Page 51 of Day Shift

My gaze drifted down. The moonlight glimmering on the water’s surface highlighted her every move. Her expression morphed into an impish smile, and she turned and carefully pulled herself up, water streaming down her back—ass—thighs as she faced the bay in the distance. The moon’s illumination caught the droplets on her skin, making her look like a damn goddess.

She placed her knee on the edge of the pool, giving me a tantalizing glimpse of her dark pink lips, then flipped herself around to sit on the edge, dangling her feet in the water. Like a siren luring me in, she stared down at me seductively. “I’m not trying to prove anything, Conan. I’m just being honest. I know what I want, and I want you.”

Heat flared in her eyes as she scrutinized me—daring me to make a move.

My control was slipping, her boldness pushing me to the edge. I had to make a choice, and every second made it harder to resist.

Angel slowly placed one foot, then the other, on the edge of the pool. She pressed her knees together, and water streamed down her shins, over the tops of her feet, and dripped from her cute little toenails that were painted hot pink. Then her knees separated and fell open, and she leisurely spread her legs wide, exposing her juicy pussy. I nearly lost my shit right then and there. My Angel wanted what she wanted, and that was me. Never in my fucking life had I seen something so damn inviting. The water glistened on her belly, falling in thin rivulets over her mound and down the creases of her thighs. The folds of her pussy were now on full display for me. My dick got rock-hard, even in the waist-deep cool water.

When she brought the fingers of one hand to her mouth, my gaze followed. Her tongue swirled around the two middle digits before they disappeared between her lips. The sight of her cheeks hollowing as she sucked sent my mind spiraling with thoughts of those lips wrapped around my cock. She trailed saliva-coated fingers down to tease one of her nipples, making it perk right up. Her other hand moved south, fingers dancing over her wet folds before settling on her clit. She circled her sensitive nub with her middle finger, and her back arched in response to the delicious friction. My eyes locked onto hers as she let out an intoxicating moan. This made my dick throb beneath the cool water, completely betraying any sense of control I thought I had.

Those crystal-blue eyes of hers…they cut through all the bullshit and pierced my soul. I was forever lost to her. That twenty percent angel, eighty percent devil mix made me want to dive headfirst into whatever underworld she’d take me.

As if reading my mind, Angel curled her lips into a sly smirk and she began giving me one hell of a show. She spread her legs wider, utterly captivating me.

“God, I want to feel your dick inside me.” She moaned as she slipped one, then two fingers into her wetness. I swallowed hard, trying to stay still and just watch her sexy performance. My cock twitched, aching to replace her fingers—to be the one making her moan and writhe.

Her fingers fucked her pussy mercilessly, pulling out only to sweep her sweet juices over her clit.

Her moans grew louder, more desperate. Then her orgasm ripped through her, making her groan loud enough that it echoed around the pool.

My control was slipping. Her boldness and pleasure-filled face pushing me up to the breaking point.

There she sat on the edge of the pool, writhing from the orgasm she’d just given herself. I couldn’t take it any longer, so I shot through the water like a fucking torpedo, reaching where she sat, legs still stretched wide. “Your pussy looks good enough to eat,” I growled.

She spread her legs for me like she knew it was going to be my last meal. And hell, maybe it was.

Reverently, I kneeled between her legs, hooking her thighs in my elbows, breathing in the intoxicating scent of her arousal. I lifted her ass and pulled it forward until it was hanging over the edge of the pool, giving me full access. Then I peppered her thighs with soft kisses before darting my tongue out and flicking her clit. Enveloping her in the warmth of my mouth, I feasted. Her gasp was music to my ears, spurring me on as I sucked and licked her sensitive nub. The tangy sweetness of her juices made my mouth water, and I couldn’t help but moan at the exquisite flavor.

“Oh God, yes!” she shouted, her hands gripping the pool’s edge as if her life depended on it.

My fingers slid into her wetness, curling in search of her most sensitive spot while I continued to feast on her clit. Her hips bucked, her breathing becoming ragged as my fingers brushed against that magic button. The combination had her squirming beneath me. Instead of tipping her over, I withdrew my fingers, replacing them with my hungry tongue. It pumped relentlessly in and out of her, my teeth grazing her clit while my thumb circled her puckered hole, applying just enough pressure to make her gasp. To my pleasant surprise, she pressed against my finger. I savored the thought of taking her there too.

Angel’s legs began to shake uncontrollably, her cries growing desperate as she reached the brink of another orgasm.

“Conan!”

Her walls clenched around my tongue, her body convulsing with ecstasy while she screamed my name. The sight of her writhing in pleasure, completely lost in the sensation, was enough to make me ready to burst.

I scooped her up effortlessly and carried her toward the steps of the pool. Her legs wrapped around my torso. Her pussy settled against my throbbing cock, the sensation making me all the more desperate for release.

Before I climbed the first step, she wriggled out of my hold, falling back into the water and laughing. She grabbed my hand and spun me around. Confused, I cocked my head to the side, arching a brow.

“Sit,” she commanded, pushing me onto the top step of the pool. The water lapped against my ass as my shaft stood tall, like a flagpole, out of the water.

She lowered herself onto her knees on the step below me until her face was level with my aching erection. Glancing up at me with that wicked grin of hers, she took it in her hand and licked the head slowly, her tongue teasing the sensitive frenulum. My Angel was eager to indulge in her own feast. Her other hand cupped my balls while teasing the strip of skin behind them, eliciting a deep groan from me that vibrated against her lips. She giggled, and I almost lost my mind.

“Shit, Angel, don’t do that to me. I want to savor this for as long as I can,” I growled as her tongue swirled around the head of my cock and down along the back of my shaft.

Her lips and hands worked in tandem, bringing me closer to my release. Soon she started pushing my cock deeper into her mouth and taking me into her throat, stroke after stroke until tears were streaming down her cheeks. She didn’t gag or show any sign of pain, but I couldn’t stand to push her beyond her limits. I gently withdrew from her mouth, not wanting to hurt her.

Angel rested her head on my thigh, gasping for air. Feeling the need for release, I pulled away from her and lifted her in my arms once more. I carried her over to a poolside chaise, positioning myself on top of her. As her legs wrapped around me, I put one foot on the ground.

“Conan,” she whispered, her breath hot against my ear. “I want you inside me.”

“My Angel, you have no idea how much I’ve been craving this,” I breathed out, thrusting into her tight heat in one smooth motion. Our bodies moved together, our desire for each other insatiable. The sounds of our passion filled the air, punctuated by the slap of skin against skin.

“Ah, what the fuck!” I yelped as an unexpected, wet sensation on my balls caught me off guard. I jerked back and caught sight of Murphy, Samantha’s little white shih tzu, going to town on my nether regions.

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