arched her spine, unable to keep still, her breasts reaching
for more of both.
Jack’s fingers
worked loose the bows on both sides of her bikini briefs. He didn’t
displace the material, but her body knew what was coming and heat
pooled low in her abdomen. Her blood steamed inside her veins and
each breath came out on a whimpered moan.
“Part your
thighs, baby.” His voice was husky, a groan of his own need, and
she obeyed willingly. He flipped the final triangle of her bikini
down, this time exposing her intimate core.
His mouth
moved off her breast. Her lids were so heavy, she couldn’t open her
eyes, but she knew instinctively that he’d lifted his gaze to the
apex of her spread thighs. Without his mouth sucking her, without
his body covering her, with only his gaze on her and the
anticipation of his next touch, every sensory nerve seemed to be
pulsing at her centre. The intensity grew with each passing second
that he didn’t touch her. The heat of the sun stroked her core,
hotter and hotter, until her lower folds were swollen masses of
aching desire.
“Jack,
please…” She couldn’t take much more. She bucked as the tip of a
finger stroked a line between the folds and rubbed lightly over her
pulsating pearl. Liquid heat rushed from her. That finger trailed
down to dip inside and massage her own juices into her throbbing
flesh.
“Jack, I
can’t…” A burning tremor started deep inside. She needed to
explode. Right now.
“Okay, baby,
let go.” His mouth crushed over her breast again, sucking her
nipple hard against the length of his tongue. Between her thighs,
his thumb swirled a point of hot pleasure into her pearl bud while
his palm rubbed hard against her swollen lower lips. Two fingers
speared her, touching an erogenous spot deep within her.
Her torso
lifted off the ground as she exploded in wave upon wave of burning
heat, grinding her core against his palm and the fingers thrusting
to the rhythm of her climax. Once she’d peaked and crashed, his
fingers stopped moving but remained buried deep so she could pulse
and clench against the thickness as she slowly floated down from
that staggering height of oblivion and brought her legs
together.
Megan felt
utterly boneless. Each breath was a gulp for air as tremors of
aftershock shuddered through her.
She opened her
eyes and saw the agony of unspent desire carved into Jack’s face
just before his head came down, his mouth crushing hers in an
unyielding kiss. His tongue pushed deep inside to mate with hers
and she met each stroke with a fresh surge of passion. His body
moved partially over hers as he inserted a leg between her thighs.
The length of his erection lay thick and heavy on her belly. Skin
roughened by chest hairs scraped a new level of sensitivity over
her breasts and her nipples hardened against his warm skin.
Her belly was
tightening again, demanding more, aching for the fullness of him
thrusting deep inside her, joining them with the same intimacy of
his darting, exploring tongue.
She hooked one
leg around him and arched her hips, rocking slightly, thrilling in
the sensation as he grew even harder against her belly.
His fingers
tangled in her hair, his body sliding over hers with a hot,
dragging friction. She slid her arms around him, her nails scraping
lightly down his back until she reached the ribbed waistband of his
trunks. She gave the wet material an impatient, ineffectual tug,
but it was enough to encourage Jack to roll off her and shrug out
of his trunks. He reached for his backpack and settled between her
thighs a few moments later, fully sheathed.
Supporting his
weight on his elbows, poised for entry at the juncture of her
thighs, he looked into her eyes. He didn’t say anything, didn’t
move as he looked at her.
His eyes held
a depth of emotion she’d never seen there before. Hunger, need, the
same raw desire that strained at his jaw, but so much more. He
hungered for her, not just a woman’s body. The urgency to
for more of both.
Jack’s fingers
worked loose the bows on both sides of her bikini briefs. He didn’t
displace the material, but her body knew what was coming and heat
pooled low in her abdomen. Her blood steamed inside her veins and
each breath came out on a whimpered moan.
“Part your
thighs, baby.” His voice was husky, a groan of his own need, and
she obeyed willingly. He flipped the final triangle of her bikini
down, this time exposing her intimate core.
His mouth
moved off her breast. Her lids were so heavy, she couldn’t open her
eyes, but she knew instinctively that he’d lifted his gaze to the
apex of her spread thighs. Without his mouth sucking her, without
his body covering her, with only his gaze on her and the
anticipation of his next touch, every sensory nerve seemed to be
pulsing at her centre. The intensity grew with each passing second
that he didn’t touch her. The heat of the sun stroked her core,
hotter and hotter, until her lower folds were swollen masses of
aching desire.
“Jack,
please…” She couldn’t take much more. She bucked as the tip of a
finger stroked a line between the folds and rubbed lightly over her
pulsating pearl. Liquid heat rushed from her. That finger trailed
down to dip inside and massage her own juices into her throbbing
flesh.
“Jack, I
can’t…” A burning tremor started deep inside. She needed to
explode. Right now.
“Okay, baby,
let go.” His mouth crushed over her breast again, sucking her
nipple hard against the length of his tongue. Between her thighs,
his thumb swirled a point of hot pleasure into her pearl bud while
his palm rubbed hard against her swollen lower lips. Two fingers
speared her, touching an erogenous spot deep within her.
Her torso
lifted off the ground as she exploded in wave upon wave of burning
heat, grinding her core against his palm and the fingers thrusting
to the rhythm of her climax. Once she’d peaked and crashed, his
fingers stopped moving but remained buried deep so she could pulse
and clench against the thickness as she slowly floated down from
that staggering height of oblivion and brought her legs
together.
Megan felt
utterly boneless. Each breath was a gulp for air as tremors of
aftershock shuddered through her.
She opened her
eyes and saw the agony of unspent desire carved into Jack’s face
just before his head came down, his mouth crushing hers in an
unyielding kiss. His tongue pushed deep inside to mate with hers
and she met each stroke with a fresh surge of passion. His body
moved partially over hers as he inserted a leg between her thighs.
The length of his erection lay thick and heavy on her belly. Skin
roughened by chest hairs scraped a new level of sensitivity over
her breasts and her nipples hardened against his warm skin.
Her belly was
tightening again, demanding more, aching for the fullness of him
thrusting deep inside her, joining them with the same intimacy of
his darting, exploring tongue.
She hooked one
leg around him and arched her hips, rocking slightly, thrilling in
the sensation as he grew even harder against her belly.
His fingers
tangled in her hair, his body sliding over hers with a hot,
dragging friction. She slid her arms around him, her nails scraping
lightly down his back until she reached the ribbed waistband of his
trunks. She gave the wet material an impatient, ineffectual tug,
but it was enough to encourage Jack to roll off her and shrug out
of his trunks. He reached for his backpack and settled between her
thighs a few moments later, fully sheathed.
Supporting his
weight on his elbows, poised for entry at the juncture of her
thighs, he looked into her eyes. He didn’t say anything, didn’t
move as he looked at her.
His eyes held
a depth of emotion she’d never seen there before. Hunger, need, the
same raw desire that strained at his jaw, but so much more. He
hungered for her, not just a woman’s body. The urgency to
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