“What’s the second item you wanted to do, Trix?”
My fingers grasp the ends of her dress. I won’t push her, but fuck—I want her.
I want to see her. See every exquisite inch of her. I want her naked and wet under the moonlight. I want to see every part of her glorious body and give her the appreciation I should’ve given her the first time I found her in my office.
“Skinny-dipping,” she answers breathlessly, her teeth capturing her bottom lip.
Her breathing picks up the pace, and I see the column of her delicate throat jump as she swallows.
“You’re in charge here, Trix. We won’t do anything you don’t want to do,” I assure her.
I don’t know if her reaction is just simple nervousness or something more. But I’ll never make her feel the way that jackass from the club did. If she ever tells me to stop, I will. If she’s not ready for this now, I completely understand.
I start to let go of my hold on her dress, but before I can, her own fingers come down to stop me. “No. No, I want to. Please,” she says.
I study her to make sure that this is what she really wants. As if to answer my own question, she reaches down and starts lifting the hem of her dress herself.
As she swallows hard, my eyes zero-in on the movement, and I watch as inch by delicious inch of her is exposed. Together, we slowly lift up her dress like we’re unveiling a piece of art. And she is art. She’s fucking beauty personified.
I see supple thighs first. Then rounded hips, simple white silk panties, a flat stomach. A white silk bra that reveals a pair of gorgeous tits that are overflowing from the cups, and the delicate line of her collarbone. Then I’m pulling the dress up and over her head and tossing it aside.
My eyes skim over her form. I want to memorize everything. “You are utterly magnificent,” I murmur, the words falling quietly from my lips.
I reach out to grab her again, but the little minx suddenly dances away from me with a grin. “Come on, Mr. Knight. How many times do I have to tell you? If you want me, you have to chase me.”
She turns and sprints towards the waves with a delighted squeal of laughter.
I grin. This is one woman I’ll gladly chase after.
Chapter 25
Warren
I trail after Trix, my chase sure but admittedly slow. I would move faster, but...the view is fantastic. Her ass has the perfect amount of bounce to it that makes me instantly hard. Good thing there’s no one else on this beach, because I’d want to rip their fucking eyes out for looking at what’s mine.
Wait a minute. What’s mine?
That’s a dangerous thought. A forbidden thought. And not a new one.
Those same words had slipped out of my mouth when I confronted that fucker, Sparrow, when he was trying to coerce Trix home with him. She’s mine, I’d said. And I’d meant it with ferocious intent.
Good thing Trix was too out of her mind to remember that little tidbit. I’d really freak her out otherwise.
When she reaches the shoreline, Trix shocks me yet again by quickly yanking down her panties, and then snapping off her bra with a carefree twist, tossing them both behind her. I suddenly wished I’d hurried more during my chase, because I want a much closer look now.
Fuck. Her beautiful wings tattooed on her back...those adorable dimples above the curves of her ass...I want to grip her hips and sink my cock into her from behind just so that I can enjoy the view better.
But before I make it to her, she lets out a war cry, beating her fists above her boobs. “Cannonball!” she screams, right as she goes sprinting into the ocean.
I chuckle to myself as my feet hit the gentle laps of water, watching her legs splash into it, her legs carrying her as fast as she can go.
I suddenly wish it weren’t nighttime so I could get a better view of her curves, but then again, the shadow of night seems to make everything more erotic. More...romantic.
When she’s submerged in the water all the way to her neck, she turns around, her smile like a beacon, and I dig my hands into my pockets and shake my head at her. “That’s not how a cannonball works,” I call out.
“Admit it, you liked it.”
“No doubt, but that still couldn’t be classified as a cannonball.”
“Stop correcting me and get your naked ass in here,” she says cheekily, her raised arms skimming the surface of the water where she stands. “Don’t leave me in here all by myself.”
My eyebrows shoot up in surprise. “You want me to join you?”
I see her pink head bob up and down. “Yes.”
Admittedly, when I brought her out here, I hoped this would be the result, but I honestly wasn’t sure. I want her to trust me, and I don’t want my playboy reputation to hurt her in any way. I simply wanted to create an opportunity where she could do more of her to-do list, and yeah, seeing her naked was a definite perk.
But fuck, she’s actually inviting me in there with her. I’m not gentleman enough to walk away. My heart starts hammering in my chest so hard that I knock my knuckles against it.
“Hurry up, the water’s fine!” she calls.
Without waiting another second, I toss down my suit jacket, and then my hands move to the buttons on my dress shirt. I watch her with predatory intent. The way her breasts are bobbing, just barely visible above the water... It makes my mouth water.
“Are you sure, Trix?” I ask, my voice low but loud enough for her to hear. “Because if I come in there, I won’t be able to stop myself from touching you.”
“I want you to touch me,” she replies.
I don’t need any more invitation than that. I shrug off my shirt and then drop my pants and boxers before wading into the water with her. “Fuck, that’s cold,” I hiss.
Trix giggles at me. “Is this the part where you blame the cold water for your shrinking member?”
With a smirk, I reach her, and my hands immediately wrap around her waist. I haul her body against mine, and then we’re flush, chest-to-chest. And despite being in the cold ocean water, I’m enveloped in my own hot desire for her. My hands skim over her wet back, tracing the lines of her intricate tattoo, and I swear, the raised skin actually feels like wings.
I walk us a bit closer to shore so we won’t be caught in the waves, and I let my mouth rain soft kisses at the edge of her jaw until my lips skim up to her ear. “Believe me, my darling Valentine, there is no shrinking to my member so long as you’re around.”
To bolster my point, I hike her further up, and her legs immediately lift to wrap around my waist beneath the water. My cock settles against her hip, and she lets out a surprised gasp. Her hands trail over my pecs, her fingers tickling over an old scar on my chest.
Then she surprises me again by immediately dropping her hand between us and grasping me in her palm.
“Fuck, Trix,” I hiss between teeth.
Trix watches me like she’s fascinated by my reaction. “Does this feel good?” she asks innocently.
“It feels fucking fantastic.”
“You’re right, there are definitely no issues with shrinkage,” she says.
I chuckle against her ear as she starts to slowly stroke me up and down, somehow moving at the exact slow tempo I prefer.
Most women I sleep with start working me like I’m a goddamn jackhammer. But Trix…she caresses, she goes languidly, she squeezes just hard enough and brushes her thumb over the head of my dick the way I like. It’s as if she’s in my head, knowing exactly the way I like to be touched.
Keeping one arm wrapped under her ass to hold her up, I bring my other hand around and cup her warmth. She gasps, and the sound instantly makes my cock harden even more.
“I want to dip my fingers in your wetness and feel your pussy clench around my fingers.”
My dirty words have the desired effect. Her nipples harden even more against my chest, and a flush creeps up her neck and cheeks.
“Mm-hmm. That sounds…really nice,” she says between little pants of bre
ath. “You may proceed with that.”
Damn, this girl is cute.
My fingers start to circle over her clit in the same slow tempo that she’s stroking my cock. Her other hand digs into my back, and I feel her thighs tense around my waist.
“Oh, shit,” she breathes.
I smile against her mouth. “This is nothing, darling. By the time I’m through with you, you’ll be screaming my name.”
Despite her heady lust, she manages to snort. “What a line, Mr. Knight,” she teases. “You’d better deliver after saying something like that.”
“Oh, I’ll deliver.”
She gives me a sardonic look. “Sure you will, Mr.—”
I cut off her mocking words by instantly planting a finger inside of her. A startled moan slips out of her, but fuck. She feels so good around my finger that I can’t help but groan with her.
Her hand forgets to stroke me as I start playing with her clit while simultaneously plunging my finger in and out of her.
When her head tips back, I know that won’t do, because I want to see her face.
“Give me your mouth, Trix,” I order her.
Her head immediately snaps up, and the minute it does, my lips slam against hers in a possessive swoop.
But this is different than the frenzied kiss we shared in the elevator. This time, it feels like we have all the time in the world to taste each other. And even though that’s not true, I let myself live in the moment and believe the lie.
My tongue dips into her mouth, and she opens for me without hesitation. Her head angles to the side, taking me deeper, just as I slip a second finger into her heated depths. She moans at the added girth, but that moan goes higher pitched as I begin to stroke against that sweet spot inside of her.
“Oh...Warren…fuck.”
“That’s right, darling,” I coax against her as I start kissing my way down her throat. “I want to hear everything. Every dirty thought, every needy moan, every hurried breath. I want it all, Trix,” I tell her.
In reply, she lets out a hitched cry of rapture as I stroke her g-spot again.
I kiss my way back up to her mouth and then plunge my tongue in like I want to drink her up and swallow her whole.
Her delicate hand is still wrapped around my cock, and when my hips jerk up, she remembers this fact and starts stroking me again.
Holy shit that feels good.
When she starts writhing against me, her hips gyrating into my hand, my lips back away from her mouth to trail down her skin again. I lick my way down this time, from the column of her throat to her elegant collarbone. Her skin is salty from the seawater, but sweetened by her.
When I lick the curve of her breast, she shudders and her body tenses, and I know she’s on the cusp.
“Warren…” she pleads.
“Tell me what you want, darling.”
“I…I want…I want you to fuck me,” she blurts out, making my cock pulse in her hand, and I freeze.
“I want to make you come first,” I tell her.
She shakes her head and releases me to wrap her fingers around my wrist, to where my fingers are still moving in and out of her. Her brown eyes open to look at me. “No, I want you exactly like this, exactly right now. Because this is exactly perfect,” she breathes, her body buoyant in the water as I hold her in my arms. “And I want to come with your cock deep inside of me.”
Holy fuck.
I groan and rest my forehead against hers. “Goddamn, woman. You could make me explode with filthy words like that coming out of your pretty mouth.”
“Take me, Warren. Please.”
“I don’t have a condom.”
She shakes her head. “I’m clean, and I can’t get pregnant.”
Normally, I’d never trust a woman and sleep with her without a condom on. I wouldn’t risk it. But I trust her.
“You’re sure?” I ask, reaching up to tuck a piece of hair behind her ear as I look into the depths of her eyes.
She nods, and the way she looks at me… It’s fucking poetic. Like she trusts me implicitly. Like she’s never desired any man before me.
“I want to come with you the first time,” she says quietly. “Please.”
How could I ever deny a request like that?
I swallow hard and bring both my hands up to cup her face. This, her...she’s right. This is exactly perfect.
I kiss her again, and she kisses me back with just as much fervor as I’m giving her. Her arms lock around my shoulders, holding onto me while I line myself up with her center, and then I slowly start to push inside.
Despite the fact that the seawater doesn’t do anything to help me gain entry, once I push in an inch, I find that she’s deliciously wet for me, which eases my entrance, like her body has been waiting to join with mine.
She hisses into my mouth as I push more of myself inside of her, and even though it fucking kills me to be still, I pause to let her get used to my size. Her lips pull away from mine, and she pants against me. “Do the magic finger clit stuff,” she says breathily.
I smile against her mouth. “Gladly.”
I reach down once again and begin to toy with her clit, but this time, my pace is fast. I teased her long enough before. Now, I’m impatient to feel her come on my cock.
Her body relaxes against me, and I lift her up slightly and then pull her back down over me as I thrust my hips up at the same time, eliciting a loud moan from her. And then I’m balls deep, feeling every delectable inch of her sheathing my cock.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” I say, praising her as I pull out and slam back in.
“Oh, Warren...you feel...I feel...so fucking much.”
She tries to throw her head back again, but I stop her. “Don’t,” I tell her. “I want your lips. When your pussy comes all over my cock, I want my tongue in your mouth. I want to see you, hear you, feel you everywhere. Understand? Because right now, Trix? Right now, you’re mine.”
Her hooded eyes flare at my words, and then my hips start slamming into her over and over again in punishing thrusts. At this angle, I’m able to drive myself deeply inside of her, and every time I do, she rewards me with another moan or murmur of my name.
I continue to circle over her clit, and when I feel her fluttering over my dick, I know she’s close.
Her wet body connecting perfectly with mine, the water moving back and forth around us, her cunt clutching my cock, her ass jiggling in my hands as I pick her up and shove her back onto me… It’s utter perfection, and I know I can’t last much longer.
“Warren, I need…I need to…”
“What do you need, darling?” I ask as I lick up her neck and nibble below her ear.
“I need to come. Now. Please.”
“I’ll give you what you need.”
I start to let all four of my fingers strum over her clit as fast as I know she wants me to. My other hand helps to move her up and down my cock again and again, but she’s doing half the work too, by lifting herself up and down over me, and making her tits jiggle deliciously in front of my face as she does.
When I strum over her clit again, her pussy clenches around me, and she comes with my name screaming out past her lips. I capture her mouth immediately, because I want to drink her ecstasy down into my soul.
I don’t relent as I drive into her, prolonging her pleasure as I keep going, my mouth demanding even as she begins to go supple.
When her pussy clenches around me again, I can’t hold off anymore. I thrust deeply inside of her one more time, coming with a blissed-out groan.
Exactly. Fucking. Perfect.
It takes a while for both of us to recover from our joined pleasure. I wait a long time for my racing heart to calm down. By the time my breathing has slowed, my legs are nearly ready to give out from the intensity of my orgasm, but I don’t want to let her go. Not yet.
Trix sighs contentedly and rests her head against the crook of my neck. “I’d say that was a solid B plus,” she suddenly says.
She lifts her head up. “Come on, don’t look so shocked. You didn’t expect me to grade you with an A for the first time, did you?” she asks with a cheeky grin.
This girl.
Without warning I pinch her lightly on the ass and then start walking us back to shore. “Little liar,” I say as I nip at her lip. She laughs against my neck as she buries her head against me. “We both know I deserve an A,” I tell her as I walk us out of the water. I’m still buried inside of her, and frankly, I don’t want to change that, but I know I’m just prolonging the inevitable.
“There’s always room for improvement, Mr. Knight,” she replies huskily, and although she’s trying to keep a straight face, I can see the amusement glinting in her eyes.
“Yeah?” I challenge. Taking advantage of the fact that my cock is still buried inside of her, I shove my hips forward to remind her. “Does this feel like there’s any room to you?” I ask with a smart ass grin.
She shudders in bliss, and then she starts grinding against me, which just makes me start to harden inside her again.
Insatiable little thing.
“Stop that, my naughty little darling, or I’m going to fuck you right here on the beach sand, and that won’t be nearly as enjoyable as you think it will be.”
That sobers her a little as she purses her lips to the side. “You’re right,” she tells me. “I don’t want to ruin our perfect night by getting sand all up in my business.”
I chuckle as I make my way up the beach. As much as I want to keep holding her, I know that if I don’t get my dick out of her now, I really will fuck her into oblivion in the sand. I set her down on her feet gently, and she winces slightly as I slip out of her.
“Sore, darling?”
“A little,” she admits. “But it felt wonderful. Totally worth it. And…I got to cross off items on my to-do list, so you really outdid yourself, Warren Knight.”
“Glad I could be up to par for you.”
I keep my hands on her waist as I look down at her, loving the way drops of water are freckled over her skin and how chills have pebbled her nipples into pretty pink peaks. Her lips are swollen, her hair is damp from the ocean mist, and despite the fact that we just had sex not even five minutes ago, I find that I already want her again.
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