“Oh my God,” she whispered.
I pulled her dress down past her waist and thighs before tossing it beside us, leaving her in nothing but a lacy white thong.
“Have you thought of me when you were alone?”
She sucked in a breath and nodded. “A lot.”
“How often?”
“Every day. Sometimes twice a day.” She smiled up at me.
“Tell me what I was doing to you.”
“I will when you take off some of those clothes. I don’t like being the only one undressed.”
I pushed up on my knees and unbuttoned my shirt, shoving it off my shoulders. Brinkley sat forward and reached for the button on my jeans.
So eager. I wrapped my fingers around her wrists and pulled them away. “Not yet. I want to taste you first. Is that something you’ve thought about?”
“Mmm-hmmm,” she said as I dropped down, pushing her legs apart.
“All this pretty lace I need to work around.” I kissed her over the fabric, my fingers tracing along her inner thigh.
“Lincoln,” she whispered as her fingers tugged at my hair.
“Do you have any idea how long I’ve thought about this moment right now? About burying myself between your pretty thighs?”
“How long?” she asked as she writhed beneath me, and I ran my fingers over the lace covering her pussy.
Back and forth slowly.
“Since the night you had me escorted out of Reynolds’， I’ve wanted to drop to my knees right there. Spread you wide. Taste you. Make you cry out my name over and over.”
“Please,” she moaned.
I slipped the lacy fabric to the side and replaced my fingers with my tongue. Her hips jerked in response, and I lifted her legs and settled them over my shoulders to give me even better access.
“Is this what you want?” I asked as I continued teasing her with my tongue.
Breathing in all that sweetness that I’d been craving for weeks.
“Oh my God. Yes.”
I gripped her hips and took my time licking and sucking and tasting her, over and over. I’d bring her to the edge and then pull back.
Her thighs tightened against me, and she bucked harder.
Faster.
And this time, I didn’t pull back.
I slipped one finger inside, and she gasped.
“So fucking tight,” I said as I slipped in and out of her before sliding in another finger and feeling her tighten around me.
She bucked faster, her breaths filling the space around us.
I sealed my mouth over her clit and sucked before flicking my tongue against her sensitive bundle.
I felt it before it happened. The way her body trembled and shook before she cried out my name. I stayed right there, waiting for her to ride out every last bit of pleasure.
Once her breathing slowed and her body settled, I reluctantly pulled my fingers out and sat up on my knees, slipping them into my mouth as I watched her.
“Wow,” she whispered. “That was something, Captain.”
I leaned down and pushed her dark hair away from her face. “You’re all sass and fire when you speak, but you’re pure fucking sugar between your legs, sweetheart. I don’t think I’ll ever get enough.”
“You can have as much as you want,” she said with a chuckle. “But now it’s your turn.”
She pushed up and shoved me back enough for her to get up on her knees, facing me. She reached for my jeans and unbuttoned them before sliding them down my thighs. Next, she reached for the band of my boxer briefs, and I didn’t miss the way her breath caught as she slid them down, my cock springing free.
“Holy shit,” she whispered. “I don’t think there’s any way that’s going to fit.”
Now it was my turn to chuckle. “We’ll take our time. There’s no rush.”
She bit down on her juicy bottom lip. “Okay. You know I don’t scare easily. Please tell me you have a condom?”
I pushed to my feet and shoved my clothing all the way off before reaching into the back pocket of my jeans for my wallet. I pulled out a condom and tore off the top, removing the latex from the packet. She reached for it and took it from me. I thought she was going to slide it on, but instead, she surprised me as she gripped my cock. Her tongue came out to lick the tip, and she swirled her tongue around several times.
“Jesus,” I hissed. “You’re killing me.”
She looked up at me, long lashes flanking those gorgeous, dark eyes. The light from the moon shone down on her like a fucking halo.
Her mouth came over my dick, her hand at the base as she slowly moved up and down. My head fell back, eyes closed, and I reveled in the moment.
Nothing had ever felt better.
I pulled back, placing a hand on each side of her face just enough that she released me with a pop, looking up at me with confusion.
“You feel too good. And I want to be inside you now.”
She nodded, her hands trembling as she slipped the latex over my swollen cock.
I covered her hands with mine to help her along and then urged her back.
Her legs fell open, making room for me, and I teased her entrance with my tip, rubbing it up and down along her seam.
“Is this what you want, sweetheart?” I asked.
“Yes.”
I moved in slowly, just a little bit at first. My gaze locked with hers. Her eyes were hooded. Lips plump and begging to be kissed. I ran my tongue along her bottom lip before my mouth claimed hers. I pressed forward, using all the restraint I had to take it slow.
Inch by glorious fucking inch.
She was so tight.
So wet.
“Don’t stop,” she whispered. “I want to feel all of you.”
I pulled back to look at her, making sure she was okay, and I pushed forward. I continued to move, her hand on my face now, letting me know she wanted more.
“You’re so fucking perfect,” I said as I pushed all the way in. I paused for a minute to give her time to adjust to me.
“Nothing has ever felt this good. You were worth the wait,” she said, her voice a sexy mix of need and desire.
I watched her. Waited. And her lips turned up the slightest bit in the corners, and she gave me a small nod.
I pulled back, slowly at first, before thrusting back in. She arched up in response, letting me know that she loved it. My mouth covered her perfect tit, and I flicked her hard peak with my tongue.
I swear this woman was fucking made for me.
She tugged at my hair, pulling my mouth up to hers. Our tongues tangled as I thrust in and out of her.
We found our rhythm. Meeting one another thrust for thrust.
I knew she was fucking close because she squeezed my cock with force. Her walls tightened around me, her breaths out of control. I wanted to watch her fall apart this time. I pulled back, taking both of her hands in mine and pinning them above her head. My other hand moved between us, knowing exactly where she needed me to touch her.
And I watched as this beautiful woman’s eyes closed, lips swollen from where I’d kissed her, chest rising and falling.
“Lincoln,” she cried out. Her body shook, and I moved faster.
Once.
Twice.
And I exploded, going right over the edge with her.
Waves splashed against the sand.
A breeze moved around us.
And I wished I could stay right here with her forever.