Page 45 of Beach B!tch
I knew she'd never done this before, but the electric current running up and down my body told me otherwise. I hadn't planned for this part of her sexual education to happen this soon, but I guess Brin felt differently. And even if it barred me from being considered a gentleman, I was going to let her.
Her hand was fisted around my cock, stroking it up and down while her mouth worked the head. Her other hand trailed up my leg and fondled my balls, nearly buckling my knees. My back sagged into the door jamb and I leaned into it, letting it take my weight. My head fell back, and I squeezed my eyes shut. The sensations she was giving me, plus the visual, were just too much.
My hips began thrusting into her hand and mouth, unable to remain still. I was so close and there was nothing I wanted more than to explode in her mouth and watch her take it.
And then the unthinkable happened.
Just as I looked down, I saw her shove her own hand down the front of her shorts, pleasuring herself while she sucked my cock. The sight was overwhelming and I couldn't hold back any longer. I thrust one more time and let out a deep growl as I came. Her eyes popped open wide, and she kept sucking, swallowing me down as I doused her throat.
Brinley
That was awesome.
Dean totally lost control, and I felt my chest swelling with pride, knowing I'd done that to him. He tasted like nothing I'd had before, so I swallowed and then licked his cock some more, wanting every drop he had. His skin was covered in goose bumps and he was trembling. He groaned my name a few times, but I kept on playing with his cock, now fascinated with it.
He abruptly pulled his hips back and his cock pulled out of my mouth, exiting with a moist pop.
"Hey!" I pouted. I was having fun.
"You're going to kill me, woman. Let it rest," he whispered. He reached down to kick off his shorts and then picked me up, light as a feather, walking me over to my bed. As all tall girls know, having a strong enough man to pick you up and carry you like you're the daintiest thing in the world is one hell of a turn-on. Dean did not disappoint.
He climbed over me, pinning me to the bed, his hard body like a heat rock. His weight felt so good. So good, I didn't care that I could barely breathe. I ground my hips up into his body, needing the friction.
"You're a dirty little girl, taking what you wanted. Now it's time for me to do the same," Dean growled at me, causing shivers to race up my spine. Then he lifted off my body and pulled my shorts down, all the way off my legs. The shirt was next. I was fully naked, laid out on my bed on full display for him.
I was shaking, excited to see what he would do, and only marginally scared of the unknown. I trusted him. He could do as he pleased to my body. I was almost positive I'd enjoy it.
Dean hopped off, then proceeded to prowl around the bed, assessing me, his hot eyes taking in every inch of my skin. I instinctively wanted to cover my breasts and cross my legs, but I forced myself to remain still and open. I was done being shy and closed off and scared. The rest of my life was for trusting and experiencing.
Fingers trailed up the inside of my leg, shooting tingles up the left side of my body. Goose bumps covered my skin, my chest rising and falling with anticipation of what was to come. Dean leaned over me and flicked my nipple with his tongue, not staying around long enough to satisfy me. Then an open-mouthed kiss on my stomach, below my belly button. Hands trailing down my torso to my hips.
A sharp ringing sound broke through the intimate sounds of a mouth on skin, nipping and tasting. Dean's head lifted as he looked to the source of the noise, while I shifted and writhed on the bed, wanting to just forget the damn thing already and get back to the good stuff.
Then Dean's hands left my body as he grabbed his phone out of his bag on the floor.
"Damn. Sorry, sweetheart. It's work, I gotta take this." Dean looked as tortured as I felt. He was hard again and quite the eye candy for me, moving about my room naked. The man had a gorgeous body and moved it so confidently. I'd never be able to look at him in his lifeguard board shorts the same way now that I knew what was underneath.
Lesson one in seduction: turn off all cell phones to avoid stupid distractions. Well, I guess I was learning that one the hard way. Without Dean to distract me, I felt cold and inappropriately exposed, so I sat up and wrapped my arms around my legs while I waited.
He jammed the phone to his ear and barked out a hello. He grunted, disconnected, and looked up at me with regret written all over his face. Looked like I would have to wait to be paid back for my boldness.
"I gotta run down to Headquarters. There was a disturbance on the beach and one of our guards got involved. Now the police are there and Jack needs me to come down to sort it out. Lock the door and don't open it for anyone, okay? I'll be back as soon as I can." Dean was already dressing as he explained.
"Sure. Don't worry about it." I'd lived alone for years. I had the door locking thing down already, but if he needed to say it to feel better, then by all means.
Dean leaned over and kissed me quick, stopping to look me in the eye. "I'll make it up to you, I promise."
"Go, go! I'm fine, silly." I pushed him away but made sure to grab his ass as he took off out of my bedroom.
"Hey!" Dean growled, spinning around in the doorway. "You can do that anytime you want. In fact, I encourage it, but could you maybe not do it when I have to run off somewhere else?"
"You're cute when you whine, did you know that?" I winked at him, knowing my sarcasm would be the best thing to get him out of here quick. The sooner he left, the sooner he'd be back.
All I got was a glare and his finger pointing at me in warning. Then he was gone.
Brinley
I was finally feeling one hundred percent on the sand and couldn't wait to work out the kinks with my volleyball partner. I met up with Autumn the next morning, an extra bounce in my step propelling me across the sand. And why wouldn't I be a happy girl this morning? Yeah, I missed out on some sexy time, but I'd gotten to intimately learn the shape and taste of a certain hottie lifeguard. I was well on my way to being an official hussy!
