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

breast hostage, tight in his hand, as the next and the next oil drops cascaded down onto my waiting breasts. I held my head back, relishing the gentle burning of the oil as I pressed my butt hard against his cock; wanting him to take me right there and then.
    Lex quickly discarded the bottle and squeezed my tits together again, causing the oil to ooze and trickle down over my bare stomach and into my lap.
    His hand followed the trail down my torso, allowing my breasts to be completely exposed the salty air, but he continued on his way down, close to the edge of my bikini bottoms.
    Oil pooled and soaked into the fabric around my pussy, and I could feel the oil slipping between my lips, mingling with my own excited juices. I wanted Lex’s finger to follow, to slip inside just as the oil had done. He didn’t disappoint.
    His hand palmed my pussy, rubbing hard against my folds, making the front of the bottoms bunch up to one side and exposing a maintained landing strip.
    Before I knew what was happening, Lex removed his hands from my slippery folds and lifted me onto his lap. His cock nudged at my entrance, eager to be let in as he lay back against the lounger. I was surprised and mystified at how he’d managed to quickly remove himself from his shorts, but I didn’t have much time to think as his hands pulled desperately at my bikini bottoms and opened my legs up wide; open and exposed.
    I was facing away from him, looking out at the ocean as my legs straddled either side of his toned body, on top of his crotch. And with a quick tilt of his hips, his rigid cock slipped effortlessly into my channel. I gave a cry of deep pleasure.
    The yacht rocked, and we hardly had to move at all. My walls clenched intermittently around his shaft just as Lex squeezed his butt, causing him to rise within me, getting deeper with each push.
    His hands explored every part of me that he could reach, spreading the oil far and wide on my sun kissed skin.
    It was delicious; slow and sensual, like a dance filled with passion but one that you took your time with, making sure every move you made was perfection.
    And it was nothing like I’d ever experienced before. It might have been the warm tangy air, the hot rays beating down upon us, and yet my whole body felt alive, as if each and every nerve ending were sparking at once.
    I wanted to turn around, to look him in the eyes as we moved together but his hands were clamped down too tightly upon my hips to make it possible.
    Lex’s cock grazed the rough patch inside of me at just the right angle, and I moaned into the sea wind, no longer caring if anyone heard me.
    “Yes, right there,” I said, grinding my hips to experience the flash of pleasure again.
    I cupped my breasts as wave upon wave crashed against my insides. I squeezed hard at my nipples, and an incredible vortex–like swirl spun without mercy between my legs.
    The pressure was almost too much, and with one last thrust I fell apart at the seams, collapsing forward as my insides gushed against his throbbing cock.
    ***
    I was just about to collect my top, but Lex got there before me. With a quick arc of his arm, the turquoise material flew up and away, floating down slowly before coming into contact with the sea. It bobbed on the surface for a moment and then quickly disappeared as the water soaked into the fabric.
    Oh, really?
    I stood with my hands on my hips; I wasn’t going to throw a tantrum, but I wasn’t going to let him off the hook that easily. “I’m not sure why you keep buying me clothes, when you just keep throwing them away.”
    “You don’t need clothes, my darling. You’re perfect the way you are,” he said as he gently pinched my exposed nipple.
    “Fine then,” I said and held out my hand. “I want your shorts then.”
    Lex’s eyebrow arched in amusement but he quickly handed over his boating shorts. I frowned.
    “Not what you were expecting?” He laughed and took me in his arms. His naked form, solid muscles