entrance.
“Jesus.” You moan and grasp my ass, pulling me into you so your head slides inside me. “You’re so wet for me.”
“I need you so much,” I whisper, licking and sucking your neck. “Please.”
You thrust into me, pushing yourself deep. I throw my head back in pleasure. It feels like heaven with you inside me, making love to me. I move with you. Our pace is slow. You grind your hips against mine and circle. I clench your shoulders and gasp. Nothing should feel this good.
Crickets sing outside the window and frogs call to their mates. I hear you sliding in and out of my wetness and, mingled with our pants and moans, it’s the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard. Us and Turtle Tear.
I want this to last forever.
Desire flames inside me, urging me to ride you faster, harder. “I need this.” I whimper against your lips and delve my tongue into your mouth.
You groan and grip my hips, pulling me up and down on your shaft with mindless abandon. My nipples graze against your chest, but I crave more. Pulling away from your mouth, I pull your head down and push my breast in your mouth. “Suck me. Oh, God, please. I’m so close.”
You draw on my nipple with your mouth and release it with a wet pop. “You need to be sucked somewhere else.” You push me onto my back, and your tongue makes its way down from my breasts to my stomach. When you slide out of me, I want to scream in frustration, but a moment later, your shoulders push my legs open wide and your mouth is parting me, your tongue lapping over my clit.
I grab your hair and arch up into you, ready to break apart. You hold my ass up, pressing your face into me, using your nose, your lips, the rasp of unshaven hair on your chin. Your thumb presses inside me and you suck my clit into your mouth. When you moan, the vibration is too much. I writhe against you as my orgasm swells inside me and bursts. Flashes of pleasure flicker behind my eyelids. I cry out, rocking against your mouth. Your thumb is replaced with your tongue inside me, and my pulsing muscles contract around it.
My limp legs fall to the bed on either side of you and your raise your head. “So beautiful,” you whisper, and place one last kiss on my overly sensitive pussy.
You work your way back up my body, and I wrap my legs around your waist. Slowly, silently, you slide back inside me and press your lips to mine. I taste my tangy, salty flavor on your lips, on your tongue. “I want to feel you come inside me.”
“That’s all I ever want.” You thread your fingers between mine and press my hands to the pillow over my head. I lose myself in your kisses, in the feel of your hot skin pressed against mine, in the smell of sex in the air. Our bodies respond to each other, a chemical attraction. You’re the one person in this universe meant to be mine for all eternity.
Your body quivers and I know you’re close. You thrust harder, slamming into me. I tighten around you eager to come again, to lose myself with you this time. I slide my legs down lower, wrapping them around your thighs. Your pelvis rubs against my clit with each thrust. “Merrick. Oh God. I’m going to come again.”
“Yes. With me,” you groan.
“Oh… oh!” A sob jerks from my throat as my orgasm breaks free, and I feel you begin to pulse inside me.
Your head drops to my shoulder and you rock slower, bringing us both down from bliss.
You let go of my hands and take my face between yours. “I love you.”
I kiss you desperately. “I love you, too.”
You roll us over so my head is resting on your chest, and tuck the sheet around us. I fall asleep listening to your heartbeat, a warm breeze from the window drifting over my skin, and the promise of our love etched on the beam above our heads.
Chapter Eight
It’s Friday, and other than the bump in the road with the menu, everything’s coming together as planned. Our guests arrive this evening via luxury pontoon from the mainland stocked with wine and