Page 79 of Beau

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“You are going to pay for that. Dammit, Beau, look at my hair!”

“It will dry.” He dove beneath the surface and came up behind her. Clamping his hands around her waist he held her against him, hands splayed over her stomach.

They were making enough noise to draw attention, but after the initial reluctance, Georgie had let go of her inhibition and was enjoying herself. Her hair was soaking wet, but she did not mind, even though she had protested.

“Enjoying yourself?” he whispered, his hand drifting down her stomach to settle on the hairs covering her sex.

“Beau- Oh.” her head went back against his chest as she closed her eyes. “Beau.”

“Hmm,” he was busy licking the water off her lobe. His fingers were busy parting the folds of her femininity.

“Someone could- Oh damn.” She blew out a breath when he started to stroke the swollen flesh.

“You were saying?” His arousal was probing the small of her back, making her acutely aware of his need. One hand was cupping her breast, the thumb feathering over the tight bud.

“Nothing.” pressing her hand over his, she arched her body and twisted her head around to seek his lips.

Running his tongue over the seams, he parted her lips, capturing her moans as he drove his fingers inside her.

The water eddied around them and very soon, the sound of their harsh breathing was vying with the sound of nature.

Turning her around to face him, he lifted her up so that she could wrap her legs around his waist.

“Hold on," he whispered hoarsely. Walking her back to the edge of the pool, he drove into her, hands gripping her waist. Bending her backward, he seized a nipple, his mouth hungry and avaricious. The climax was swift and brutal and quick.

Letting go of her nipple, he gripped a handful of her ear and seized her lips to capture her frantic moans. With one last, powerful thrust, he emptied himself inside her, his body shaking with passion.

“Damn,” she whispered against the hollow of his throat.

His deep chuckle vibrated against her skin and sent warmth flooding through her body.

“I take that as a compliment," he murmured in her hair.

“You should.” Lifting her head, she cradled his face. “God, I love you so much.”

“I love you more," he told her soberly. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he carried her out of the water and spent the next half hour showing her how much.

The end… but wait:

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