Page 94 of King Of Order

I couldn’t stop staring at him. At the sharp lines of his jaw, the ink peeking out from under his loose vest, the way his corded chest rose and fell with each breath.

He was so at ease, so utterly captivating, that a profound pull inside of me.

Unable to resist any longer, I leaned over and kissed him.

It was soft at first, a gentle brush of lips, but the sun and the sea worked their magic on us. The kiss deepened, becoming something more, making my heart race and my skin tingle.

Before I had a handle on it, he was on me, his hands tugging off my bikini bottom and tearing off my tee.

I went hard for his swim shorts and bit my lip as my prize was revealed.

Although there was a small risk we might be seen, I felt comfortable.

Leaning in, he suckled on my breast as I arched into his mouth and took possession of his thickened shaft, stroking and caressing his cock with intensity.

With a grunt, he broke away from my tits and dove lower, parting my legs with rough urgency and setting his scorching lips on me.

I cried in abandon as his tongue worked my clit, flicking hard.

He alternated the unrighteous teasing with sucking on it while his fingers plumbed my pussy.

There was only so much a woman could take.

‘I want you inside me now,’ I snarled.

He drifted back to my lips, lavving and licking all the way up.

‘She’s so hungry for my cock,’ he grunted into my mouth.

‘Always,’ I whispered, widening my legs.

‘Pronto?’ he growled, settling his hips over mine.

I managed to nod when he slid in, thrusting with force to the hilt, aided by my slippery wetness.

We both hissed at the contact, loving our connection.

I was so ready for him and surged my pelvis up to meet him.

We fucked long and hard, moving from between quick, deep pistoning to languid slow glides, lips melded, hands gliding over each other.

My spine convulsed with such intense sensation I moaned as I exploded in wave after wave of bliss.

Rio, too, bottoming out inside me with a muffled grunt, his face buried in my nape as his muscled frame drove his cock hard as he came.

When we parted, I was breathless, panting.

Rio rolled off me and found wipes in the picnic basket. We cleaned up and dressed before reaching for each other once more for a languid kiss.

Rio lifted off me, eyes darker than usual; his gaze locked on mine with an intensity that made my pulse quicken.

‘Leonessa, you’re a freakin’ high risk to my soul,’ he whispered, his voice rough with emotion.

I smiled, leaning against his shoulder as we reclined back on the blanket. ‘You’re the one who likes to play with fire, bringing me here,’ I teased, stroking his muscled torso.

I appreciated the love and sexual connection I’d found. It seemed like I’d stumbled on treasure.

I’d never thought such fulfillment, liberation, and sheer joy would be mine after a long period of loneliness.

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