Page 51 of On The Beach

I crawled up her body, wanting to put my emotions in perspective and end this sap fest I had going. Sex was familiar. The body would take over. I thrust inside her, and instead of the blank mind I expected, it was as if all the colors of the rainbow exploded.

"Mick, baby." Her legs went around my waist, and I looked down at her.

Fuck it!

"Say you love me," I demanded harshly.

We both stilled for a long moment, and then she smiled sweetly at me. "I love you, Mick."

I didn't know why this woman's words should mean so much, and thankfully, since I didn't have a therapist on call, I'd never have to find out.

I began pumping in and out of her. She moaned, arched against me, her eyes on mine.

"I want to feel you come around my cock." I bit her lower lip hard and licked the tangy blood I released. "I. Want. Everything," I roared.

"You already have it," she breathed.

That was it.

I slowed down, wanting to feel each silken caress, her orgasm, her release,her.

I had this burning desire to hear her tell me again that she loved me. I wanted the words from this charming, beautiful, smart, and naïve woman. I wanted her to love me. I wanted to feel loved and cared for. I wanted…so fucking much from her, and I'd take it. Two nights! That's all we had, and I'd take and take and take from her so that after she left, I could breathe, survive, and get on with my great life on my great island.

Greatlonelyisland!

I shuddered when she orgasmed, absorbing her release into me, feeling her pleasure like it was my own.

She put a hand on my cheek. "Tell me," she whispered.

Emotion swarmed in my eyes.

"You're the most beautiful thing I've ever laid my eyes on." I kissed her mouth. "You're the most…most woman I've ever been with."

She brushed her lips against mine. "More."

"You're exquisite in your innocence, your charm, your passion." I moved inside her, feeling her more deeply than ever before. "Until you leave, Belle, you're fuckingmine."

I wanted to give her the words she asked for, but I hadn't said that to a woman since Mia. I didn't know how to frame them, not anymore.

"It's okay." Her tone was kind and understanding. She wasn't going to pout or pressure me. She wasn't going to be annoyed that I asked her to tell me she loved me but now refused to give her back the words.

Her hands stroked my back, and her hips lifted against mine. Skin against heated skin.

"Faster, Mick."

I gave her fast, and her nails scored my back, wanting more of me, and I gave it to her.

Faster. Deeper. More. More. More.

I felt like I was going to pass out because I was feeling too much, all of it, everything. Her hands cupped my ass and then moved to squeeze my balls. I thrust into her with a hoarse cry. "Like that, Belle. Just like that."

I erupted inside her, completion making me shake. This was pure ecstasy, I thought. I didn't know where she began, and I ended. Where her pleasure started and mine finished.

"You're fucking everything," I told her as I collapsed on her. “Everything, Belle."

She continued to stroke my back as she pulsed around me, protecting me, taking care of me, touching my soul by giving me hers.

CHAPTER 16

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