Page 46 of Lost Paradise

As soon as I emerge to get air, I find Zane has inched his way closer to me. We’re less than a foot away from each other, and considering we’re both naked, the temperature here is beginning to rise.

“So I’m curious about something,” he says, and there’s this gleam in his eye, and I’m wondering where he’s going with that statement.

“What’s that?”

“Well, do you know Mr. Coldwell’s first name, because I can’t imagine you call himMr. Coldwellin the throws of passion.”

“Maybe….”

“Maybe?” he raises a brow. “So do you say,‘Oh, Mr. Coldwell! You naughty old boy. Just give it to me harder!’” He strains his voice in a ridiculously high-pitched tone and chuckles.

I can't help but giggle, too. “I don’t sound like that! And yeah! I do know his name, but I’ll never tell!” and with that, I splash his face and swim off.

Turning around, I see him hot on my trail, chasing me across the lagoon. I hastily swim towards the waterfall, almost drowning in the process because my giggling has turned into hysterical laughter. I climb up the rocks and dash behind the waterfall, but as soon as I turn to see where he is, a hand grabs me and pushes me up against the rock wall.

Zane puts his arms on either side of my shoulders, blocking me in. It’s a male-dominating move that excites me. His entire giant body hovers over mine, and he’s looking down as wet droplets fall from his hair to his face and onto me.

Both of us are aware of our current situation.

“So you’re gonna tell me, now?”

“I promised him I wouldn?.” My words get lost on his lips, and he winds his fingers through my hair, clasping the back of my neck. This kiss starts off rough, but soon, his lips soften, and he makes love to my mouth in a way nobody has ever done before.

He holds me against the wall and continues to kiss me. His tongue pierces through and is welcomed by the tip of mine. My hand explores the skin of his back, loving the way his muscles bunch at my touch, and our kiss becomes deep as my body quivers against his. He’s rock hard, and so is his cock, as I feel it poke my pelvis.

I’m about to explode from this kiss alone.

The air is thick with mist, and a fine spray from the waterfall dances upon our skin like a thousand tiny kisses from heaven as we continue our onslaught on each other. It doesn’t matter who initiated this; it’s the fact that I want Zane so badly.

When he pulls back, he wraps his arms around me and presses his lips to my head, holding me tight. We don’t talk because the roar of the falling water is loud and drowning out most sounds. But I know he wants me as much as I want him.

I push him slightly away and look up at him and smile, reaching out as my fingers explore the ridges and valleys of his torso, slowly making my way down his delicious V that stirs my core, and finally, my fingers explore the base of his cock.

Teasing him a little, I let my fingers slide around his skin but don’t touch his monstrous-sized, hardened cock. It twitches, desperate for human touch, and I wait just a moment longer beforelooking up and locking my eyes on his as I take his length into my grip and feel him.

My thumb gently slides over his slit and spreads stringy pre-cum around his tip. This prompts him to momentarily close his eyes, savoring the moment, before widening them as I release my hold. With a playful gesture, I slip my thumb into my mouth, relishing his taste, all the while maintaining eye contact with a mischievous smile.

With one sudden move, my back is shoved against the cool, damp rock wall, his body up close to mine, closing in the space between us. His hand cups the side of my face, his thumb tracing my lips, sliding further down to my neck where his entire hand wraps around it and holds me there momentarily before continuing down my collarbone and finally finding my breast.

He cradles my breast in his hand, moving his palm over my pebbled nipple. His cock hardens and pokes against my body. With a measured pace, he grinds his pelvis against me as he rolls my nipple between his fingers, watching his hand with fascination.

Who the fuck would have thought a nice boy from the Midwest would relish in sexual control like this?

Zane’s other hand moves away from the wall, sliding down my body to my front, and he kicks my legs to push them wide as he positions himself between them. His fingers caress my folds softly, causing me to arch my back with a desperate need for more.

Pulling on my nipple, he leans forward and catches my lips just as his fingers break through my folds, and I moan straight into his mouth.

Reaching out, I clasp my hand around his solid round shoulder and grip it hard as he finds my clit. I can’t help my pelvis grinding into his hand as he inserts his fingers inside me, pumping me and encouraging me to come on him.

Despite what he’s doing to me, his lips move with a certain gentleness, making love to my mouth. I’m so aroused with everything he’s doing and riding that edge as fast as I can until I have nothing left to give and shut my eyes, and stars burst behind my eyelids, crying out my pleasure straight into his mouth.

He releases himself from me and takes a moment to observe what he’s done with a wicked yet satisfied grin on his face. His hand slides to my ass, then he jerks me up and into his arms. My legs wrap around him obediently as he pins me against the rock wall, his cock pressing against me exactly right whereI need him.

With one full thrust, he pushes against me, filling me and stretching me with every sense of the word. He allows my body to accommodate his thick cock and then begins fucking me in earnest, gliding in and out, controlling this as he holds me against the wall, grinding and rotating his pelvis as he pleases.

He pauses momentarily, his stiff cock still inside me, and he tilts his head up and lavishes my neck and breasts with kisses before moving again inside me.

It’s nearly impossible to keep my eyes open through the intensity of it all, but I do, desperately desiring to watch his perfect, powerful body at work as he fucks me into this cliff. His flawlessly toned muscles flex and tense with each penetration, our panting getting stronger and his grip on me getting tighter as we’re almost reaching the edge together.

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