Sun, Sand, and Seduction

by Olivia T. Turner

  “Get down here,” I say as I lie on my back. Her ass is pure perfection and I want to watch it bouncing up and down on my cock as she rides me. I hold onto her hips as I bring her down to the floor with me in a reverse cowgirl.

  Ruby is breathing heavily from her orgasm and she grabs my cock with a firm grip. She immediately guides it to her tight little teenage hole and presses it in with a moan. A rush of warm juices squirts out everywhere, spraying my shaft, legs, and balls.

  I squeeze my eyes shut and gasp. Fuck, she’s tight.

  Her virgin pussy is squeezing me with everything it has. It’s like it’s desperately trying to keep me out, but Ruby isn’t having any of it. She’s holding onto my cock hard as she slowly lowers her hips down onto me.

  I watch with my heart pounding as her greedy little pussy swallows the thick tip of my cock with all of the drops of cum oozing out. Her round ass is spread in front of me and my eye is locked on her beautiful pink puckered asshole. I put my hand on her ass and tease her asshole with my finger.

  “You’re doing amazing, baby. You feel so fucking good on my dick. I’m in heaven over here and the view is pure fucking bliss.”

  Her wavy hair is pouring down her back and her adorable little feet are resting beside my ribs. I don’t know where to look, every part of her is pure eye candy. Her beautiful curvy body was made for fucking and I’m going to put it to good use.

  She stops descending and her body tightens when my hard cock comes up against her hymen. “It’s okay, baby,” I say in a soothing voice as I grab her hips. “Let me take over for this part. Let your man take care of you.”

  I thrust my hips up hard and she lets out a sudden cry as I break through her cherry, making her mine forever. I drop my hips back down to the floor and pull her down with me until she’s seated fully on my raw cock.

  There’s nothing stopping me from breeding her now. My bare dick is balls deep in her ripe juicy cunt and the moment I shoot my load into her, it’s over. Her virgin womb will be claimed. She’ll be pregnant with my child and this curvy girl will be all mine.

  “Oh, Bodhi,” she moans desperately. “This feels so fucking good.”

  She starts moving her hips up and down, riding my length with her tight virgin walls. She doesn’t know what she’s doing, but she’s eager and that just turns me on even more.

  I grab onto her hips and guide her up and down in a smooth motion as I stare at her perfect ass as it bounces up and down on my pelvis.

  Her cheeks spread as she leans forward to ride me on a better angle and the sight of her puckered little asshole causes a primal growl to rip out of me.

  “Fuck, you’re beautiful, baby. I can’t get over these curves. I want to dive into them and ride them every day. There won’t be one fucking day where I won’t sink this thick cock into your curvy body. I’ll fuck your pussy until it’s begging for a break, and then I’ll move onto your mouth and when your jaw seizes up, I’ll slide into your tight little ass.”

  She moans and picks up her pace, riding my dick hard as I guide her up and down with my firm grip. Her cries are coming out louder and harder as I practically yank her up and down on my cock.

  The sudden urge to breed this pink pussy seizes me and all I can think about is planting my flag in her virgin womb by cumming into her tight cunt.

  My balls are aching. They’re overflowing with warm cum that I desperately want to shoot inside her virgin walls.

  “I’m going to cum soon, baby,” I say as I squeeze her waist. “There’s nothing between us, so once I do, you’ll be nice and bred. I can have anything in the world, but there’s nothing I want more than that.”

  She moans and starts riding me harder. “I want that too. So badly.”

  “Then give it to me,” I command.

  Her body reacts to my demands and tenses up as she sinks down on me all the way. My teeth clench as I feel her virgin pussy pulse and tighten around me as she grinds and shouts out my name.

  “Oh, fuck! Bodhi!” she screams as she cums on my hard dick, coating me in her warm juices.

  I grab her ass and squeeze as my balls clench and I let go with a savage roar. My hot cum fills her and coats her silky walls as it shoots out to claim its territory.

  Nothing has ever felt better. She’s mine now.

  I hold onto her ass while I thrust up as far as my cock will go, trying to get every last drop to release deep inside her as close to her womb as physically possible. She’s still moaning and whining as her orgasm flows through her.

  I sit up and wrap my arms around her trembling body as I whisper sweet words into her ear. “You did so good, baby. Your beautiful pussy knows how to treat my cock right.”

  She’s breathing heavily with her eyes squeezed closed as I reach down and start rubbing her wet engorged clit. After a few seconds, she starts rocking her hips on my cock as I rub her and another orgasm hits.

  After the second, then the third orgasm is done, I pull my hard cock out of her and grin when I see her virgin juices coating me.

  This curvy beauty is mine now.

  Mine to keep. Mine to fuck. Mine to own.

  I’m a rich man who thought I had everything, but I had no idea.

  I had nothing until I had her.

  Now even if I lost every penny, I’d still be the richest man in the world.

  Because I have her.

  Chapter Nine

  Ruby

  “Are you sure this is your place?”

  “Yeah,” he says with a laugh. “I had the key to get in, didn’t I?”

  “Because this looks like it should belong to Richard Branson,” I say as I look up at the intricate woodwork on the twenty-foot ceilings. “Or to Jay-Z and Beyonce.”

  “It’s ours,” he says with a grin on his face.

  “Did you say ours? As in you and me? Or as in R’s, like you’re so close with Richard Branson that you call him R.”

  He walks over as I’m marveling at the huge windows that look out onto the stunning beach and takes my hands in his.

  “Ruby. This is your home now too. I worked my ass off to give it to you and I want you to stay.”

  He’s serious. He’s actually serious.

  “You’re moving in with me. Even if I have to chain you to the bed.”

  “I’ll stay,” I say with a nod, and then I give him a mischievous grin. “But can you still chain me to the bed?”

  He brings that sexy mouth down on mine and makes my whole body weak. I think I’m going to like staying here.

  After fooling around for a bit, I wander through my new home, gasping every time I walk into a room. This is where a billionaire oil sheik should live, not me. Not a girl who grew up in the poor section of Pittsburgh.

  But here I am, and it’s my new home.

  Almost every room has a stunning view of the ocean and the huge villa is smack in the middle of a gorgeous private beach that only belongs to Bodhi and me. I take a deep breath and sigh as I walk out onto the balcony and breathe in the salty air.

  There are waves a few yards away from the shore and I can already picture Bodhi with our future kids out there, teaching them how to surf. Maybe he can even teach me.

  He walks up from behind and slides his hands around me. I moan as his soft lips touch down on my neck. His warm breath tickles my skin as he kisses a trail up to my ear.

  “Does this place have a master bedroom?” I ask as the heat swirling through me begins to settle between my legs.

  His hands slide up my sides and then cup my breasts, making me moan.

  “Oh yeah,” he says as he begins to massage them.

  “And a big bed?”

  “The biggest.”

  My lips parts as he slides a hand down my stomach and into my shorts. His finger finds my throbbing clit and I’m suddenly ready and eager to christen my new place.

  “Show me the master bedroom. Master.”

  I can feel his lips grinning on my neck right before he takes my hand and pulls me back i
nside.

  Home sweet home.

  Chapter Ten

  Ruby

  Three weeks later…

  I have to admit that seeing my face on a giant billboard is really trippy.

  But Bodhi is the one who’s really tripping out right now.

  We’re standing on the side of the highway where the first billboard in Sun, Sand, & Seduction’s new marketing campaign is up. I’m wearing a pink bikini in the photo and my cheeks are just as pink as the fabric. This was in the photoshoot after Bodhi buried his head between my legs and right before he made me his for good.

  In a week, billboards like this one will be put up all over the country. My flushed cheeks and fuck-me eyes will be looking down at every highway across America. Every man in the US will be able to look out of their windshield and see my curvy body covered by nothing but a small bikini.

  I think that’s finally dawning on Bodhi because he’s freaking the fuck out.

  He looks like a feral animal as he practically snarls at every car that drives by. His muscular back is all flexed and hunched over as he paces up and down the embankment, cursing under his breath.

  A car approaches and the guy driving has his head tilted up to look at my breasts.

  “Get your eyes off her!” Bodhi shouts. He looks like he’s about to lunge on the car so I rush over and grab his flexed arm. I’m pulling him back with everything I have.

  His furious eyes are locked on the car as it passes us and continues down the highway.

  I’ve never seen him like this. Red-faced, breathing in gasps, fists clenched as he paces up and down like a wild animal in a cage.

  “Are you okay?” I ask when he grabs a fistful of hair and almost rips it right out of his head.

  “They’re all looking at you!” he snaps to the passing cars. “I want to take their eyes out. Each one of them.”

  “It’s an ad campaign,” I say, trying not to giggle. “That’s kind of the point. It’s a good thing.”

  “No, it’s not!” he shouts as a truck drives by, whipping up the wind around us. “Your body is mine. Mine alone to look at.”

  I always knew my man had a jealous streak, but this is on a whole new obsessive level. It makes me grin and feel so loved.

  “I can’t do it!” He throws his hands in the air and storms off toward the billboard tower.

  I’m giggling as I pull out my phone and dial Kate.

  “How’s it going over there?” I can hear the concern in her voice. She knows how possessive Bodhi is of me and I don’t think she had high hopes of this going well.

  “About as well as we expected.”

  She curses into the phone as Bodhi starts climbing up the ladder of the tower.

  “Should I cancel the rest of them?”

  “I think that’s a good idea. Unless you want to explain to the press why the owner of the company is traveling around the country and ripping each one down by hand.”

  “Okay,” she says, sounding exasperated. “We’ll start over from scratch. I’ll call the models back in.”

  “Sorry about this, Kate.”

  “It’s not your fault, hun. I kinda knew from seeing how in love he is with you that this was never going to work, but he’s the boss so what could I do?”

  “I’ll make sure you get a big raise.”

  She laughs as we say our goodbyes and I hang up the phone.

  My maniac boyfriend arrives on the catwalk, grabs a hold of the giant poster and starts ripping it down.

  All I can do is shake my head and grin as he pulls my picture off and rolls it up. Knowing him, he’s probably going to hang it up in the house.

  But if it turns him on every time he looks at it, I just may be up for it.

  Epilogue

  Ruby

  Six Weeks Later…

  “You got perfect weather,” Kate says as she fixes the bottom of my wedding dress. “That’s a good sign. It seems to me that this marriage is going to be full of good luck.”

  I smile as I look out of the dining hall at all of the guests sitting on the white chairs on the beach outside. The groom’s side is full of Slater Surfboards and Sun, Sand, and Seduction employees. My side is looking a little sparse, but my parents are there and I’m happy that they made the trip.

  “Five minutes and we’ll start,” Sara, the wedding coordinator says. She looks like she’s about to have a panic attack with the way she’s frantically darting around the empty dining hall. She runs from one waiter to another as they set up the tables and whispers something to them. They all shrug, getting her increasingly agitated.

  “Sara? Is anything wrong?”

  She rushes over, trying to look cool and calm, but her clenched teeth look like they’re about to shatter behind her forced smile.

  “Just a… just…”

  “What is it?”

  “Just a tiny little problem.” It doesn’t look like a tiny little problem with the way she’s sweating.

  “What?” I ask with a laugh. “It can’t be that bad, unless the groom is missing or something.”

  Her face drops and her skin goes pale.

  It can’t be…

  “We just can’t locate him at the moment.” She lets out a nervous laugh that is bordering on psychotic as I rush to the window and look outside. Bodhi’s best man Dylan is standing up there, but he’s not.

  “He’s probably just in the bathroom,” Kate says, throwing me a lifeline. “Probably a few pre-wedding jitters.”

  “Yeah,” I say as the butterflies in my stomach start kicking it up a notch. I’m having some pre-wedding jitters myself right now.

  I excuse myself and am heading back to my dressing room to call him when a closet door opens and someone grabs my wrist. A hand covers my mouth, muffling the scream as I get pulled inside. I’m about to bite down on his palm when the scent of Bodhi’s cologne hits me.

  It’s dark in the empty closet and he pushes me up against the wall as he closes the door.

  “Don’t scream,” he warns in a low voice, which tells me exactly what is on his mind.

  “Isn’t it bad luck to see the bride before the wedding?”

  I moan as he grabs my left breast with his strong hand. He’s kissing my neck and pressing his hard cock against my leg as my heart starts thumping on overdrive.

  “I can’t see you,” he says as he reaches down and slides a hand under my dress. The darkness is only heightening the sensations. I get wetter and wetter with every inch that his hand rises up my thigh.

  “Thank god for loopholes,” I moan as his fingers crawl under my wet panties. He plunges two of them inside my wet hole and I have to dig my mouth into his thick neck to stop from screaming out.

  “You’re not marrying me with panties on,” he says as he slides back out of me and grabs a hold of my white lacy underwear. He tears them off easily and stuffs them into his pocket.

  “I want to know that my wife’s cunt is bare and ready for me to take whenever I want. That’s how it’s going to be in our marriage, so that’s how I want it tonight.”

  My body is on fire and craving more of his touch until he finds my mouth and crushes his lips down onto it. My make-up is getting all fucked up and my hair that took forever to tame is getting turned into a hot mess, but this is so worth it. It is our day after all. I don’t think anyone out there would mind us enjoying it a bit.

  My pussy clenches and pulses in anticipation when I hear the clanking of a buckle coming undone.

  Bodhi pushes me hard against the wall as he scoops his arm under my leg and lifts it up. My pussy is spread and wet and ready for the groom to slide up the aisle.

  He thrusts his fat cock in with one hard thrust that has me gasping with pleasure. I can’t see anything but I can sure as hell feel him deep inside me.

  A strong hand grabs my wrists and I swallow hard as Bodhi pulls my hands above my head and pins my wrists to the wall as he fucks me. I can’t move. But I don’t have to. Bodhi is in control, exactly how he likes to
be, and exactly how I like it.

  It’s just muffled grunts, quiet moans, and the crunching of my wedding dress as he pumps his hips and drives his hard cock in my pussy with one hard thrust after another.

  If it’s bad luck to see the bride before the ceremony, I don’t want to know what fucking her right before it means.

  It doesn’t feel like bad luck, though. It feels incredible.

  And I feel like the luckiest woman in the world.

  In less than an hour, I’m going to be married to this barbarian of a man and we can do this all of the time.

  “I want your cheeks to be pink when you walk down the aisle toward me,” he grumbles in my ear as he slides in and out of my pussy.

  “I want to know that your orgasm is still swirling around inside you. That your pussy is still warm with my cum. I want you to feel me all sticky on your thighs with every step you take down that aisle so you know what marrying me means. It means that I get to treat this pussy right every fucking day for the rest of your life. Is that what you want?”

  “I do!” I cry out as my orgasm starts to swell inside me.

  He picks up the pace, slamming my back against the wall with each thrust. Knowing he’s probably looking sexy as hell in his tux, but not being able to see it is heightening everything.

  It builds and builds until it hits me like a tidal wave and I’m gripping onto his suit jacket and trying not to scream. My hands slide through his combed hair, messing it up as my legs shake and my back slams into the wall with little convulsions.

  His grip on my wrists tightens as he hits me with one last hard thrust that has me crying out a little too loud.

  He holds his hard cock inside me and empties every last drop into my greedy little cunt. I moan and drop the back of my head against the wall as his warmth fills me.