She groaned, and locks of her dark hair spilled off the edge of the hammock, blowing in the breeze. Her eyes fluttered open for a moment, her gold-flecked eyes glittering with lust. “Oh, yes, give it to me, Nick. Deeper.”
Just seeing the desire in her eyes heightened my pleasure. I loved making the woman I loved insane with pleasure. As I plunged in deeper, her walls clenched tighter around me and her hips pushed up to meet mine as she grunted another “oh, yes.” At first my entries were slow and deliberate, but as lust hazed our minds and we groaned and thrashed until my sweat dripped down on her breasts, my entry became more desperate, more forceful and I pounded inside of her faster and faster, then bit my lip as I held off, waiting for her to come. “Oh, yes, Nick, oh god, oh,” she screamed and I felt her desperate buck beneath me as she came. Only then did I allow pleasure to consume my being and then I sunk into her with a final plunge and let myself erupt.
I scooped up the lock of hair that had fallen off the hammock and tucked it underneath her head and kissed her smooth forehead. “I don’t know about you, but I think I’m adjusting well to married life.”
Selena laughed and pulled my head in for another kiss. “It’s a little tough to bear, but I think I can manage.”
I slid out of her, and she shifted so I could lie beside her in the hammock again. A haze of peace washed over me, knowing I’d just made love to the woman I loved while I listened to the ocean lap at the sand and felt Selena’s hair tickling my skin as it blew in the breeze.
“I love you, Nick.” She gazed at me, her amber eyes adoring me. And at the same time glittering with mischief.
“I love you, too, Selena.”
“And that’s why I have to do this.”
“What’s that?”
She shook her body by undulating her hips and neck. The hammock rocked precariously.
“If you don’t stop that, we’re going to f—” Both of us landed with the thud onto the wooden porch.
Selena jumped up and dashed toward the water, her naked buttocks bouncing.
“Hey, come back here.” I pushed myself up and chased her into the water.
“Why should I?” The sound of her voice, full of laughter, blew toward me in the breeze.
“Because I can’t make love to you when you’re out there.”
“Are you sure about that?”
I waded toward her and scooped her up in my arms as a wave lapped over my shoulder. I planted a kiss on her sea-drenched lips. “I’m willing to try anything once.”
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Sabrina Devonshire, an avid swimmer most of her life, can usually be found near or immersed in a body of water. If she’s not seeking an endorphin rush in a pool, lake or ocean, she’s often encouraging people to work out or writing a romantic suspense or magazine article. She also loves traveling to off-the-beaten-path places where phones and electronic devices tend not to work well. Peru and Belize are two of her favorites. Sabrina lives in southern Arizona with her husband, two children, and fluffy dog, Sugar.
Read more books by Sabrina Devonshire:
The Open Water Swimmer
Message from Viola Mari
Dangerous Descent (Love in the Labyrinths 1)
The Unseen (Love in the Labyrinths 2)
Seaside Seduction Page 11
