Page 40 of All The Way Under
Brody kisses me and slows his pace. It’s a leisurely fuck, and he releases my back to hold on to my hips. I float back on top of the water, my arms out to the sides. My ears are under water, so I’ve lost that sense, the roar of the waterfall.
He watches where our bodies are joined, then raises his eyes to my stomach and breasts, and his gaze catches on mine, andwhat I see there takes my breath away. More than possession, more than lust, this is obsession dipped in love, wrapped with a chemistry so pure, no one else would believe it exists.
We lock eyes as he moves my body on and off his cock. He hits my G-spot with each slide, and he knows it—a beautiful smirk transforms the carnal haze playing across his face.
Brody’s grip is firm, and with me floating, he’s controlling every move. I envision what we’d look like from above, and it forces me to creep even closer to the brink. This big, stunning man, fucking me slowly, surrounded by paradise. He’s taking what he wants, and the thought gives me a thrill.
My whole body tightens as the tingles begin and slip over my body, beginning at my throbbing pussy. He slams into me one more time, forcing my face under the water, and I come, bubbles escaping my mouth as I scream out in pleasure. It’s the oddest sensation, coming around his massive, hot cock as my body is enveloped in cool water. My heart hammers as the waves of the orgasm wash over me.
Brody’s hands pull me up out of the water, and he doesn’t give me time to catch my breath. He fucks me hard, his mouth covering mine as I pant out in protest, but also relish being fucked with our bodies pushed together.
He comes inside of me before my breathing evens. His face buried in my neck, his teeth sliding across my throat. He pulses inside me, the thickness hitting the walls with each jerk. We stay entangled, our lips languidly kissing each other’s lips, neck, and face. It’s tender and caring. Words that I never would have used to describe anything to do with Brody. Chancing speaking isn’t even something I’d consider, because this feels like a love spell—it feels like magic.
He’s still inside me when his head whips to the side. I follow where he’s looking and notice a bird. It looks to be an Ibis of some sort. It has dark eyes and creamy feathers. It turns tothe side and looks at us intently. I smile, licking my lips when Brody’s gaze flits back to meet mine.
“We are the zoo animals on display,” I tease. The bird spreads its wide wings and turns to swim away from us.
“I’d be an animal on display if it meant fucking you all day,” he deadpans, eyes roving my body. “I honestly don’t know how I’m going to get anything done knowing this is what I could have instead.”
There it is again, that worshipping, so un-Brody-like sentiment. All it took was mind-blowing sex.
“I have to know. Is it always like this for you?”
His face shutters, and he swallows hard.
“Yes and no. It’s been a while,” he finally replies. “Not like this, though.”
Brody exhales long and hard, causing his stomach to ripple like the wake from a boat. His abs are unreal. Literally.
“Fucking you was something out of a fever dream.” He stutters. “Doesn’t even feel real now.”
I nod. “I feel the same way.”
Seconds pass and we just live in the moment, his dick softening inside me.
“We can’t let the guards know. What if they separate us?”
Another flicker in his blue eyes. It’s as if he has modes or settings, and things I say trigger them.
“We won’t let them know. We shouldn’t do this in the cage,” he says. “Only here.”
Sliding out of me, he hisses.
“It’s cold,” he whines. “It’s going to be hard for me to hold myself to that, but it’s what will be safest.”
Standing on the rock below us, I go up on my tiptoes. He seems unsure of what to do, so I pucker my lips. Smiling, he leans down and indulges me with a fiery kiss. My lips are swollen and feel bee-stung when he pulls away.
“If we do any more of that, I’m going to need a second round, and I’m not sure we have time for that.”
God, do I ever want more of him.
“We could push it and see how long we can stay. If Mako is sleeping, we could stay here until dinner. We won’t be missed. I want more.”
My heart bangs on my chest, knocking, reminding me who I am and what I’m doing, but Brody takes precedence, somehow. He is more than my final puzzle piece. It feels like we were always meant to be here together.
I was put here to save him.
CHAPTER TEN
