Page 47 of Summer Fling

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"I saw you take off your dress." His voice was low.

I raised a brow. "How?"

He nodded toward the windows. "I just happened to look outside when I passed the landing on the stairs. I have to say it was the most heart-stopping image I've ever seen. You are gorgeous with the moon illuminating your skin."

I drew in a breath as his hand drifted to my arm and lower to my waist. Everything quivered in response to his featherlight touch.

Then he cupped my cheek. "Do you want me too?"

"It's not right but?—"

He moved my hand so that it covered his chest where his heart was beating hard. "Does this feel wrong to you?"

I couldn't do anything but shake my head. "No."

"I'm reacting on feeling here, and everything inside me is telling me that you're the one for me. I have to have you."

Had anyone ever said anything hotter to me? I didn't do things like this. I never took risks, and for once, I wanted to be free of any constraints. I didn't want to worry about what anyone would think. I wanted to feel.

I took his hand and moved it until it was resting above my heart, which was beating just as erratically. "How does that feel?"

His eyes burned with desire, and he moved his hand so that he was cupping my breast, his thumb brushing over the nipple.

I inhaled sharply at the contact. His touch sent tingles of desire through my body, straight to my clit. I swayed toward him, pressing my breast full into his palm.

"I want to taste you." He lowered his mouth to mine, my lips parting so that his tongue could sweep into my mouth.

I couldn't believe we were doing this, and at the same time I wanted more. I wrapped a hand around his neck and pulled him closer, needing him to be touching me everywhere. My breasts pressed against his chest, and he lifted me so that my legs wrapped around his waist. His cock nudged against my core, and I was irritated that he was still wearing swim trunks. I didn't want anything between us.

He set me carefully on the edge of the pool. I spread my legs and leaned back onto my hands. He unhooked my bra, freeing my breasts, and then he sucked one nipple into his mouth. My head fell back as I closed my eyes at the feel of his mouth on the hard peak.

When he pulled away, the air teased my wet nipples. He urged me to lift my hips so that he could pull down my panties.

Then he dipped his head and licked my pussy. My thighs trembled as he devoured me. His mouth was relentless as he drove me impossibly higher, and when he used his fingers, I shattered around him, not quite remembering ever feeling an orgasm as intense as this one.

He shucked his swim trucks and reached for a condom he must have grabbed in the house and ripped the wrapper. "Do you want me?"

His cock was hard and straining, and I was dying to know what he felt like inside of me.

I licked my lips, wondering how he'd taste and whether I'd get a chance to see. "Yes."

We were too far gone now to pull back and reevaluate the situation. I wanted to know what it felt like to be with him. I wanted to let go and do something irresponsible for once.

Nothing might come from this, but it felt good to indulge. To not be worried about school or work or anything else.

He smoothed the rubber over his cock and nudged my entrance. I whimpered at the tease, needing more friction.

He slid inside, one excruciating inch at a time. His hands were braced on my hips, and his gaze fixated on the spot where his cock eased inside me.

It was the hottest thing I'd ever experienced. My nipples were hard, my thighs trembling, the scrape of the pool deck a welcome reminder that this was real.

This wasn't for show or part of a fake relationship. You couldn't fake desire like I saw in his gaze.

He moved inside until I was impossibly full. I felt hot all over, the desire burning inside of me, building again. "I need you to move."

He eased out, his fingers gripping me tightly as he thrust inside me. He set a punishing rhythm as he continued to move, threatening to set off another orgasm more intense than the last. I couldn't believe that Dalton was inside me, making me feel this good.

I never wanted him to stop.