Page 8 of St. Lucia Escapades
Chapter 4
Cord
Cord held Moria’s hand as they walked among the other tourists and locals. He had to admit, he thoroughly enjoyed the feel of her hand in his.‘Oh who the hell am I kidding, everything about this woman entices me.’
Cord bit back a groan as he watched her bend over a table in the marketplace to examine something. When they left her condo, she was still wearing that body clinging sun dress and as she bent over, it clung even tighter to her ass. He moved so that he now stood directly behind her. Unable to stop himself, Cord pressed into her. He felt Moira stiffen for a moment but when her head turned and she saw it was him, her body relaxed. Moira cast him a mischievous smile as she slowly righted herself. Cord hissed as her body pressed against him as she leaned against his chest.
“Christ woman…”
Moira giggled turning to face him, “I told you boyo, you have no idea how fiery I can be.”
Lifting onto her tiptoes, she pressed her lips to his. Her tongue gliding against his lips and just as quick as the kiss started, she ended it. With a wink and another giggle, Moira slipped from his arms and moved on to the next stand. Cord had to take a few calming breaths before he rejoined her side. While his body was semi under control, his mind was not. Thoughts and images of what he wanted to do to this woman bombarded him.
For nearly an hour they walked amongst the different shops and stands. When they left her condo, they had grabbed lunch at the place he had seen her at for the first time. Now as the sun began its transition into evening, Cord had brought Moira to a secluded stretch of beach near his condo. He spotted an area enclosed on three sides by a grouping of palm trees and sat on the soft sand, tugging Moira down so she now sat across his lap.
“Mm, you are so beautiful.” Cord whispered, brushing her hair from her shoulder before kissing it.
“Such a charmer.” Moira sighed, tilting her head slightly.
Moira
Feeling Cord’s arms around her, his lips gently teasing her skin was driving Moira crazy. Last night had been interesting, but today was on a different level. During their excursion through the village, Cord couldn’t seem to keep his hands from touching her in some way. Not that she was complaining. She liked it. A lot, and by the saints, she was really loving what he was doing to her now.
“You seem to enjoy touching me.”
“I can’t seem to resist you.”
Moira sighed as his hand moved from her waist and cup one of her breasts. She felt her nipple pucker and her breast swell, as if trying to accommodate his hand. “I…I like you touching me.”
“Good.”
Moira moaned when his lips slanted across hers in a heated, commanding kiss. His hand began to knead her breast making her whimper and her back bow. His other hand moved from the small of her back to glide over her hip. She felt the skirt of her dress easing up her legs. When Cord’s hand moved to cup her, she cried out, bucking into him. She was spiraling and she loved it and wanted more.
“Cord…what are you…doing?” she panted, her eyes meeting his.
“Touching you Moira.” He breathed, pressing the heel of his hand against her clit. “Yes baby, enjoy it.”
Moira couldn’t find the words. Her eyes remained glued to his. Those green hazel eyes hypnotizing her. Her hips rocking against his hand, her hands gripping the front of his shirt as her legs opened wider. “I’ve never done something like this…”
“What do you mean?” he questioned, keeping his movements slow.
“Being…teased by a virtual stranger…” she paused on a moan and swallowed hard. “Wanting you to…not stop.”
Moira nearly screamed in delight as she felt him ease her panties to the side and slip a finger deep inside her.
Cord
“Fuck me Moira…you’re so wet.” Cord growled into her ear, pumping his finger in and out of her. When she began riding his hand, his finger started moving faster. “That’s it, Moira. Ride my hand. Let go for me.”
He watched her as she didn’t hesitate and bucked faster. Her hands were fisting his shirt, her blue eyes wide and trained on his face as he watched her. She looked beautiful in this moment. A flush staining her neck and cheeks, the soft mewling and whimpers that escaped her had him rock hard. Fuck he wanted to just lay her back in the sand and bury his cock deep inside her. But no, not yet. Soon though.
“You’re close Moira. Let go for me.”
“Cord!”
The second she started to scream his name in her release, his mouth moved and covered hers swallowing the sound. His finger pounding deep as she rode out her release. As her body began to relax, his movements slowed as well. She moaned, almost in protest, when his finger slid from her body. Moira’s eyes opened; the blue orbs glazed over. With her watching he lifted his finger to his lips and sucked. Moira licked her lips as she watched him. Cord moaned at her taste and couldn’t wait to taste her for himself.
“Yum. You taste delicious Moira.”
