Page 56 of Deception & Daylight
“We’re getting there.” She spins in my hold, draping her legs across my lap as her arms wind around my neck, fingers toying with the hair at my nape.
“I can think of a few other ways to earn your forgiveness.”
“Is that so?” She gives me a cheeky grin, and the weight hanging over us instantly dissipates.
“Mmm hmm.” Hopping off the tailgate, I motion for her to slide to the edge, then lift her into my arms.
Her melodic laughter rings out as I run towards the trail down the side of the embankment. “What are you doing?”
“You’ll see.” Once we've reached the shoreline, I deposit her in the sand, making quick work of her clothes until she’s standing before me in nothing but a set of white lacy underwear. Reaching around her back, I unclasp her bra and let it fall to the ground, watching her for any signs of discomfort before I hook my fingers into her pantiesand pull them down, too. When she’s completely naked, I tug off my own clothes, tossing them into the pile alongside hers.
She crosses her arms over her body, trying to hide herself from view. “Miles! What if someone sees us?” Her words are barely above a whisper.
“This beach belongs to the inn, and you’re the only guest right now. Unless my mom is magically going to find a way to get down the embankment in her wheelchair, I think we’re safe.”
Interlocking our fingers, I sprint towards the water, tugging her along with me. The unrestrained smile on her face nearly knocks me on my ass, and the fact that I put it there does something to me I can’t even begin to describe.
I stop when the water reaches my ankles, pull her flush against my body and kiss her thoroughly, devouring her giggles. Her palms land flat on my chest as the water crashes around us. Placing my hands under her ass, I lift her into my arms, her legs instinctively wrapping around my body as I walk us further into the cool water. Her pussy rubs against my already hard cock, and I have to hold back from plunging inside her before she’s ready.
She curses as the tide rises above her tits, and I catch a glimpse of her perfectly pebbled nipples when it dips below her sternum. Letting temptation get the better of me, I latch onto her breast, flicking my tongue over the hard peak. She moans as pleasure ripples through her body, her hands clinging to me like I might drop her. Our height difference keeps her head above water for now, but if I were to let her go, she’d drop like a stone; not that I would ever let that happen. I release her nipple, bringing her lips to mine in a filthy kiss; tongues tangling, teeth nipping.
She tilts her head back in the water, arms outstretched, as she lets go of me and floats backwards. I snag her by the ankle and nip at her toe. She squeals and rights herself, dipping below the surface momentarily before popping back up laughing. I stalk towards her with purpose and suddenly a massive splash hits me in the face. I shake the water out of my hair as she dashes towards the shore, her gorgeous body on full display. Catching her around the waist before she can reach the beach, I sink down to my knees and bring her with me. “Did you really think you could get away with that?”
“Worth a shot,” she teases, nipping at my earlobe as she grinds herself on my cock. My lips trail down her neck and along her collarbone as she continues to swivel her hips against me, moaning when she finds the right rhythm. Reaching between us, she lines me up where she wants me, then, with a shaky breath, sinks onto my length inch by inch. She pauses once she’s fully seated, and I decide I’m done letting her take control. I grip her hair in my fist, tugging slightly to expose the column of her neck. My teeth sink into her pulse point, hard enough to leave a mark but not hard enough to break skin.
I buck up into her, but the water is making it difficult to get as deep as I want to. With my cock still fully seated inside her, I stand and rush to the shore. “Grab our clothes,” I say, bending down so she can reach them. Once she has them bundled in her arms, I rush up the embankment towards the truck — I really fucking wish I’d thought to bring towels.
When I deposit her on the tailgate, she scurries back against the pillows as I crawl over her body, laying kiss after kiss along every inch of exposed skin. I pause over a heart-shaped birthmark near her right breast, committing every part of this perfect woman to memory. Growing impatient, Mags tugs on my hair. “Stop teasing me,” she says through gritted teeth.
“Not teasing, baby girl. Worshipping. But if you want it fast and hard, all you have to do is ask.”
“Please,” she begs. “I need you to fuck me.”
I trail myfingers towards her pussy, stroking her inner thigh, getting close to where she wants me but not quite there. “Such a needy little thing. Beg for my fingers and maybe I’ll let you have them.”
She lets out an impatient growl that’s more adorable than intimidating, and the glare she pins me with is equally amusing. “My little Wildcat’s got claws, but that’s not gonna get you what you want.”
“Please touch me,” she pleads, eyes closed as she fists the quilt beneath her.
“That’s better.” Leaning forward, I suck her clit into my mouth while simultaneously pushing two fingers into her soaked pussy. As soon as I taste her, I lose every bit of restraint I had and finger fuck her hard and fast, sucking and nipping and bringing her to the brink of orgasm in record time. She clenches around me and just as she’s about to come undone, I stop. She groans in frustration, but I don’t give her time to protest before I flip her onto her stomach. “Hands and knees. I have a promise to keep.”
She immediately obeys my command, and the view is one I won’t soon forget: ass in the air, knees spread wide so I can see everything from her clit to her asshole. She glances at me over her shoulder, cheeks flushed as she worries her bottom lip with her teeth. She’s a beautiful mess.Mybeautiful mess. “Remember your safe word?”
“Daylight.”
“Good girl.”
I palm her ass, spreading her wide before spitting between her cheeks, watching the saliva drip down her seam. “Who does this ass belong to?”
“Me,” she responds defiantly.
My palm connects with her right cheek with a loud crack and she whimpers. “Try again. Who does this ass belong to, Mags?” She groans in frustration and I repeat the motion, turning her ass a lovely shade of pink.“That’s two. Are you gonna get it right this time or do I need to make the other side match?”
“Fuck you,” she spits, but the words hold little conviction. Judging by the sounds she’s making, she wants this as much as I do. With another loud crack, followed closely by another in quick succession, my hand connects with her left cheek. I lean down and bite over my handprint before trailing my tongue from her clit to her asshole. “Who. Do. You. Belong. To.” I ask, punctuating each word with a slap, alternating sides.
“You! Fuck. I’m yours!”
I spank her one last time between her legs, palm connecting with her glistening pussy. She cries out on contact, and my self control goes out the window. I’m rock hard and ready when I plunge balls deep into her, my hips flush with hers when I bottom out. She collapses onto her elbows, clutching a pillow as I thrust forward over and over, deep and hard. Each gasp and moan only drives me higher as her pussy clenches around me. I know she’s close and I need her to fall with me, so I reach around her body and strum her clit until she’s screaming my name. At the last possible second, I pull out and coat her ass in my cum, replacing my cock with my fingers as I stroke her through her orgasm.
