Page 10 of Out of the Shadows
He froze, then hesitantly grabbed the bottle while I lay on my stomach.
As if it was no big deal, I brushed my hair over one shoulder and waited. At last, the sound of his wet feet slapping the tiles reached my ears, and my whole body hummed in anticipation. Every single muscle wanted to contract with tension, but I fought hard to appear unfazed.
I squeaked as the sunscreen hit my skin, and a deep chuckle rang out above me. Then finally,finally, his hands came down on my back, and I had to stifle a moan. Goose bumps spread across my skin, and he paused. “You okay? Do you want me to—”
“No! Everything’s fine, I’m just a little sensitive there.” No way inhellwould I allow him to take his hands off me before it was absolutely necessary.
He didn’t answer but started spreading the thick cream over my shoulder blades. I savored the feel of his calluses on my skin, and warmth spread from the places he touched me to my pussy, triggering a throbbing sensation in my core.
With the size of his hands, he could have covered my entire back in a minute, but to my delight, he took his time. As he moved to my lower back, I couldn’t help but squeeze my thighs together in desperation. I needed more — more of his skin on mine, more ofhim.
“Since you’re already at it, do you think you could do my legs real quick?” I wasn’t smooth at all, but I didn’t give a single shit. All I knew was that I didn’t want it to stop yet, so I spread my thighs slightly. Colt choked in the back of his throat, then placed his palms on the back of my thighs, breathing heavily.
Slowly, carefully he massaged the lotion into my skin, his strong fingers digging into my muscles, and the higher he traveled, the more I lost control. As his thumbs stroked the inside of my thighs, way,way up, a small moan escaped me. Again, he froze for a second, then moved up another inch to repeat the motion.
My pussy was dripping, and I almost didn’t dare to breathe. The heat throbbing inside me felt like a volcano about toerupt.
Then he got to my ass, and no longer hesitated. The tips of his thumbs slipped under the edges of my bikini bottoms, while his big palms cupped the curve of my ass. Colt’s breathing became even heavier, and I thought I heard a stifled groan, but I didn’t dare break the spell. Pretty sure my bottoms were soaked through.
His fingers dug easily into the supple flesh of my two round globes as he massaged them thoroughly, squeezing lightly again and again. The pressure that had built between my legs was almost unbearable and yet so delicious. On the verge of grinding into his hands, I held on to my control by a hairbreadth when he slowly took his hands off me.
After taking a moment to sort myself out, I popped up onto my elbows and glanced at him with a cheeky smile. “Thank you. You’re quite good at this.”
Colt made another strangled sound, with his cheeks bright red, fresh sweat on his brow, and an almost desperate, slightly mortified expression on his face.Mortified?My gaze dropped, and I realized why.
Holy fuck, looks like his cock is proportionate to his size — and quite a fan of the events of the last few minutes. Not to get ahead of myself, guys get hard all the time, but I was flattered, especially as I hadn’t touched him yet.
“Your turn,” I said. His eyes widened briefly, then he licked his lips and lowered his gaze.
“You don’t have to do this. I was just happy to help.”
I rose slowly, and his eyes followed. Was it my imagination, or had they lingered on my rock-hard nipples for a moment? Then I gently pushed him backward with one hand toward one of the four-poster cabanas. His broad chest felt incredibleunderneath my palm, and my fingers brushed over it as light as a feather as I let go of him.Did he just tremble?
“I want to do it, though. Now, lie down so I can get started.”
“Here?”
“I thought this would work better for you than a lounger. A bit more comfortable.” Disbelief crossed his face, but he still followed my instructions and settled heavily on the wide mattress. While I was looking at his tanned broad backside, another idea flashed through my mind.
“Hey, would you mind if I straddled you? That would make it a bit easier, I think.”
He sucked in a sharp breath, then rasped, “No problem.”
Not giving him time to change his mind, I climbed onto the platform and placed my legs on either side of his wide hips, my knees barely touching the mattress. “Am I too heavy?”
Colt scoffed. “Please. You’re tiny.”
Grinning with satisfaction, I spread sunscreen on his back and started working it in. To get to his neck, I had to scoot forward a little, making my crotch slide from his butt onto his lower back. Rather than two layers of fabric, there was suddenly only one between Colt’s heated skin and my dripping pussy.Fuck.
It didn’t help I had to lean forward, causing my tits to brush against his back with every stroke. This was torture. I could feel Colt shifting and fidgeting under me occasionally. Was this uncomfortable for him?
“Everything okay?”
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Colt
19 years old
