Page 145 of South Beach Bodyguards

So I strolled across the tile beside the pool. I had a tremendous amount of experience walking in heels and getting myself out of heels. My initial thought was to stroll up to Alejandro but I changed my mind and dropped down onto the ground by the edge of the pool. Knees up, I undid the straps of my heels first one, then the other. I slipped them off and glanced up, sensing Alejandro on the move.

Before he could influence what I was about to do, I stood back up and shimmied out of my panties. He made a sound deep in his throat. “Sit down,” I told him.

I did so myself and dangled my feet into the water. It was a perfect temperature. Refreshing but not cold. “Ah,” I said, tossing my hair back and arching my back so that my breasts were displayed to full advantage.

“You’re killing me,” he said, sitting down beside me. “Is the water cold?”

“No.” I slipped down into it, using my arms. Then I bounced on my tiptoes and maneuvered myself between his legs.

His eyebrows went up. “What is going on here?”

“I’m just finding a more comfortable position.” With that, I gripped the base of his shaft and took the full length of his thick cock into my mouth.

Miranda had a way of shocking me. First seeing her holding a knife. Then a gun. It was at odds with what I knew about her. But taking the initiative and sucking me? Totally fine by me, even if it was unexpected. She had the sweetest mouth and right now she was very enthusiastically going down on me. Watching her blond head bent over me, her tits bobbing in the pool, I felt that draw deep down into my balls and everything tightened. She was gorgeous and this was a fantasy come true.

I stroked her hair, overwhelmed by both tenderness and the urgent need to pound her mouth with my cock.

Settling for somewhere in between, I gripped her hair and encouraged her. “That’s it, baby. That feels amazing.”

Glancing up as she pulled fully back, she shot me a smile. It was the hottest fucking view I had ever had. I tugged harder on her blond strands, unable to resist. “Get back on there,” I told her, hearing how raw and gravely my voice sounded.

I was hanging on to my control by a thread. What I really wanted to do was take over, thrust into her. But I gritted my teeth and waited for her.

“Something tells me you like this,” she said.

“You could say that.” It was instinct to close my eyes, but there was no way I wanted to miss this view.

“How’s this?” She flicked her tongue over the tip.

I shrugged, amused by her flirtatious little smile. “It’s a tease.”

“Oh, so you want this?” She wrapped her lips around and sucked, drawing me halfway.

“Yes, I want this. I want it deep.”

Suddenly she gave it to me. I was fully engorged in her hot little mouth and I felt my balls tighten. I groaned without meaning to. I wanted to stay in control but I couldn’t help but express my pleasure at her very naked enthusiasm towards my cock. She was going hard on me now, finding a fast, hot rhythm that created a slick heat.

“That’s it, baby. You’re doing beautiful.”

I let myself enjoy her, but held on tight to my control, my body tense. My jaw was set and my knuckles were white, gripping her shoulders. Every time she slid her warm mouth down to the base of my shaft, I felt it to the base of my balls and all the way down to my toes.

But then she shifted and her breasts bobbed above the water, brushing against my thighs, wet and warm and full. It was too much and I didn’t want to deny myself her pussy. I needed her pussy.

So I yanked her back off of me. She looked up at me, surprised, making a little sound of pleasure as she wiped her swollen lips. Holy shit, she was stunning. The ends of her hair had been soaked with pool water and clung to her dewy flesh. Her nipples were a dusky pink and tight, water droplets rolling down her breasts. Her eyes were bright and wide, dark with lust. The corner of her mouth was turned up, like she was pleased with herself and her performance, as she should be.

“What’s wrong?” she asked. “Not deep enough? I can try harder.” She was resting on my knees, the water giving her enough buoyancy that I wasn’t concerned she was straining.

Her words nearly killed me. “You sexy little flirt. You know full well you had my cock as far back in your throat as it can go and that I fucking loved it.”

Miranda gave a little laugh. “Maybe. But there’s nothing to say I can’t try.”

I almost gave in. I almost let her take me back into her mouth and fuck me with those sweet lips until I came.

But I resisted. That could come another day. I had thirty. No sense in rushing anything. “Get up here.” I pulled her up out of the water by her forearms.

She squawked. “Alejandro! Stop.”

“Why? I want you closer to me.” I got her into my lap, her skin cool from the pool. Water splattered over me as we collided, skin on damp skin. Goose bumps rose on her flesh. “Mmm, this is better.” She was all juicy curves and plump lips.

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