Chapter Twenty-Three #2
I let myself in and paused. Took a deep breath, my heart squeezing with emotion. It was silent now. Last week it had been full of the boys’ voices, their music, their shrieks of delight as they’d played in the vast pool.
But now they were gone.
I dropped the keys into a bowl shaped like a shell and wandered through the cool interior, past the enormous living area with its cinema-sized TV and the kitchen any chef in the world would be excited to cook in—the sea view alone was worth a million quid.
The doors to the pool area were flung open, and I stripped off my t-shirt and kicked off my sliders.
Amy would be out there, she was a sun fiend, I’d discovered, and her skin had gone from pale to golden in a matter of days as well as producing a beyond cute crop of freckles over her nose that weren’t drawn on.
For a moment I stopped and took in the scene before me. The azure sea, the blue sky, the swaying palm trees, and the glistening pool complete with small splashing waterfall. To the right of the pool, beside a cactus garden, Amy lounged on a sunbed.
She wore a sinfully tiny yellow bikini, huge dark sunglasses, a floppy straw hat, and there were AirPods in her ears.
She was also sucking on one of the strawberry lollipops the boys had left in the sweet bowl and tapping her foot to a beat.
My cock stirred instantly. The way her cheeks hollowed with each little suck, and the thought of how easily that bikini, with its tie-at-the-side bows, could be discarded, had lust flooding my system.
I guessed her eyes were closed because she didn’t appear to notice me approach. Sitting at her side, on another lounger, I reached for the lollipop and pulled it out.
“Oh! You’re back.” She smiled and licked her lips. “How did it go? Were they okay?”
“Yeah, fine.” I let my gaze trail down her bronzed body slick with suntan oil. “They’re good kids.”
“They really are.” She smiled.
I didn’t want to dwell on the fact my boys were leaving the island and I had to go two weeks before seeing them again, so I decided to distract myself.
Her bikini top was strapless—she didn’t want tan lines—and held together with a clip at the front.
I undid it, easily, and it fell away, exposing her pale breasts and cute nipples.
“I can see how this week is going to go,” she said with a laugh that jiggled her breasts.
“Yep, you can forget about clothes, baby girl.” I touched the round lollipop to her right nipple, swirling it around and over it.
“Now I’m sticky,” she said and giggled.
“I can fix that.” I leaned forward and took her warm nipple into my mouth. It stiffened, and I flicked it gently.
“Mmm…” she moaned and ran her fingers into my hair.
I switched my attention to her other nipple. Coating it in the sweet strawberry flavour of the lollipop before sucking gently.
My cock hardened, and I stroked over her body until I found the bows on her bikini bottoms. They slipped free with minimal effort.
Damn, I had a new appreciation of this particular bikini purchase!
“Mitch,” she said breathily.
“I’m going to fuck you, out here,” I said. “There’s no one around. I promise.”
She swallowed and removed her sunglasses, studied the secluded private garden.
“Not even a distant boat today.” I gestured to the horizon.
She followed my line of sight.
“Let me,” I encouraged. “Trust me.”
“I do trust you.” She smiled and nodded. “Yes, fuck me out here.”
There was a note of nervousness in her tone. I didn’t want her to be anxious, that wouldn’t help her climb to orgasm at all.
“We’ll compromise,” I said and stood and lifted her with me. Her hat fell to the ground, her bikini stayed on the lounger.
“Mitch!” She looped her arms around my neck as her sun-warm body became flush with mine. “What are you doing?”
“We’ll fuck in the pool. I think you’ll like that.”
Without waiting for a reply, I walked down the steps and into the cool water. It wasn’t really cold, it was just the contrast with the heat of the sun, but still she gasped and kicked her legs.
“It’s freezing.”
“No it’s not.” I laughed. “Don’t be a wimp.”
I set her down then quickly lost my shorts and let them float away. “Come here.”
Our bodies molded together in the water, our flesh slick and smooth. Damn it, this would be a good way to spend the week.
My cock was trapped between us as she found my mouth and kissed me. Letting me know she loved me, wanted me, and that I was enough and my darkness didn’t scare her.
She was so delicate in my arms. She wound her legs around my waist. My cock nudged her entrance, and I groaned. Longing tensed my stomach and my muscles bunched.
“Fuck me,” she said. “Show me how much you love my tight pussy, Daddy.”
“Fuck.” Her dirty words had my cock surging, and I eased into her, dragging her onto me while I sank deep. “Mine,” I growled, the need to possess her in every way almost overwhelming.
She gasped and clung tighter to me, her pussy hugging my length in butterfly flutters.
“I do love your tight pussy.” I clasped her ass cheeks and moved to the edge of the pool. “I love you, all of you.” I half pulled out then smoothed back in, the water easing my way.
She moaned and tipped her face to the sky. “Oh…yes…”
“That’s it, feel the sun on your cheeks as I fuck you, as you come,” I said, my voice tight. It never took me long to want to spurt, she always tested my stamina.
“Oh…like this…in the pool…yes, it’s so good.” She was breathing fast and her fingernails digging into my flesh. “Mitch…”
“That’s it, take what you need.” Her nipples caught on my chest hair. I penetrated her deep on each lunge and made sure to ride onto her clit in the way that always got her panting and on the edge in supersonic time. “You’re so damn beautiful like this, Amy. Fuck…yes…perfect.”
The water splashed around us. I intensified my movements and sped up. My balls were tight and my heart pounding. “Come, baby…come for Daddy.”
She cried out, the sound spiraling up to the palm fronds. “I am…oh…”
“Good girl.” I gritted my teeth, held off my own orgasm, and watched her expression as she tumbled into ecstasy.
Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes screwed up so tight thin lines shot to her temples, and her mouth was slack in those seconds she was held hostage to bliss.
Her pussy spasmed and clenched, and long throaty gasps mewed from her.
They were my undoing, and I came, thrusting with no-holds-barred and letting the pressure unload.
“Damn it. Yes! Urgh!” I didn’t hold back and was equally vocal, moaning and gasping.
The plastic vents in the pool clattered in time with my pounding. “Oh my God…fuck…”
“Mitch.” She caught my face in her hands and set her mouth over mine.
We kissed with an intensity that had a post-climactic shiver running up my spine with such ferocity my eyes watered.
I gripped her ass with one hand and tangled my other in her hair. I’d never let her go. Not now I’d found ‘the one’. Everything in my life had been a warm-up until I’d met her. Amy truly made me feel alive. Made me feel accepted for who I was, deviances, kinks, and all.
She was the person I wanted to be with always, grow old with, tell secrets to, and protect with the savagery of a wild beast if anyone thought they could hurt her or lie to her again.
She was too special for that.
And she was mine.
THE END