft lips pull me back in. She starts to move her hand, stroking my length as her mouth begins to slide up and down over my cock.
“That’s it, baby,” I groan, watching her wetness grow. She’s just as excited to be sucking me off as I am to be on the receiving end.
I run my fingers up through her dripping folds and her body shivers. Watching Scarlett like this has to be the sexiest thing I have ever fucking seen. The image of her in this position will retain a permanent place in my memory.