my life.”
Holy cow, he was too.
He nodded politely at the ladies as they manoeuvred past the deck chairs. One woman eyed him hungrily, and Beth wanted to hang a sign around his neck saying Taken .
Where the hell had that come from? She beat down the feelings of jealousy as fast as she could. Daniel and her were…friends…although it appeared they were about to enjoy some benefits. Sweet Jesus. The heat racing over her skin had nothing to do with the hot tub they’d just left.
Daniel took the side hallway between the men’s and ladies’ change rooms, glancing behind them cautiously before opening a door and leading her in. It was one of the family change rooms. The rectangular room held a small wall-mounted bench and a larger shower enclosure at the far end. He leaned the crutches against the far wall then closed the door. The click of the lock echoed loud in the room.
“Daniel, what—?”
He spun her in his arms, and swallowed the question. He took control of her lips, clutching their bodies together tightly, kissing her madly. She gave in, the need for him having built too high over the past days to try and deny anymore.
Teeth and tongues, wet touches, simmering need. All she could do was feel, all she could think about was the way her body reacted. He peeled off one shoulder strap of her tank-top suit and fastened his mouth to her breast. Sucking the tip hard, he nipped and licked and drove her mad. He leaned her back on the wall and peeled down the other strap, one hand cupping the round of her breast before feasting on it in turn. Every nerve in her body sang. The constant ache in her leg faded to nothing as pleasure rose higher and higher. She ran her fingers through his hair, holding his mouth to her intimately. The repetitious tug of his lips teased and ramped up her need.
It only took a second for him to strip away the rest of her suit, and her hands flew upward in an attempt to cover her torso.
“Darling, you’re gorgeous. Don’t hide, don’t let yourself doubt how fucking incredible it makes me feel to see you naked in front of me.” Daniel spoke quietly, his hands clasping her fingers gently and tugging her arms to the sides. Beth planted her palms against the wall for balance, her legs spread wide.
“Sweet mercy, woman.” He drew a finger down her torso as he knelt at her feet, and her belly fluttered under his touch. He leaned closer and took a deep breath in through his nose. “I can smell your desire. You’re wet just thinking about what we’re going to do, aren’t you?”
Her legs trembled. “What are we going to do?”
His wicked grin flashed. “I already told you. Non-vanilla. We’ve got forty-five minutes left.”
With one hand he separated the curls of her body, touching her slowly, his gaze never leaving hers. Again and again he circled a finger along the sensitive skin of her sex, her labia and her clit pulsing in time with her heart. A single finger slipped into her depths, and he licked her clit and she moaned.
“You can make some noise, but no screaming, okay? I’ll take you somewhere for the screaming sex another time.”
“Jesus, Daniel, shut up already and…hell.” He bit her clit and the top of her head nearly blew off, it felt so damn good. Another finger joined the first, and he stroked and teased her, inside and out now, his tongue moving rapidly against her throbbing clit. His fingers plunged into her faster and faster until there was no hope of holding back, and her orgasm flashed like a wild fire. He slowed his strokes, drawing out the waves until she grasped his head and dragged him away from her now-too-sensitive center.
He rose, and those eyes caught her in his spell. He stripped off his swim trunks, and she swore at the size of him, his erection slamming into his belly as he stood. He pulled a condom from the towel on the counter, rolled it on and stepped closer.
“Daniel, how are we going to—?”
He kissed her wildly, that massive cock
Holy cow, he was too.
He nodded politely at the ladies as they manoeuvred past the deck chairs. One woman eyed him hungrily, and Beth wanted to hang a sign around his neck saying Taken .
Where the hell had that come from? She beat down the feelings of jealousy as fast as she could. Daniel and her were…friends…although it appeared they were about to enjoy some benefits. Sweet Jesus. The heat racing over her skin had nothing to do with the hot tub they’d just left.
Daniel took the side hallway between the men’s and ladies’ change rooms, glancing behind them cautiously before opening a door and leading her in. It was one of the family change rooms. The rectangular room held a small wall-mounted bench and a larger shower enclosure at the far end. He leaned the crutches against the far wall then closed the door. The click of the lock echoed loud in the room.
“Daniel, what—?”
He spun her in his arms, and swallowed the question. He took control of her lips, clutching their bodies together tightly, kissing her madly. She gave in, the need for him having built too high over the past days to try and deny anymore.
Teeth and tongues, wet touches, simmering need. All she could do was feel, all she could think about was the way her body reacted. He peeled off one shoulder strap of her tank-top suit and fastened his mouth to her breast. Sucking the tip hard, he nipped and licked and drove her mad. He leaned her back on the wall and peeled down the other strap, one hand cupping the round of her breast before feasting on it in turn. Every nerve in her body sang. The constant ache in her leg faded to nothing as pleasure rose higher and higher. She ran her fingers through his hair, holding his mouth to her intimately. The repetitious tug of his lips teased and ramped up her need.
It only took a second for him to strip away the rest of her suit, and her hands flew upward in an attempt to cover her torso.
“Darling, you’re gorgeous. Don’t hide, don’t let yourself doubt how fucking incredible it makes me feel to see you naked in front of me.” Daniel spoke quietly, his hands clasping her fingers gently and tugging her arms to the sides. Beth planted her palms against the wall for balance, her legs spread wide.
“Sweet mercy, woman.” He drew a finger down her torso as he knelt at her feet, and her belly fluttered under his touch. He leaned closer and took a deep breath in through his nose. “I can smell your desire. You’re wet just thinking about what we’re going to do, aren’t you?”
Her legs trembled. “What are we going to do?”
His wicked grin flashed. “I already told you. Non-vanilla. We’ve got forty-five minutes left.”
With one hand he separated the curls of her body, touching her slowly, his gaze never leaving hers. Again and again he circled a finger along the sensitive skin of her sex, her labia and her clit pulsing in time with her heart. A single finger slipped into her depths, and he licked her clit and she moaned.
“You can make some noise, but no screaming, okay? I’ll take you somewhere for the screaming sex another time.”
“Jesus, Daniel, shut up already and…hell.” He bit her clit and the top of her head nearly blew off, it felt so damn good. Another finger joined the first, and he stroked and teased her, inside and out now, his tongue moving rapidly against her throbbing clit. His fingers plunged into her faster and faster until there was no hope of holding back, and her orgasm flashed like a wild fire. He slowed his strokes, drawing out the waves until she grasped his head and dragged him away from her now-too-sensitive center.
He rose, and those eyes caught her in his spell. He stripped off his swim trunks, and she swore at the size of him, his erection slamming into his belly as he stood. He pulled a condom from the towel on the counter, rolled it on and stepped closer.
“Daniel, how are we going to—?”
He kissed her wildly, that massive cock
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