CHAPTER ELEVEN
WYATT
Fuck-me eyes. That’s what Kennedy’s stormy blue irises are communicating, and damn if I don’t want to heed their plea.
After an evening of easing her brothers’ concerns—as much as could be done during one meal—I wasn’t sure how Kennedy felt about us, despite that scorching hot kiss.
I said a lot of things at dinner. Admitted to a strong connection. Voiced my commitment. They were all true statements, but I would have preferred to share them with Kennedy in private to get her reaction versus announcing it to practically her entire family.
“I want to give you everything,” I rasp, sinking deeper into the bubbling water to cage her against the tub’s stone wall.
Floating closer, I brush my mouth over hers. Gently. Tenderly. Then claim it in one possessive swoop, clasping the back of her neck with my hand and dragging her nearer.
Kennedy moans and scrambles for purchase on my slick skin as I fold her top down to release her heavy tits. The round globes tremble in the splashing water, and my mouth immediately drops to capture a pink nipple, sucking the enlarged tip deep.
“Wyatt!” Kennedy arches upward, shoving more of her soft flesh into my face, and I'd happily drown surrounded by her thick curves.
“That's right. Scream my name, baby.” Who cares if we disrupt lodge guests? They’re the last thing on my mind.
I work her bathing suit bottoms down her legs as I switch breasts, ensuring my girl's berry-sweet nipples receive equal attention as she writhes in my arms like a gorgeous sea nymph—all glistening curves and sexy moans.
Releasing her tit, I lick up her chest and neck to whisper in her mouth. “Turn around, baby. It's time to put these jets to work.”
“W-what…?”
I twirl a dazed Kennedy to face the mountains and the powerful jet of water shooting from the jacuzzi wall. “I'm going to fuck you now. My dick in this tight little pussy and this jet teasing your clit.”
My fingers part her slick folds to allow the stream of water to pound her clit unhindered, and Kennedy jumps in shock.
“Easy, baby.” There's a bit of distance between us and the wall since I don't want the strong jet to hurt her, but even with the space, it's powerful enough to bring Kennedy close to climax as she wiggles to avoid the direct contact.
“It's too much. Wyatt… I can't…”
“Yes, you can. Should I give you something else as a distraction?” With one hand holding her pussy open, the other frees my aching cock and lines it up to her clenching hole.
The warm jet bubbles slide across my dick, but those aren't the heat I crave. I need Kennedy's hot cunt wrapped around my thick length, sucking the seed from my heavy balls.
“Please… please…”
I'm not sure if she's pleading for me to stop or continue. The sharp pain of her nails on my forearms could go either way. Pushing me back or pulling me closer.
With the head of my cock wedged at her entrance, I angle her head to the side so I can meet her glazed eyes.
“Do you want me to fuck you, Kennedy? Do you need me to stretch your virgin pussy with my big dick?” She'd shyly shared how innocent she was over a text chain months ago, and maybe it makes me a barbarian, but I love that I'm the first man she trusts to touch her.
Hopefully, I'll be the only man.
“Yes!”
“Say it,” I growl. “I need to hear you say it out loud.”
Kennedy bites her lip, a wave of self-consciousness inserting itself before her hesitancy clears, and she sighs. “Please, Wyatt, fuck me. I need you to—”
The slam of my cock forward cuts off the rest of her sentence.