entrance once more she saw fireworks on the horizon. Sparks shot along her spine, straight to her clit.
A little more and she would come apart. Her entire body strained in his hold, arching to maximize the impact of his veiny shaft on her sensitized channel, fusing them together. When she shifted her hand, he released her leg then covered her fingers with his on her clit. He studied the motion she used on herself for the span of several heartbeats before taking over on his own.
Sloan held her leg high so he could work her both from the rear and in front, trapping her in a vise of bliss. Rapture fizzled along her nerve endings. But his ragged cries, as he chanted her name, alerted her to his impending orgasm, instigating her climax.
The first wash of his hot come on her swollen tissue amplified her initial contractions until she screamed her relief. He locked her in his arms as he filled her to overflowing with the semen he released in burst after burst. His cock still jerked inside her when he lowered his mouth to her neck and nipped her beside his necklace in a show of possession so primal her pussy hugged him tight again.
And again.
And again.
* * * * *
A few hours later—hours filled with lounging, laughter and more loving—some very obvious splashing and thunderous discussion alerted them to Lynn and Sebastian’s approach long before their friends reached their paradise hideaway.
“Thanks for the heads-up but we’re decent in here,” Mark shouted, his voice rich with laughter.
“You know, I don’t object to indecency.” Sebastian boosted his fiancée into the open-fronted bungalow with one arm then handed her a picnic basket and a cheap cooler. “I just want to make sure we’re invited, not crashing the party.”
“You’re always welcome, amico .” Mark smiled at Sebastian and Lynn, who glanced toward Sloan.
She nodded as well. “I’m glad to see you escaped the pirates.”
“No thanks to this saucy wench.” Sebastian slapped Lynn on the ass as she bent over to unpack the amazing dinner they’d brought.
World-class food served on banana leaves, eaten cross-legged on a mattress in a straw hut, in the company of great friends—Sloan couldn’t believe her good fortune.
After a delicious meal and bunches of stories about their day apart, they packed all the garbage in a plastic bag.
“Could you hand me a drink?” Sloan asked Sebastian, who sprawled closest to the supplies.
“I think we’re all out, babe. Sorry, I should have grabbed more. I didn’t realize how dehydrated we’d gotten today. Make one last beer run with me, Mark?” Sebastian put the lid on the cooler then tucked it under his arm.
“Sure.” Mark winked at her. “We worked up quite a sweat before. Don’t want my Cougar to run out of steam.”
He kissed her on the cheek before taking off at a run, launching himself—still shirtless—into the sea.
The guys cannonballed off the platform into the water, wrestling each other while they whooped and hollered like a pair of kids, making their way toward the restaurant on the shore.
When Sloan quit shaking her head, she turned to Lynn. “Thanks for dinner. You didn’t have to buy. Hell, inviting me on this trip was more than I could have hoped for. Today has been wonderful.”
“My pleasure, it’s the least I could do after your help in researching the temple. Not to mention the show you two put on for us this morning.”
“I’m glad it didn’t freak you out.” Sloan turned to face Lynn head-on. “I’ve never done anything like that before.”
“Look, Sloan, I realize things have moved at the speed of light since you and I ran into each other at the stadium the other day, but none of us will judge you. Hell, I fucked Sebastian less than two hours after meeting him. Not too much longer after that I was sandwiched between him and Mark.” Lynn clapped her hand over her mouth. “Oh my God. What am I saying? I didn’t think. Shit. Are you okay with
A little more and she would come apart. Her entire body strained in his hold, arching to maximize the impact of his veiny shaft on her sensitized channel, fusing them together. When she shifted her hand, he released her leg then covered her fingers with his on her clit. He studied the motion she used on herself for the span of several heartbeats before taking over on his own.
Sloan held her leg high so he could work her both from the rear and in front, trapping her in a vise of bliss. Rapture fizzled along her nerve endings. But his ragged cries, as he chanted her name, alerted her to his impending orgasm, instigating her climax.
The first wash of his hot come on her swollen tissue amplified her initial contractions until she screamed her relief. He locked her in his arms as he filled her to overflowing with the semen he released in burst after burst. His cock still jerked inside her when he lowered his mouth to her neck and nipped her beside his necklace in a show of possession so primal her pussy hugged him tight again.
And again.
And again.
* * * * *
A few hours later—hours filled with lounging, laughter and more loving—some very obvious splashing and thunderous discussion alerted them to Lynn and Sebastian’s approach long before their friends reached their paradise hideaway.
“Thanks for the heads-up but we’re decent in here,” Mark shouted, his voice rich with laughter.
“You know, I don’t object to indecency.” Sebastian boosted his fiancée into the open-fronted bungalow with one arm then handed her a picnic basket and a cheap cooler. “I just want to make sure we’re invited, not crashing the party.”
“You’re always welcome, amico .” Mark smiled at Sebastian and Lynn, who glanced toward Sloan.
She nodded as well. “I’m glad to see you escaped the pirates.”
“No thanks to this saucy wench.” Sebastian slapped Lynn on the ass as she bent over to unpack the amazing dinner they’d brought.
World-class food served on banana leaves, eaten cross-legged on a mattress in a straw hut, in the company of great friends—Sloan couldn’t believe her good fortune.
After a delicious meal and bunches of stories about their day apart, they packed all the garbage in a plastic bag.
“Could you hand me a drink?” Sloan asked Sebastian, who sprawled closest to the supplies.
“I think we’re all out, babe. Sorry, I should have grabbed more. I didn’t realize how dehydrated we’d gotten today. Make one last beer run with me, Mark?” Sebastian put the lid on the cooler then tucked it under his arm.
“Sure.” Mark winked at her. “We worked up quite a sweat before. Don’t want my Cougar to run out of steam.”
He kissed her on the cheek before taking off at a run, launching himself—still shirtless—into the sea.
The guys cannonballed off the platform into the water, wrestling each other while they whooped and hollered like a pair of kids, making their way toward the restaurant on the shore.
When Sloan quit shaking her head, she turned to Lynn. “Thanks for dinner. You didn’t have to buy. Hell, inviting me on this trip was more than I could have hoped for. Today has been wonderful.”
“My pleasure, it’s the least I could do after your help in researching the temple. Not to mention the show you two put on for us this morning.”
“I’m glad it didn’t freak you out.” Sloan turned to face Lynn head-on. “I’ve never done anything like that before.”
“Look, Sloan, I realize things have moved at the speed of light since you and I ran into each other at the stadium the other day, but none of us will judge you. Hell, I fucked Sebastian less than two hours after meeting him. Not too much longer after that I was sandwiched between him and Mark.” Lynn clapped her hand over her mouth. “Oh my God. What am I saying? I didn’t think. Shit. Are you okay with
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