these pretty tits.” His hands pulled down the neckline of my dress, and he grabbed the flesh in generous fistfuls. “Because they’re mine.” His tongue found my pert nipple, and he took it between his lips in long, slow sucks, his vibrant eyes trained on mine the whole time.
The intimacy was powerful. I moaned and shifted on my feet, thinking I might fall right onto his floor it felt so good.
“You taste better than I remembered.” Beau turned his attention to my other nipple while his hand spread my thighs, one thumb sliding beneath the damp fabric of my panties and gliding through my sex. I arched on my tiptoes, every nerve in my body feeling coiled tight like a spring.
“I didn’t think I’d ever find anyone like you,” he murmured. His teeth caught the fabric of my dress, and he pulled it down my body, over my hips, until it pooled on the floor, leaving me in nothing but a pair of pure white cotton panties.
His eyes flicked up and down my body, his hands at my hips, then pulled me against him, his nose nestling at the mound at my thighs, sucking in a long inhale.
“This sweet, delicious pussy is mine forever, hear me, Scarlet?” He pushed a finger inside my body.
“Yes, Beau.” I sighed, one hand on his shoulder to support myself as he pushed my panties aside and attacked my slit with his deft tongue. He flicked in quick laps, his finger working inside my body, massaging at a spot deep inside that had lust addling my brain.
Arousal and sensation pumped through my bloodstream, and he hoisted my thighs across his shoulders, pressing me against the wall of his cabin and fucking me with his tongue until stars shot across my vision. My eyelids fell, and I succumbed to the pleasure he gave. He added another finger, his tongue drawing on the sensitive bud in long sucks, his thumb swirling at my back entrance and leaving my body feeling completely overwhelmed in a thousand delicious ways.
“Taking this sweet body in every way, Scarlet. I’m owning every single inch of it with my tongue. I’ll show you pleasure you didn’t even know existed. I’ve been waiting so long for you,” he murmured against me before sliding me down his body, caressing my skin with every hard inch of him. “I haven’t been with anyone in so long. It’s been years, Scarlet. And even then, I was always safe. I always used a condom.” He paused to place a gentle kiss on my lips. “But there’s no protection needed between us. You and I are forever, and I want you bare. I need to feel every last raw nerve of you. I need to know how I make you feel.” He kissed me slowly as his forehead pressed against mine.
His words left me reeling. He hadn’t been with anyone in years? Why me? Why now? There was nothing about me that was that special. I was always invisible to men. I blended into the background. They always wanted the sexy girls, not the quiet, shy ones. Now, here with Beau, I felt powerful. He made me feel special. He made me blossom. Being with Beau, feeling his touch, was like being jolted back to life. He was a magnet, and every part of me was attracted to him and in desperate need for more.
“Tell me I can have all of you.” He placed a palm over my thundering heart. I stopped, my eyes trained on his, and saw the burning flames in his eyes. This strong, virile man wanted me. He wanted every single part of me, leaving me powerless to resist.
“Yes, Beau. Yes, I want to feel you. I want to feel everything.” I wrapped my hands around his neck and pulled him to me for a long kiss. I heard his grunts, felt the press of his pleasure between us in the form of his rock-hard erection. I wanted to show him what he meant to me. I wanted to give him something back. “Let me make you feel good,” I stammered and dropped to my knees, my palms trailing the roughly etched carvings of his abdominal muscles.
“Mm, petite rouge .” One of his arms pushed into the threads of my hair,
Drew Karpyshyn, William C. Dietz