Chapter 38 #2
We stared at each other while the air around us crackled with so much electricity I feared an explosion. This chemistry was unbelievable. Yet, there it was. Swirling between us. Consuming us. It felt so damn right. So natural.
Then he wrapped one hand around my nape and pulled me to him, sliding his tongue between my open lips and stroking every corner of my mouth.
My hips rocked against his hard body, my legs parting wider, and I felt his length pressing against my core. I moaned into his mouth, reaching between us to untie his Bermuda shorts.
He was all male and pure dominance. Possessive and dangerous, but he knew to let me take what I needed. And right now, that was his shorts off his body and in the sand next to us.
We kissed like two hungry people, desperate for each other. In one swift move, he ripped my panties off and I felt his hard cock pressing against my hot, dripping entrance.
He dipped into me, barely the tip, and my eyes rolled into the back of my head. My hips arched, my pussy clenching to feel all of him inside me, yet his grip kept me firmly in place.
“God, you feel so good,” I rasped. “Give me more.”
He chuckled darkly. “You’re greedy.”
“Only with you,” I breathed, my inner walls clenching around the head of his throbbing cock. “I love being with you.”
“Beg for it,” he grunted.
“Please… please, Kian,” I moaned, attempting to slide down his shaft. “I want you inside me. I need you so much.”
He slid in an inch deeper and we both groaned at the sensation.
“Fuck, Sophie. With you always feels new,” he grunted. “Like it’s our first time.”
“Back at ya,” I whimpered. My heart was beating so hard I feared it’d crack my ribs.
He brought one large hand to my breast and cupped it while the other guided me down, his thick cock filling me up, then, without a warning, slammed me the rest of the way.
Both of our mouths fell open. I could feel his throbbing shaft so deep, making my insides tremble.
“So fucking good,” he ground out. He gripped my hips, pulling us chest to chest. “Now, ride my cock.”
Our eyes locked as he moved me up and down, bouncing me on his erection. Hard. I could feel every single inch of him, his thick shaft swelling inside me. His eyes hooded as he looked up at me like I was the only woman for him.
“Ohhhh.” My eyes rolled back in my head, my pulse hammering. “You feel so good,” I whispered, leaning forward to kiss him.
My hips rolled. Our tongues danced, swirling against each other. A light moan traveled up my throat. Desperation ate away at me, burning and clawing at my insides. I needed all of him.
My breathing grew ragged, my breasts bouncing as he picked me up by my hip bones and slammed me back down on his cock. Hot pleasure built inside me as his pelvis ground against my sensitive flesh. My movements grew more frantic with every thrust. I rode him hard.
He hissed, his eyes fixed on where we were connected. With heavy breaths, we both watched him fuck me. Something about the way his cock slid in and out of me had my pleasure coiling tighter and tighter, overwhelming my senses.
He fucked me with abandon, and I gave it back just as hard. I wasn’t sure where he ended and I began.
His hand came to my throat, pulling me flush to him. My breasts rubbed against his hard chest. Everywhere our bodies touched, friction sizzled. My skin burned.
“Harder,” I moaned. “I need it harder… Please.”
His grip tightened as he pumped into me. I might have been on top, but he held all the control now.
“Whose pussy is this?” he grunted.
“Yours.”
He smacked my butt. “Whose ass? Whose tits?”
“Yours,” I whimpered. “All yours.”
My pussy clenched around his cock, milking him while we both chased our pleasure.
“Come for me, Sophie.”
The orgasm hit me hard, shooting stars behind my eyes and stealing the breath from my lungs. I bit down where his shoulder met his neck and convulsed around his thick shaft, my walls clenching around him like he was my lifeline.
I felt his cock jerk as he came with a rough noise. We panted as we clung to each other, my body on top of his, slick with sweat while our hearts raced wildly in tandem.
“Holy shit,” I breathed, my mind mush. We lay there, our skin heated against the summer breeze as the sound of waves registered in the quiet that followed.
I could feel his body stiffen underneath me, his muscles turning rigid, and I looked at him. “Is everything okay?”
“I saw something in the—it’s almost like someone’s watching,” he grunted. He wrapped his arms around me, shielding me from view.
I laughed, burying my face in his neck. I let myself relax and enjoy the moment. Inhaling deeply, I soaked in the masculine scent of him.
“Let them watch. It’s not like they can see much.”
My dress was pooled around my waist, so while anyone could guess what we were doing, they couldn’t see a damn thing.
“Sophie Baldwin, are you into voyeurism?” he asked, pushing a lock of hair behind my ear.
His hand found my tits and made lazy circles around my puckered nipples. Heat flared in my body, blooming low in my stomach at his hard, sculpted body molding against my soft one.
I arched my back, leaning into his touch. “Not sure, I’ve never done it. Want to give it a try?”
“I’ll have to hunt down any man who sees even an inch of you”—he licked a strip between my breasts up to my collarbone—“and claw his eyes out.”
“So possessive,” I murmured, watching him play with my tits. I could feel his cock slowly hardening inside me. “And if it was a woman?”
“Same goes for a woman. Nobody can see what’s mine.”
I met his hooded eyes, found them brimming with desire. My hands rested against his chest, my fingers tapping lightly against his muscles.
“Let’s give them a show they’ll never forget,” I murmured.
His mouth twitched. “My naughty woman.”
“Girlfriend,” I teased. “Ready for round two?”
“I was born ready for you,” he rasped, his mouth skimming over my skin. “And you’ll scream my name so everyone knows you’re mine.”
He wasn’t joking, because by the time the sun had melted into the horizon, my throat was hoarse and my body deliciously spent.