Page 156 of Strange Seduction
“You can’t leave me, baby.” I pushed. “Stay.”
She went quiet for a moment. Then, “Don’t mess this up, Theo.”
“I won’t,” I promised. “Not again.”
And I meant it more than I’d meant anything in my entire life.
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The soft sway of the yacht rocked me gently awake, but it wasn’t the movement that pulled me from sleep. It was the warm, wet sensation of Carmen’s lips moving slowly over me in the dark. My hand reached up and tangled in her hair, now soft with curls from our earlier swim.
When her tongue pressed against my shaft, I jerked up, and she quickly swallowed me whole. My breath hitched as her mouth worked with care, her hands pressing softly against my hips, holding me steady.
I could feel the slick heat of her mouth gliding along me, slick and hungry, coaxing a deep ache that pulsed beneath my skin as I started to move my hips. I could feel my head hit against the back of her throat, and she softly gagged.
My hands twitched through her hair, pulling her closer, drawn to the warmth she offered.
With a low groan, I tensed, and that tension snapped loose in a rush of warmth that spilled into her mouth. She swallowed every drop, her eyes locking with mine in the dim light as I shuddered beneath her.
When the last pulse faded, she smiled up at me, and I pulled her up, pressing my lips to hers in a bruising kiss. Every inch of me throbbed with the exquisite aftershock of what she’d given.
“Fuck,” I gasped, breathless. “Ain’t you full of surprises.”
She just laughed, hands roaming over my chest. “Just a few.”
“Does this mean I’m forgiven?” I asked, voice rough with lingering sleep.
“It means…” She pulled back just enough to whisper, “I want to feel everything.”
Before I could say more, she rose up, sliding over my chest and hovering over my erection, her skin warm and soft against my own.
“Every inch of skin,” she breathed, eyes locked on mine as she sank onto me slowly. “Every vein. Every strand of hair. Every drop of precum. ”
Her hips moved against me, slow at first, testing the rhythm, then building heat.
“Skin to skin. Deep inside me,” Carmen said, voice low and raw. “I want you to feel my warmth around you and know that every inch of it belongs to you. It was made for you. It’s yours, Teddy. Claim it. Take it.”
I groaned, my hands gripping her waist hard, pulling her closer, feeling the way she fit perfectly against me. “You do shit like this and wonder why I never pull out,” I said, voice thick with want. “If it’s mine, baby, let me mark it.”
She leaned down, her breath hot against my neck.
“It’s yours,” she whispered.
“Say it again,” I growled, pulling her down harder.
“It’s yours,” she repeated, riding me so damn fast my head was spinning.
Her hips rolled with crazy rhythm, and the way she claimed me had my blood pounding like a fucking drum. I gripped her waist, matching her pace, drowning in that heat between us.
“You’re mine,” I growled, voice thick with need. “Only mine.”
“Always, Teddy. Nobody else’s . Just yours.”
That was it.
I flipped us. That new position instantly heightened the intimacy between us. I had a perfect view of that beautiful face as I drilled her and she took it.
“Move. Your. Hands,” I commanded. This time was rough, evident by her fingers pushing against my thighs and her body jerking away from me. “Don’t run. You started this.”
