Heavy Turbulence

by Kimberly Fox

  I cry out his name as his tongue finds my aching clit, and he sucks it. We’re outside in the open, and if anyone walks by they’ll see me bent over in the water with Dex behind me with his face buried between my legs, but I don’t care. I can’t focus on that right now, not with Dex’s hot tongue sliding between my folds. His beard is scratchy on my soft inner thigh as he plunges his tongue into my hole, making me shudder.

  He picks up the pace, holding me tight as he eats me out from behind. My hands reach out to grip something, anything, but only hit water.

  The sensation is so fucking intense. I’d sink to the bottom if he wasn’t holding me up.

  He flicks his tongue on my clit and then slips two fingers inside me, groaning as he rubs my sweet spot. “I just had to taste you.” He squeezes my waist as he dips his head back down. “And fuck, Riley, you taste delicious.”

  My jaw clenches when his tongue is back on me, sending hot waves of delight surging through my body. He keeps a steady rhythm for a while, long enough to feel an orgasm coming on.

  I grab my breasts and squeeze them as he slips his fingers back in me. “Fuck, you’ve got me all worked up,” he says in a low and gritty voice. It’s filled with lust and desire and sends me closer to the edge. “My cock is so hard for you.”

  “Fuck me with it,” I moan. I squeeze my eyes tight and swallow hard. I don’t speak like this. I don’t say these words. But Dex is driving me crazy. He’s turning me into a sex-crazed animal. All I want is his cock in me. “Please.” I can hear the desperation in my voice.

  “Oh, I will,” he says as he slides his fingers in and out. “I’m definitely going to fuck this tight, wet, sexy little pussy, but first, you’re going to come on my lips.”

  He licks me faster and with a hungry desperation to make me come. I’m so focused on his tongue inside of me that I don’t notice my orgasm coming on until it’s too late.

  “Come for me, Riley,” he purrs, holding me tight like he’s never going to let me go. “Make this tight little pussy come on my lips.”

  His sexy words send me over the edge, and I come for him. I bite my lip to keep from screaming out as I come on his mouth, just like he demanded.

  I can’t talk. I can barely swallow. I can hardly breathe as the intense waves of pleasure surge through my body all the way to my core. He keeps his fingers inside of me and grunts as I roll my hips, pressing down against his hungry mouth, which is still pressed up against me, dragging me deeper into bliss.

  “That’s a good girl,” he says as he stands up and kisses me on the mouth. I moan on his tongue, tasting my own tangy juices as my legs tremble so hard that I don’t think I could take a step without falling. Luckily, I’m in water so when he releases my mouth I let my body drop and sink to the bottom of the pool.

  I close my eyes under the cool refreshing water as I blow out bubbles, enjoying the last of the waves of pleasure within that are only now starting to dissipate.

  I’ve never fooled around in a pool before, but I like it. It feels so nice to cool off my burning skin in the invigorating water after an intense orgasm.

  Dex leaves me for a minute, letting me lie on the bottom of the pool until my lungs are burning and I have to come back up for air.

  The sight that greets me is a beautiful one: Dex is naked in the water, gripping his long hard dick with his hand, stroking it slowly as he looks at me.

  There are so many things I want to do to him. I want him to feel as good as he made me feel.

  “Have you ever touched yourself like this while thinking of me?” My voice is so throaty. I barely recognize it.

  “Of course,” he groans as I close the distance between us. My hand replaces his and starts stroking his thick shaft with long slow strokes. “The first time I saw you in the jet, I was hard for the entire plane ride after. I’ve never come so hard as when I think of you.”

  A thrill rushes through me as I picture him touching himself as he thinks of me. I want to peer into his mind and see what he was fantasizing about so I can make it a reality.

  “You don’t have to imagine it anymore,” I say, pressing my palm to his chest. “I’m all yours.”

  I gently push his chest and he starts walking backward, letting me guide him. I think he would let me lead him anywhere as long as I’m stroking his cock like this.

  “Sit,” I command when he arrives at the stairs leading into the pool.

  He does as I say and it makes me smile. It’s my turn to be in control.

  I drop to my knees as he sits on the second stair that’s barely submerged in the water. His cock looks intimidatingly big the closer I get to it. It’s so big and hard and velvety with droplets of water dripping down his stiff shaft.

  My heart thumps wildly in my chest as I open my mouth and take him in. He lets out a long deep groan as I swirl my tongue on the tip of his head, lapping up his pre-cum.

  His fingers thread through my wet hair, gripping my head as he guides me up and down on his cock. “Fuck, Riley,” he groans as I open wider, picking up the pace.

  I give him the royal treatment; massaging, licking, and sucking with my greedy tongue and hungry lips.

  I’ve never really enjoyed giving head before. I always felt like it was something that I should be doing and not something that I wanted to be doing. But here, in the lit-up pool under the dark Caribbean night sky, I’m enjoying having Dex’s cock in my mouth. I’m absolutely loving it.

  His groans start to come out deeper and lower as I coat his dick with my saliva. His breaths come out in hisses, and he starts whispering my name.

  “I’m going to come,” he groans, dropping his head back as I bob my head up and down.

  I suck him even harder, wanting to taste him, needing him to release into my mouth. And he does.

  His cock tightens in my hand and then pulses, coating my mouth with his warm cum. He grunts my name, but I can hardly hear him over my own moaning.

  I’ve never swallowed before, but I greedily drink him down and then suck on his tip for any reluctant drops.

  He smiles when he finally raises his head and opens his heavy eyelids.

  “That was fun,” I say, still stroking his cock and wanting more.

  Dex’s eyes narrow on me, sending shivers racing through my body. “That was just the beginning,” he growls. “Get your things. We’re going back to the room.”

  Chapter Seventeen

  Dex

  “I’m going to fuck you into a coma.”

  Riley grins, looking excited for it as I march over to the bed that I just threw her on. We just had a little appetizer in the pool, but now I’m ready for the main course.

  And this time, I’m not holding back.

  She lets out an audible gulp as I yank off my shirt and toss it behind me, advancing on her like a lion about to attack a wounded gazelle.

  A growl escapes my throat as she opens her legs for me. She’s got those tight yoga pants back on, the ones that make her ass look perfectly round. Her shirt was long enough to double as a dress but I made her put those hot pants back on just so I could undress her again.

  I’m going to enjoy this.

  Every second of it.

  “Are you going to fuck me now?”

  Her voice is deep. Raspy. Teetering on the edge of control.

  Riley is already writhing on the bed, staring up at me with the most beautiful eyes that are clouded with lust.

  She’s perfect.

  I’ve already come in that greedy little mouth of hers, so now I’m able to take my time with her. I’ve been waiting for it long enough, dreaming of it, fantasizing about it. I want to make it last.

  “You want me to fuck you? You want to feel my hard cock sliding into you?”

  “Yes,” she moans, arching her back on the bed as her mischievous hand slides down to her pussy. It disappears in her pants, and she stares up at me with glazed-over eyes and parted lips as she plays with herself.

  “I’ve wanted you so bad,” she moans,
looking like she’s being tortured as she rubs her pussy. “I’ve been pretending like I don’t, but it’s all I can think about.”

  “You were touching yourself in the shower when I came in, weren’t you?”

  “Yes,” she moans, her back jerking up as she hits her spot. She bites her bottom lip and moans, closing her eyes as her legs start to shake.

  My dick is rock hard, but I’m not ready to whip it out just yet. This show is too good.

  “Show me,” I say, swallowing hard. “Show me how you play with your tight little pussy.”

  She shakes her head on the pillow, but she’s smiling, her hand moving under her pants like she’s a DJ scratching a record.

  “No,” she groans, grinning as she looks at me with those hungry eyes. “I hate you. You’re the enemy.”

  “The enemy has won, Riley Coyote,” I say, gripping her pants and underwear with both hands. “It’s time for my spoils of war. It’s time to get what I’ve been fighting for.”

  She shakes her head on the pillow. “I’ll never surrender.”

  But her body doesn’t match her words. She’s not only waving the white flag, she’s opening the door to the promised land and pulling me inside.

  She plants her feet on the bed and arches her ass off the bed so I can slide off her pants.

  My cock is aching in my pants. It’s throbbing as I watch her run her sticky fingers over her wet pussy. The sight, the smell-it’s all waking something carnal and savage within me.

  “Take your shirt off.” My voice catches in my throat. Even I can hear the need in it. “I want to see those gorgeous tits of yours.”

  “Never,” she gasps as her free hand reaches up and massages her breast. “I don’t show my enemies anything.”

  “If you want my cock you will.”

  “I don’t negotiate with terrorists.” But there’s no negotiating. She fists a ball of her shirt and yanks it up her torso, showing off her smooth stomach.

  Heat is running through me from my head to my toes. I yank off my shirt as she pulls hers off, quickly undoing her bra as well before dropping back down on the bed.

  Her hand darts right back between her legs, and she grins as she looks at me, rubbing her clit in tight little circles.

  I lick my lips as I drag my eyes over her perky breasts, her nipples as firm as pebbles. She has a beautiful chest. The nicest I’ve ever seen, and I’ve seen a lot.

  “If this is how you act in front of your enemies,” I say, swallowing as I watch her slip a finger deep in her wet hole. “Then consider me your arch nemesis.”

  “I already do,” she moans. She slips a second finger inside and a throaty moan falls from her lips.

  This view is pure fucking heaven, but I have to join in. Her body shivers as I slide my palm up the inside of her leg. She opens her mouth wide and gasps when my hand joins hers, sliding over her wet folds.

  My dick jumps as I slide two fingers inside her, feeling her sticky warmth.

  “Look how wet you are,” I say, sliding out my two fingers and separating them. A sticky snail trail connects my index and middle finger like a silky strand of spider web. “Do you always get this wet when you’re around me?”

  “Never,” she lies with an adorable little grin on her tormented face. “I’m as dry as the Sahara Desert around you.”

  “Please,” I say, raising my juice covered fingers to my lips. “You’re as wet as that ocean in the middle of a rain storm.”

  Her eyes widen as I slip my two fingers in my mouth and suck off her sweet juices. It tastes like sex. It tastes like heaven.

  I’m loving the soft noises that she makes, but it’s time for me to take over. She whimpers as I grab her wrist with a firm grip and pull her hand away from her spread pussy.

  She’s breathing so hard, practically panting, as she watches me stand up off the bed and unbuckle my belt. I slowly bring down my zipper, loving that raw desperate look in her eye. Her hand creeps back between her legs as I pull my jeans down, letting my cock spring free.

  “Don’t touch,” I snap. “That’s my pussy from now on. You want to touch it, you have to ask me.”

  Her hand flies back to her breasts, squeezing and massaging them as she watches me with glossy eyes.

  “I hate you so much,” she moans, licking her sweet lips as she arches her head up to look at my hard cock. “You’re the worst.”

  “And you’re an uptight little goodie-goodie who always has to play by the rules.” I grip my cock and climb back on the bed. “My room. My rules.”

  “It’s our room,” she moans, spreading her legs wider as I climb between them. “And you’re a reckless brute who has no manners.”

  I drag the tip of my cock up her glistening folds, and she cries out, arching her back as she squeezes her nipples. “You don’t need manners when you have a dick this big.”

  She holds her breath as I tease her, tracing the head of my cock around her opening. “Tell me you love me.”

  “Fuck you.”

  I laugh. “That’s the Riley I wanted. You’re so sexy when you’re all riled up like this.”

  I’ve been playing games with her since the first moment I saw her, saying dirty comments, and making her uncomfortable, trying to get to this moment. I’ve been jacking up the sexual tension between us, getting her frustrated so she can finally unleash that frustration on my cock.

  It’s worked like a charm. And now it’s time to cash in on all my hard work.

  “I’m not riled up,” she gasps, shivering as I press my thick shaft against her clit. “I’m perfectly fucking calm.”

  Her trembling legs are telling a different story.

  “Good to know.”

  I step off the bed and chuckle as her eyes fly open in a panic. Her eyes never leave my cock as I walk up to the head of the bed and climb back on.

  She gets to her knees, her hand knuckle deep in her pussy as she watches me sit down. The wooden headboard is freezing against my back but there’s so much heat swirling inside my body that I don’t care.

  “Come here,” I say, reaching for her.

  She moves into my arms, straddling my legs as she bites her bottom lip. She’s glaring at me the entire time.

  Her pussy is spread out in front of me as she lowers her hips, bringing her hot sex down on my hard shaft. It feels so fucking soft and wet. I just want to grab my dick and slide inside her, but that’s what a lover would do.

  We’re enemies after all.

  She grips the headboard behind me with both hands as she starts rocking her hips on me, making my heart pound in my chest.

  “You hate me?”

  “Yes.” She gasps out the word as she grinds her clit against my throbbing dick. “I hate the shit out of you.”

  “Good,” I say, grabbing her waist with two strong hands. “Fuck me like you hate me.”

  She reaches down, grabbing my dick with an eager hand. We both throw our heads back and moan as she guides my dick into her wet hole.

  “God, Riley,” I whisper as she lowers her hips, engulfing me with her hot tightness. She’s so wet, and I slide in easily despite the snug fit.

  There’s no easing into it. There’s no taking it slow.

  She drops all the way down, taking all of me in with one desperate rush of her hips.

  Her hard nipple drags over my lips as she moves up and down and I pounce on her tits, grabbing them, massaging them, licking, and sucking her nipples until she’s moaning my name.

  She’s gripping the headboard behind me so hard that it sounds like it’s going to snap as she slams up and down on my cock, her tight pussy squeezing me with a death grip.

  I knew she was uptight, but I know she was so damn tight.

  She picks up the pace, pumping up and down in a frenzy. I move my hands around to her flawless ass and dig my fingertips into her cheeks, spreading them apart as she fucks me.

  “Tell me you love me.”

  She looks down at me with nothing but lust and frustration on
her face.

  “Never,” she moans, dropping her head back. Her silky brown hair is violently bouncing on her shoulders, making my dick even harder. “You’re the enemy.”

  That’s not good enough.

  “Say it.”

  She whimpers as I give her ass a hard squeeze, but she doesn’t miss a beat, driving those ferocious hips up and down on my cock.

  Her breaths are raging, her chest rising and falling viciously. Her eyes are half closed as she clenches her jaw, moaning with every frustrated movement.

  I grab the back of her neck and pull her down, her lips a heartbeat away from mine and whisper. “Say it.”

  Her mouth shoots open as her swollen clit slams onto my pelvis, her warm breath washing over my hungry lips. “Say it.”

  She opens her mouth as she leans over me, her soft hair tickling my face. Our lips are so close. I can hear her heart pounding.

  “Fuck you,” she whispers onto my mouth. I smile as she crushes her lips to mine, plunging her tongue into my mouth as I wrap my arms around her, holding her as tight as I can without breaking her.

  I push her down on the bed, never leaving her hot tightness as I fall with her into the missionary position. “You’re going to pay for that,” I warn.

  Her eyes sparkle as she looks at me with a challenging look on her face. “I hope so.”

  I fuck her hard and fast, burying myself to the hilt with every powerful thrust. She wraps her legs around me, hooking her ankles like she never wants to let me go. That’s just fine with me. I’m in heaven right here, and I would be happy to spend an eternity doing this with my angel.

  “You’ve lost the war,” I groan into her ear. “This is what happens when you lose to me. Wifey.”

  “It’s all part of my plan,” she moans, writhing under me. She grabs a fistful of sheets and yanks it off the mattress. “You’ll see.”

  The sight of her naked under me, her voluptuous body shining with a sexy coat of sweat is so erotic that I have to look away before I end the night too early.

  Her face is perfect, all twisted up in pained arousal. Her luscious lips tempt me with every stunning movement. I groan when I see her soft pink tongue, and I just have to kiss her.