Page 50 of His Hawaiian Heart
“Maybe you better do it again, then,” I said boldly, this time wiggling my ass once it cleared the surface of the water.
“I do so love a challenge.”
Before I could even blink, his grip around me went tighter as he used one arm to hold me closer to his body, my breasts squashed into his hard chest. His other hand splayed against my ass and a full-body shudder ran through me. Was it due to expectation or regret? I didn’t have time to decide before the pressure of his hand disappeared only to return in a rapid flurry of swats. The cavern’s walls and ceiling bounced the sound around until the smacks and my sharp cries created a symphony that enveloped us in its power. When his grip on me loosened enough to enable him to thrust up into me, I threw my head back.
“Yes, oh, Sam, yes. Ouch… yes… no, ow! Don’t stop—” My words made no sense but they didn’t need to. I could so easily imagine this must have been what it felt like to be one of the first people roving our planet. No need for clothing, no shame of nudity as they shared something so very primal, so intimate that every cell of their bodies simply knew they were meant for the other.
The stinging turned to a burn that only drove my need higher. “More, I need more.” My voice was both demanding and pleading, but for what I couldn’t have named if my very life had depended on it. It turned out I needn’t bother, as Sam knew exactly how to give me all I’d never known I’d craved.
The spanking stopped but the hand remained, cupping my now burning buttocks. No, not cupping, dividing them. His finger ran up the cleft between my ass cheeks and then stopped at an opening that had my face burning and me positive it had to be as red as my spanked ass. I gave a soft mewl but made no move to avoid the fingertip that began to press inside me. Instead, I laid my forehead against Sam’s and met his gaze.
“Good?” he asked.
“So much better than good.” My sudden gasp most likely had him question my sincerity, but perhaps not as he simply drove his finger deeper.
“When I slide my fingers against the velvet walls of your ass, I can feel my cock stroking inside your tight pussy,” he said. “
The visual that instantly flashed into my mind’s eye had my pussy clenching tighter around him. “Who knew that dirty talk just makes me hornier?”
“The next time, it will be my cock here instead of just my fingers.”
“See, that’s what I mea… wait. Did you say fingers as in plural?” I quipped, then squealed when the finger was withdrawn only to return with its neighbor, and what adifferencethatmade. Instead of feeling full, I now felt stuffed and loved every dirty bit of it.
“Fuck yourself,” he demanded, “but don’t come until I give you permission, understood?”
“Yes, Sir.” The order had been given in a tone much deeper and a bit hoarser, revealing his Dom voice and telling of his own need. It just made me want to pleasure him as he was pleasuring me. To drive him over the edge until we could fly off the cliff together.
I lifted up and this time when I lowered again, both his cock and his fingers sank deeper. Water sloshed around us and his moans and my mewls provided the music. It wasn’t graceful or quiet, but I didn’t care. Again and again my body rose and lowered, and Sam matched each move with one of his own, driving his fingers in and out of my ass as he pistoned his cock up into my pussy.
“Please, please, please,” I began to chant, the spring that had been coiling inside me since we’d begun now threatening to release with every thrust. “I-I can’t?—”
“You will,” he countered, increasing the challenge by adding a smack to my ass each time it cleared the water.
My fingertips dug into his flesh as I fought to obey and struggled not to disappoint. Every inch of my body was flushed with sensation, the coolness of the water countering the inferno both the spanking and the double penetration threatened to consume me with.
“Pleaseeee!” It was more of a keen than a plea and didn’t earn me release. That didn’t come until his grip pulled me down which buried his fingers and cock ever deeper.
“Come!”
The order ripped a scream from my throat and an implosion in my body. Every muscle clenched and then released in a glorious climax more intense than I’d ever experienced. I couldfeel his cock pulsing inside, his cum jetting to fill my pussy and his fingers still stroking the walls of my ass. His free hand moved to my back to hold me steady as I collapsed against him, both our bodies shaking as nerve endings continued to fire until eons later, a final, lingering shudder ran through me.
Sam’s fingers slipped from my ass and his cock from my pussy and I sighed.
“Are you okay?” he asked softly.
“Best cave sex I’ve ever had,” I said and then gave a last yelp as he smacked me again. “You are aware that spanks on a wet butt are painful, right?”
“Babygirl, there is very little I’m not aware of,” he said, not an ounce of sympathy in his tone.
“I wasn’t complaining, Sir, just commenting.” I pulled away but just long enough to smile down at him. “Seriously, that was so awesome. I’m not sure how you’re ever going to top this, but I’m positive I’m looking forward to being the subject of your research for every single one of your attempts, Sir.”
Sam chuckled then swept my wet hair away from my face and kissed me. We may have both just come, but damn if I didn’t feel my pussy clench and my nipples swell. However, now that I was no longer involved in rather intense exercise, I also felt a chill. Samuel instantly noticed as a shiver ran through me.
“You’re cold. Ready to go?”
I so wanted to say no, but the warmth of the world outside the cavern was too tempting. “Only if you promise we’ll come back.”
“We will, and don’t forget, there are dozens of waterfalls on the island.”
