Page 83 of Her Wild Coast Refuge

“You doing okay?” She caresses my face, her touch gentle.

I smile and give her a slow, sensual kiss. “I should be asking you that question.”

She laughs. “It wasn’t obvious?”

I kiss her again, our lips lingering. Renewed desire coils low in my belly. “I forgot to talk dirty to you.”

She throws her head back and laughs, then rests her forehead against mine. “Getting folded over the bed was dirty enough.”

“I’ll try harder next time.”

She raises an eyebrow. “I like that idea.”

I kiss her and stroke her lower back. She’s so soft, but strong too. I love how she can be so feminine and graceful, yet tenacious.

Desire pools low in my belly as we kiss. Lexie reaches down to stroke my stiffening cock, and I jolt.

In one move, she slides down and climbs between my thighs.

“My turn,” she says.

I brush the hair back from her face, so I can see her eyes. “You don’t have to.”

“I want to.”

Is she for real? “Just a taste, and then I’m going to make you come again.”

Her eyes sparkle with a playful gleam, and I smile.

She plants gentle kisses along my belly. Heat pulses through me, and I’m hard in seconds.

“Take me into that sweet mouth,” I manage, my voice tense with desire.

Lexie’s eyes flutter closed. With one hand on my thigh and the other wrapped around me, she lowers down.

With a groan, I rise up on my elbows, so I can watch. It’s sensory overload, in the most incredible way.

“Fuck yes. Just like that.”

The pleasure is decadent and sharp, almost painful.

My climax builds so fast I can’t get a breath. I savor the gift of her attention just a little longer, then I gently pull back.

Her eyes flutter open and lock with mine. I lift her thighs over my lap, her heat pressed to my throbbing cock. We kiss, our tongues teasing. My pulse is so loud in my ears that my head pounds. I caress her soft breasts, scissoring her peaks with my fingers until she’s gasping. Lexie reaches for another condom, and together we roll it on, her delicate fingers making me tremble with need.

I rock her hips over me and gently urge her down.

Her eyes tense and her mouth opens in a gasp as our bodies connect. I cradle her waist and tug her closer, so there’s nothing between us.

The moment is erotic and intimate, and like nothing I’ve ever felt. She rolls her hips and together, we find a slow, sensual rhythm. I caress her breasts and take each nipple into my mouth. She arches to me, her head falling back as she drinks in the pleasure. That I can make her feel this good creates the most delicious craving. It’s sunshine and bliss, and turns me end over end, like I’m falling through stars.

Lexie rolls her hips faster, taking what she needs. I roll her nipple between my teeth, and she comes with a hard cry, her body pulsing around me. To be the source of so much pleasure tears me wide open. Gripping her hips, I keep our slow sensual pace, connecting to the very heart of her, until my own release tingles at the base of my spine. I kiss her, my tongue flicking with hers and my breath ragged in my throat.

The sensations flood into me until I’m desperate for release. My desire is like a wild animal, begging to be unleashed.

So I let it go. An avalanche of bliss barrels into me, swallowing me whole. I surrender, and everything inside me unlocks—my fears, my longing, my heart.

ChapterTwenty-Two

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