Page 116 of A Million Times, Yes
“Show you what?”
“Show me how much you want me.”
“That’s the simplest request you could have ever asked from me.” I dropped my arms down her body and lifted her, waiting for her legs to wrap around my waist and for her arms to land on my shoulders before I walked her outside. “I’m going to fucking devour you.”
“Out here?”
“Out here, under the stars, while we listen to the waves.”
“What if someone sees us?”
“The only thing out here are animals, and I promise they’re not going to tell a soul.”
I walked her down the steps of the pool and took her through the water, bringing her toward the center, where I aligned her back against the inside wall. Her arms dropped to the tiled edge, and I immediately got to work on her clothes, peeling the tight material off her chest and pulling down her spandex shorts. Once she was naked, she did thesame with me, tugging the T-shirt over my head, and I stepped out of my shorts.
I went to lean in, and she put her hand on my chest. “I just need a second.”
I pulled my hands back. “Okay.”
“No, not that kind of second. You can touch me.” She laughed, and my fingers returned to her waist. “I said that because I’m looking at you”—her hands softly landed on my face—“and at your muscles”—they lowered to my shoulders—“and your tattoos”—her nails dragged across each pec and bicep—“and I’m soaking in how ridiculously hot you are. Which I do normally, every minute I’m around you. But here, under this lighting, in the water, I don’t know ... I’m just speechless over you.”
“Take it in, baby. It’s all yours.” I grabbed her hand and gradually moved it down my abs until it reached my dick, and I slid my cock into her palm. “So is that.”
She slowly shook her head. “God, you just keep getting hotter.”
I lifted her legs around me. “I want you to put me inside of you. But first, I want you to rub your clit with my tip.” I held her against the wall, her head resting over the ledge, giving me the perfect position and balance.
“Shit,” she hissed as my crown wedged in between her lips and slipped farther toward her clit. “That feels so good.”
“Go faster, Maya.”
She listened, jerking me forward and back, grazing her silky, hard spot. “Mmm.”
“Don’t you dare come.”
She slowed.
“No, I want you to keep up that speed, and right before you come, I want you to slide me into your pussy.”
Her moans grew louder, and within a few more swipes of my tip, she was guiding me into her.
“Fuck,” I groaned the moment I felt her tightness. Her wetness. Her heat. And because she had been on the verge of coming, my order forcing that peak to work its way down, there was even a pulsing. Each throb vibrated through me. “Jesus, Maya. Your cunt—that’s what perfect feels like.”
She climbed higher, as though I were a tree, her upper body now out of the water, and she rocked against my dick. Her nipples neared my mouth each time she lifted and dropped, and I stuck my tongue out to lick them.
I tightened my grip on her ass, playing with that back, forbidden hole but giving her no more than just the tip of my finger to see how she would respond. “Do you like that?”
“Yes.”
“Do you want more?”
“Yesssss,” she said, but this time she dragged out the word.
“Do you want to come?”
She was breathless. She was panting. She was moving like she wanted her actions to give me that answer. “I want us both to come.”
“Then fucking ride me.”
