Chapter 11 #3
Her fingers stay in my hair, her breaths louder than the wind that’s still refusing to let up, and when I get higher up, I can feel the rapid beat of her heart against my lips. I suck on her skin and then run my tongue over the rapid beat before sliding it along the small curve of her breast.
My cock digs into her hip as I kiss my way to the taut nipple I’m desperate to taste.
I fill my mouth with her as she moans and lowers her head so she can kiss my face while I suck on her.
I wasn’t lying about her tits. I fucking love them.
I love her petite size, and I wouldn’t change a goddamn thing about her.
I tongue her nipple, feeling her hand fall from my hair before skirting along my shoulder and down my arm.
Fingers brush my side, and when they hit the head of my cock, I groan and give her a gentle warning bite.
She sucks in a breath, but it quickly turns into another whimper when I give her another suck and rock my hips for more.
She moans my name when her fingers start to explore, spreading the pre-cum I’m soaked in all over my shaft as she drifts lower. I use my mouth on both her tits, kissing and sucking and licking every inch of her, before wrapping my hand around the back of her neck and bringing her lips to mine.
I need this woman more than I’ve ever needed anything.
I can’t think about anything other than my desire to get lost in her.
Nothing else matters. Her dad and brothers could be standing right behind me, and I wouldn’t give a fuck.
Nothing could get me to put space between us right now.
Even if it cost me my life, I would choose to stay right here with her naked body pressed against mine.
Sliding a hand under her ass, I lift her higher and position myself between her legs. She breaks our kiss to whisper my name.
“Don’t worry, besyonok, I haven’t forgotten what you said.” I press her body harder against the cliff, feeling the soft grass against my arms while the earthy scent of fresh dirt and sand surrounds us.
Keeping one hand on her ass to lift her up, I let go of her neck so I can fist my cock.
My face is close to hers, lips almost touching so I can see the way her eyes widen when I drag my thick head along her slit.
Her soft folds are so fucking slick, and it would be so easy to sink into her, but I don’t.
I press in harder, just enough for me to feel the way she starts to open for me before I stop and say, “I look forward to earning my right to sink into you, Sitka.”
She lets out a shaky breath, digging her fingers into my shoulders as she locks her legs around my waist. “I think maybe I’ve changed my mind,” she starts to say, but I cut her off with a laugh.
“No take backs now, besyonok.” I rub my crown along her slit again, coating my head in her arousal, wishing I was completely covered in it.
I kiss her bottom lip while continuing to tease her.
“You were right to make me work for it.” The mewling whimper she gives when I drag my head along her clit is full of regret, and it makes me smile to hear it.
“Don’t worry,” I whisper against her skin as I kiss my way to her neck.
“I’ll be sliding into you soon enough.” I give her earlobe a soft bite.
“And you’ll still get to come all over my cock tonight. ”
The relieved breath she lets out is carried away by the sharp gust of wind that hits us, but I hear it all the same. She’s not the only one whose body is begging for more. Letting go of my dick, I cup her ass with both hands so I can rock my hips, slowly dragging my shaft along her clit.
“Fuck,” she whimpers.
I grin and nip at the crook of her neck. “Not yet, sweetheart, remember? We’re waiting for that.”
Her legs tighten around my waist, using me for leverage as she rocks her hips to meet my movements so she can grind harder against me. I feel the drag of her nipples along my chest, the sensation making me grit my teeth as her wet pussy soaks my cock from tip to base.
Fingers curl into my hair, and when she turns her head and whispers my name, I bring my mouth to hers and kiss her.
I feel her body tense, every muscle taut before I swallow the scream she tries to give.
Wet heat floods my cock, and I don’t even try to fight it when my body insists on joining her.
Pressing her harder against the side of the bluff, I keep one hand locked on her ass and fist grass with the other.
My fingers dig into the dirt by our heads as I rock harder against her, needing more friction.
When I start to come, I growl her name around our kiss while my cock pulses between us, coating us both in my cum.
She moans when she feels it and pulls me even closer.
Her body is languid in my arms, soft and pliant, while she gentles our kiss and runs her fingers along my face.
Neither one of us is in a hurry to stop, and when I finally pull back, I don’t go far.
I keep our bodies where they are, sheltering her from the wind as much as possible, and rest my forehead against hers.
“That’s way more fun than doing it alone,” she whispers, making me laugh.
“Way more fun with a partner,” I agree. I pull back because I’m dying to see what she looks like covered in my cum. “I’m serious about the more light thing,” I mutter, raking my eyes over her and wishing I could see every detail of this moment.
“I look better in shadows,” she says.
I scoff out a laugh. “Impossible.” Reaching a hand out, I drag my fingers over the mess I’ve left on her, spreading it along her skin until her stomach is coated.
Dipping lower, I spread it along the smooth skin of her pussy.
Already feeling myself start to grow hard again, I take a step back and say, “Turn around.”
“What?”
“I want to see your ass.”
“You first,” she says, and I smile at the tone of her voice.
“Whatever you say, besyonok. I could never deny you anything.”
With a grin I turn around, letting her get as much of an eyeful as she can in the moonlight. I’ve never been shy about my body, but I’ve also never shown it to a girl before, and after several seconds of silence, I start to get worried.
“Should I have bared my ass and tried to get some sun too?” I finally ask.
Her fingers dancing along one of my cheeks is my answer. I turn my head to look at her, but she’s too focused on my ass to notice. Spreading her fingers, she runs her palm over me and then gives me a squeeze.
“Your ass is perfect,” she murmurs while giving me another squeeze. “Is there anything wrong with you? I’ve yet to see a flaw.”
“I have many,” I say, hoping she doesn’t hate me when she discovers them.
Whatever she hears in my voice has her letting go of my ass so she can cup my face and pull me down to her. “I don’t see them, Damien. I’ll never see them.”
Before I can ruin the moment by confessing my most obvious flaw, I reach down and pat her bottom. “Your turn. You’re not going to sweet talk your way out of it.”
She smiles up at me, gives an exaggerated groan, and then turns around for me.
I run my eyes over her and then sink to my knees before her, because that’s what you do when you’re faced with perfection.
I drag my hands up the backs of her legs and lean closer so I can kiss first the right cheek and then the left.
“I’m going to do so many things to this ass, besyonok,” I murmur against her skin. “So many dirty, wicked things, and you’re going to beg me for all of them.”
Her words are breathy when she asks, “I will?”
Cupping her cheeks, I spread her wide and give her tight little asshole a quick lick that pulls a surprised yelp from her. Grinning, I smack her ass and say, “You will.”
She turns her head to look at me. “I can’t believe you just did that.”
Laughing, I pull her back against me, wrapping my arms around her from behind. I press my palm against the shell necklace at her chest and drag my thumb along her skin. We stare out at the ocean that’s hidden in darkness, listening to the waves hit the shore.
I kiss the side of her head. “You promised me you wouldn’t let me drown,” I remind her.
When she starts to say something, I press a finger to her lips, stopping her as I nuzzle my face into her hair, breathing her in.
“You make me feel like I can’t breathe, like I’ve lost my footing and I’ll never find my way back to shore.
” My lips brush her ear as I feel her kiss the finger that’s still gently pressed against her mouth.
“But instead of being scared, it just makes me want to swim out farther. I’d rather drown with you than be safe on land. ”
When I move my hand, she whispers my name and pulls me closer so she can kiss me. “You’re not drowning alone,” she murmurs against my lips. “I’m right there with you, Damien.”
Relieved that I’m not the only one who feels completely unmoored and lost at sea, I tighten my grip on her, holding her to me as we kiss, only stopping when I feel her shiver and her skin pebble with goosebumps.
“As much as I’d love to keep you naked, you need to get dressed before you get too cold,” I tell her.
Before she can argue, I pick her up, and say, “Next time we need light and a temperature-controlled room or some blankets. I want time with you, besyonok, and I’d rather not freeze my dick off because we’re going to need it.”
“Yes, we will,” she purrs, making me laugh as I set her down and start gathering up her clothes.