Page 21 of Tropical Inferno

He chuckled at her impish smile, slowly pushing her onto the bed. “What happens when I lick you all over? Will you be mine?”

“I already am.”

He had no words as he found her beautiful mouth and started a detailed exploration of every crevice. His lips took possession of her skin, from her mouth to the curve of her neck, the sensitive spot behind her ear and the hollow of her shoulder. She was exquisite, as delectable as he’d imagined and sweeter than anything he’d ever tasted. Her skin was golden from so much time in the sun and the faint aroma of coconut wafted over him every time he got anywhere near her hair. He wanted to inhale everything about her, but he focused on each part of her body the way she’d done with his tattoos.

When he slid down to her breasts she arched into him, nipples hardening the moment he got close to them. They were full and round, with dusky, sensitive peaks that came alive as he took one delectable nipple between his lips. She cried out, digging her fingers into his hair.

“I was right,” he murmured, his breath hot against her skin. “They fit perfectly in my hands.” He demonstrated, holding one breast in each hand and squeezing lightly.

“All of you fits perfectly with all of me,” she said, wriggling her body so they were aligned for easy access.

“Yes,” he nodded, moving back to her breasts. “But I need to enjoy these first.” He kept at it until she was practically begging, her breath heated as she tried to bring him closer.

“Garrett!” she whimpered as he moved off of her, sliding down her stomach.

“Don’t worry, gorgeous, you’re going to love what I’m going to do next even more.” He gently spread her thighs and had to take a long, steadying breath as he took in her sweet, incredibly wet pussy. She was spread out before him, his to take, his to do anything he wanted, and all he wanted was to give her pleasure, to make sure she remembered this long after he was gone.

He dove in like a man possessed, though he kept his touch gentle because she tensed slightly.

“You okay?” he asked softly.

“I, um… I’ve done this, but I don’t think he did it right cause I never…”

“You never what? Had an orgasm?”

“No.”

“Let’s fix that then.”

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Hawk loved oral sex. Everything about the space between a woman’s legs turned him on, from the silky skin of the inner thigh to a well-trimmed strip of hair to the musky, feminine scent. Maddie was erotic perfection, her legs lean but soft, her stomach rising and falling with excitement, and her pussy beautifully pink and quivering. He took a moment to observe, inhale and all but memorize every inch of her, until her tiny whimper of distress drew him forward.

He started with soft kisses, loving her reactions—so raw and honest—as her breath escaped in a rush.

“Easy, baby, just relax and let me make you feel good.”

Her only response was what he hoped was a happy sigh, one hand finding its way down to rest in his hair. He loved when a woman pulled his hair—probably one of the main reasons he kept part of it long—and he planned to tell her so at some point, but right now all he was thinking about was how she tasted. He’d eat pussy over ice cream any time, especially if Maddie was on the menu.

Using just the tip of his tongue, he traced a slow circle around her clit, watching as it puffed up for him. He moved lower, exploring her intimately, following her signals for what she did and didn’t like. Some girls were overly sensitive and needed a lighter touch, and Maddie was obviously one of them. She squirmed ever so slightly when he increased pressure, so he kept his touch light, letting her guide the pace. He’d do this all night if she wanted him to but he’d make her come if it killed him.

He used his fingers to spread her wider and give him better access, sliding his tongue inside of her for the first time. Her responding moan came from deep in her chest and her grip on his hair increased.

“That’s right, baby… the more you like it, the harder you pull.” He increased pressure gradually, flattening his tongue to touch more of her at once and the sharp pain in his scalp told him all he needed to know. He went faster and harder, moving up to circle her clit with flicks that made her cry out. He put two fingers inside of her and spread them apart, giving him room to tongue fuck her until she was humping his face, yanking his hair and crying out his name.

The time was right and he moved in for the finale, sucking her clit while he fucked her with two fingers. Her scream of pleasure was music to his ears, even as her thighs snapped closed around his head, pulling him in closer.

“Holy fuck… oh my god, Jesus, that was amazing.”

Maddie appeared somewhat embarrassed at her reaction to what they’d just done, but Garrett had moved up her body and was kissing her now, slow and tender, sexy and hot, determined to distract her.

“You ever tasted yourself?” he asked in a throaty whisper.

“No.” She wasn’t sure she’d ever wanted to know what she tasted like, but mixed with the taste of Garrett, she didn’t care. As long as he kept kissing and touching her, she was ready to try anything and everything.

“You like?” he asked, when he finally lifted his head.

“Yes.” She met his smoldering gaze with one of her own. “I want you to make love to me like you mean it, Garrett.”

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