Chapter 36
chapter thirty-six
Summer
Ididn’t know a dick could be beautiful until I saw Dayton’s. I want to feel it in the back of my throat.
“Maybe later, Cupcake. For now, I need you to find a comfortable spot on this rock for me to put it in you.”
Shit. I said that out loud.
My cheeks heat as I lean back, scooting over until I find a smooth spot. He lies on his side beside me, his fingers reaching between my legs. He brushes over my swollen clit, spreading my arousal around the sensitive bud. I jerk up away from the contact.
I’m still not used to him touching me, and sometimes, it’s just too much. He leans down, pressing a soft kiss to my wet hair.
“There are so many things I want to do to you.”
“Then do them. I’m ready,” I pant.
His thumb is lazily circling my clit. I wish I hadn’t reacted the way I did because then he’d probably already be touching me where I need it.
“I need to warm you up, stretch you out a little bit.”
His finger slides farther down to my entrance. I try to relax. My butt is halfway underwater. He pushes the tip of his finger inside me while his thumb moves up to brush over my clit. I wrap one arm around his neck, pulling him closer to me.
His body is so big; he barely fits on the rock. I shut my eyes, my mouth drifting open as he pushes in farther and curls his finger, grazing against my inner walls. I cry out.
“Dayton …”
He nibbles my ear. “You can be as loud as you want, baby.”
The pressure in my lower belly is already building. He’s murmuring in my ear, telling me how pretty I look, how tempting I am to him and always have been. I’m growing more sensitive with each time his thumb moves to the side and his finger curls.
“I want you to come on my hand, okay? Can you be a good girl and do that for me?”
It feels so good; I want to cry. He increases the pressure on my clit, and my thighs clench around his hand. I open my eyes to watch what he’s doing to me. The sight of his muscled arm buried between my legs sends me over the edge. I cry out his name, panting and coming on his fingers.
“Dayton! Fuck, it feels good.”
He holds me still until I stop trembling. He removes his hand, crawling on top of me. He positions his dick at my entrance and drives inside me. I gasp at the sudden size of him. His fingers aren’t small, but they’re nothing compared to him.
I’m leaning up out of the water. He doesn’t waste time before he’s pounding into me. My sensitive nerves are on fire in the best way, the pleasure swirling higher with each thrust.
His hand moves around to my lips. “Open.”
I do, and he pushes his finger inside my mouth.
I taste my arousal on him. He shoves it so far back that I gag.
He pulls it out slightly, and I’m overwhelmed with the sensations.
My body is being used for him to get off now, but the look on his face is turning me on.
He’s focused, his eyes intense on mine. Every time his hips thrust harder into me, my orgasm gets closer, just out of reach.
He pulls his finger out of my mouth and starts using his thumb to rub my clit. I detonate, my eyes rolling back in my head as I scream his name for a third time.
“Dayton!”
He rides my orgasm out, not letting up as it crashes over my body. As the last vibration makes its way over me, he finally jerks out and comes on my stomach. I watch his face, loving the passionate expression he makes while orgasming.
He licks his lips, meeting my eyes. “I wasn’t gonna do that here. I was gonna make myself wait.”
I shake my head. “I couldn’t wait anymore.”
He bends down, pressing a kiss to my lips. “You’re worth waiting for, Summer.” His hand tenderly cups the back of my neck.
My heart squeezes inside my chest. I thought I could resist him, but every moment we spend together draws me closer in. It feels like I’m slowly sliding down a slippery slope, unable to stop from falling completely in love with him.
“What is … the plan?”
“The plan?” he asks.
“The plan … you know, with this thing we have going.” I’m a pure coward because I can’t even state the what are we question outright.
“Well, plan A was to have fun with you today, then to leave and never call you again so I wouldn’t have to feel the pain of you sending me to voicemail.
You in this bikini and the mystical powers of Hidden Cove ruined that one.
Plan B was to make you fall deeply in love with me and to somehow convince you to never ignore my phone call ever again. ”
I look up at his handsome face. “Oh, is that so? What about you falling deeply in love with me?”
He sighs, brushing a wet lock of hair out of my eyes. “Too late for that, Cupcake. Thirteen years too late.”
My heart sputters. A well of tears starts building behind my eyes before spilling out of the corners and running down my cheeks. He brushes those away, too, before kissing the path they took.
“You need time to catch up though, and that’s okay. Take all the time you need,” he whispers.