Page 41 of The Love In Sunsets

“Are Smurfs your fantasy?” He laughed so hard she smeared paint on him.

“God, no.”

“What is?”

Eloise focused on creating a masterpiece on Kiel’s chest. She had an intense look on her face while she painted him. For some reason, he refused to look at his chest. Maybe it was out of fear he’d upset her for sneaking a peek, or maybe it was because, deep down, he wanted her to complete the thought she had in her mind before he saw it.

The brush strokes tickled him. His abs clenched and while he tried to hold still, Eloise giggled each time she got a reaction out of him. Each time her arm grazed his cock, it sprang to life. Here he was, trying to get lost in the moment—trying to let Eloise do her thing—and his damn dick begged for attention.

Eloise had treated his throbbing hard-on to copious amounts of love earlier. He could calm down for a little bit.

But no.

Even Eloise had a different idea.

The second the cold paintbrush hit the tip of his erection, Kiel hissed and swore. “What are you doing to me, Eloise?”

“It’s just water,” she told him as she continued to draw on his erection.

“Oh, God.” Kiel leaned back against the pillows and closed his eyes. The sensation of the brush and water tickling the head of his penis was almost too much to take. “I think I’m going to come.”

“Do you want me to stop?”

He shook his head. “Hell no.”

The pleasure was intense.

Every nerve in his body was on fire with need. With desire. More water and more brushing had his abs clenching as he fought off what he surely thought would be a seismic eruption. He had never been so turned on—so ready to fuck—than he was now.

“I need you or some . . . thing,” he groaned.

Eloise giggled. She crawled up his chest, smearing his artwork across her body. Kiel would ask her about it later, but right now, he needed to be buried inside of her.

Kiel grabbed her waist, pulling Eloise up for a deep kiss. His tongue explored the inside of her mouth while his hands roamed down along her body towards the tantalizing heat between them. He pulled back and ran his lips along hers again before his hands found their way to her back, sliding across her skin as his lips moved over the smooth contours of her face. He sucked on the lobe of an ear and felt a shiver run through Eloise. His mouth trailed down between them—kissing, licking and sucking its way towards something he craved, but could not articulate with words—wanton passion. He needed a carnal knowledge of her more than earlier. Kiel had never felt this way before. Everything he experienced with Eloise was a first for him.

His hands left trails of reds and blues wherever they touched. They were a mess, and he didn’t care. Neither did Eloise, if the tiny noises she made were a sign. Kiel wanted to touch her.

No, he needed to touch her.

“We have to stop.” There was so much pain in those four words.

Eloise froze and looked at him. “Did I do something wrong?”

“No, not at all.” He shook his head and held up his hand. “I fucking want you bad, but there’s paint on my hand, and I don’t have a condom.”

Eloise rose and left him outside without saying a word. When she returned, her paint smeared body was a remarkable sight.

“You’re beautiful even when you’re covered in paint.”

“You’re biased because you’re about to get laid.” She handed him a stack of condoms and a pack of wet wipes after taking one out for herself. He held the condoms in his hand as every scenario ran through his mind. “I’m a safety girl,” she told him. “It would be irresponsible of me to invite you over and not be prepared.”

Her response to his unasked question appeased him. Not that he had any say in what she did or how she lived her life. Still, part of him hoped he was the only guy she was messing around with.

Kiel cleaned his hands and got busy slipping the condom over his still prevalent erection. As Eloise straddled him, she reached for his cock and guided it to her. She sank down onto him, her eyes rolling the deeper he went. With her feet next to him and her hands splayed over his abdomen, she lifted herself off his dick. Her head dropped, watching as her body took him in.

Kiel lifted his head and watched his cock disappear into her wet pussy. Eloise moved slowly, taking him in, inch by inch. Kiel swore her pussy grew tighter around his dick, as if it was trying to squeeze him for all he had. He’d give it to her. Every drop if that’s what she wanted.

Eloise threw her head back in pleasure and it pushed Kiel over the edge. He put his hands to work, gripping onto Eloise's hips as he thrust deeper into her with each stroke; both their bodies slapping. She gasped his name, begging for more, and he was happy to oblige. He pummeled into her now. Every hard plunge, bringing them both closer to their impending release.

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