Billionaire Stepbrother: Spring (Our Forbidden Year Book 4) by Emilia Beaumont Page A

soft hand, he scraped the hair that dangled loose down my back away and over my shoulder, the tips of his fingers touching the base of my neck as he did so. And in the heat, I shivered delightfully at his touch.
    He traced his hand down my shoulder blades, and all of a sudden, with a quick yank on my bikini, he undid the fastening. I managed to press the rest of the material against my breasts, keeping it from falling, keeping it pinned, making sure I didn’t flash passing boats… maybe I’d save that for another day, but for now I was content enough lazing in Lex’s arms.
    I heard the sloshing of the oil as he squirted it into his palm, and I waited for him to touch me again. As soon as I felt his hot hands, greased with boiling oil, against my skin, I melted, relaxing into the moment. With nimble thumbs and gentle presses, he kneaded my muscles, and I moaned.
    This must have gotten him excited, as I could feel a hard rising digging into me from behind.
    His arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me closer to him. Yup, he was rock–solid. My pulse quickened in response; beating an echoing thrum around my entire being.
    For a few moments I waited, leaning against him, enjoying the surge of adrenaline that flowed through me and pressed my bum against his manhood as he got more oil.
    Using slick fingers, Lex caressed up my sides, sending shockwaves as he went, and he forced me to lift my arms slightly up and away from my body. His fingertips brushed against the edge of my breasts, and as he played with the silky skin, his touch sent more sparks of pleasure to my core, causing my nipples to stiffen under my hands.
    Lex got bolder, and with the help of the oil, he slipped his hands under the triangular material of the bikini and cupped my heavy breasts. I still had a tight hold of the top and resisted letting go, enjoying the feel of his hand beneath mine, playing with me, with only a thin segment of cloth between us.
    Lex leaned forward and nuzzled his stubbled chin into my neck. The way his coarse hair rubbed against the delicate strip of skin up along my throat was in stark contrast to the slippery oil that he covered my bare breasts with. It all felt so deliciously naughty, and my nether region trembled in excitement.
    “Let go of the top,” he whispered.
    I shook my head. I gasped as he bit down onto my exposed earlobe, punishing me for my defiance.
    My eyes darted quickly from one side of the deck to the other, making sure none of the crew could see us. I pondered for a brief moment, as conflicting thoughts swirled around my head. What if someone saw us? What would they think of me?
    The mimosas earlier had blurred the edges of my mind; I couldn’t think straight, but as Lex rubbed at each tender nipple, I knew that I wanted him above all else. And I reasoned the crew were most likely inside minding their own business anyway.
    “It’s OK, it’s just us. Let me see them. I need to see your tits,” he encouraged and kissed up my neck, licking the pulsing vein as my breathing hitched. I dropped my hands to my sides, but the bikini top clung defiantly to my chest as it rested upon Lex’s hands.
    With a quick flick of his finger the top tumbled from its perch and dropped into my lap.
    Lex opened his cupped hands and lifted my oil covered tits high to reveal them as he looked over my shoulder.
    I looked down and watched him as he teased them. He made a shelf with his hands, hoisted them up, and circled my nipples rapidly with his thumbs. The sensation drove me wild; watching him do it with the added pleasure of the oil to lubricate my skin was almost ecstasy.
    He let one breast fall back down as he reached for the open bottle of oil that’d been baking in the sun. He held it above us, in front of my face, and tilted it slowly upside–down.
    A bead of oil accumulated at the top and swelled before gravity took over. The boiling drop splashed down onto my skin, causing me to flinch. But Lex held me still, keeping one