Chapter Eight
Austin
She didn’t have to ask me twice.
I was fully fucking on board with finishing what we’d started tonight. And after the way she looked at me after that kiss, as she straddled my waist… I was done for.
I want you so much .
I’d only dreamed of her saying those words to me. But in reality it was a million times better. Because of those expressive eyes and her adoring touch. My god, I could die tomorrow and I’d be happy with the way my life turned out.
Except no, because I wanted to spend a whole fucking lot of it with her. Making her happy.
When her dress was free of her head, she leaned back and I got a good look at my beautiful girl.
A lacy black bra hugged her perfect tits, and I didn’t miss how her nipples jutted from the fabric. They probably ached right now. Needy little things.
Soon, I would take good care of them.
But first, I wanted to look.
My gaze spanned her delicate ribs and the trim dip of her abdomen, begging my tongue to lick all that smooth skin around her navel first.
But the flare of her hips where her thighs spread around me stole all my attention. Her legs made an enticing V, and at the apex, I could see her wetness seeping through her matching black panties. It would only take a crook of my fingers to slide that fabric to the side and feel her soft heat.
Instead, I found her eyes again, her expression almost… vulnerable.
My girl had been mistreated in the past. Made to feel less than, when she was utterly perfect.
But with me, she would never doubt herself again. I’d make sure of it.
“You are beautiful, Holly, baby. So beautiful. You take my breath away.”
Her smile was bright as the sun, and she giggled as she lowered her lips to mine for a kiss. This time, it was soft, and I lapped up all her tenderness. I wanted to keep it, hoard it away like a dragon with its treasure.
It was mine.
All her sweetness, it was mine.
Leaning back, she reached behind to unhook her bra, but I stopped her.
“Wait. Not yet.”
Her cute frown had me smirking. I didn’t explain myself either, as I dragged my palms over her ribs to cup those weighty mounds before sucking one of her hard nipples through the fabric.
She cried out in surprise, her fingers tunneling into my hair as I tortured her with my tongue.
Then I couldn’t wait any longer to taste them.
Tugging at the straps until her breasts bounced free, I went straight for her other tight nipple, taking the bare little nub between my lips to toy with it.
She gasped my name in pleasure, spurring me on.
But I needed out of these jeans before my growing cock ruined them. Hard as I was, I felt like I could punch right through the zipper.
Gripping her thighs, I switched places with her, laying her out against the white leather of the boat deck. Under the moonlight, she looked like a dark angel with her black hair scattered about.
I wanted to mess her up even more.
I wanted her so thoroughly pleasured, she couldn’t move until morning.
“ Now , lose the bra,” I said, standing to remove my jeans.
No easy task since I felt like a teenager about to blow my load at the mere zing of the zipper.
“Shit.”
Holly frowned. “What is it?”
I stared at her, contemplating what to do.
“It’s been a long time,” I admitted. “I’m too close.”
“Too close.” Her grin was slow and saucy. “Are you saying you might not make it into my tight, tight…” She leaned back, spreading her legs so I could see how wet she was through her panties. “... before you come?”
“Holly, don’t.”
“Is that what you’re saying?” Her hand slid down her belly, slowly making its way beneath her panties to play with her pussy.
I saw stars. And not the ones in the sky above us.
Fuck. Fuck .
It was exactly the push I needed, because I was free of my jeans in two seconds flat, and had her panties down her legs in the next.
She bit her lip as she saw me for the first time.
I was big, I knew that. And I couldn’t go slow.
But her eyes met mine, and all I saw was desire. Not an ounce of fear.
Kneeling between her legs, I stroked my thumb up and down her slit, testing her opening. She was tight, but dripping wet for me. Silky and hot.
“You can take it,” I promised, and she nodded.
“Please…”
But still, I hesitated, wanting her to feel good first.
I watched her expression as I circled my thumb over her clit, pressing harder when she started to shake from the pleasure.
When her breath came in shallow pants, I notched myself at her entrance, pushing in slowly. I gritted my teeth against the pressure building in my balls as her pussy gripped me tight.
She felt like heaven around me.
Sinking into her was like coming home after a lifelong journey.
“ Fuck , baby. You’re doing so good. Taking me so good.”
Her sexy moans, the tremble of her thighs… all of it told me she was okay. If there’d been any sign of discomfort, I would’ve stopped.
She clung to me, her breath catching as I bottomed out and we both went still.
Sweat broke out over my skin as my body screamed to move. But I wouldn’t. Not until I knew she was good.
“Austin, I’m… I’m gonna come. Like this,” she said, her voice full of surprise. “I… I… never… not like this…”
“ Shhh .” I kissed her forehead, whispering, “Come for me, pretty girl. Before I even move. Come on my cock and show me how much you need it.”
With a desperate groan, her body clamped down on mine, a rippling stroke around my dick nearly taking me down to the mat, but I caught myself on my elbow before crushing her.
Another stroke from her inner walls, and I couldn’t hold out any longer.
I retreated before thrusting into her at a furious pace, fucking her into the deck cushions as she cried my name to the stars, urging me to go harder.
Fuck me, but my girl wasn’t just playful.
She was wild .
My orgasm hit me like a wall of bricks, threatening to end me. But if I died like this, in her sweet body, I’d have zero complaints. I came hard, spilling my whole fucking existence into her, shamelessly flooding her with my cum and ruining Vance’s posh leather seats.
I did not care.
I’d buy new ones. Or maybe get him to sell me the boat so I could remember this forever.
Gasping for breath, I pressed hard into her one last time, desperate for more. For all of her. For always.
Her hands stroking up my back brought my vision back to her. To her… smiling.
That smile.
The one that caught my attention all those weeks ago.
Fuck, I loved that smile.
I loved her.
“What did we just do?” she whispered.
“I think we finally found each other.”
She nuzzled her cheek against my arm.
“I think we did.”
Rolling onto my side, I brought her with me, loving the way she felt draped across my chest, her lean delicate body against my softer sturdy one.
“I wanted to take my time with you,” I muttered. “But you’re a naughty little thing, aren’t you?”
Her giggle went straight to my heart when she followed it with, “We have all the time in the world. We have our whole lives.”
“Yes, we do, pretty girl. Bet on it.”