He hesitates. “Mi nuh know how fi say it.” I don’t push. I just smile and drift closer. He grins, then lunges, chasing me in the water. I run, slip, fall and he lifts me easily, laughter spilling from both of us. Then his hands land on my waist, pulling me back against him.
“Bout you a run from the killa,” he teases, turning me to face him.
His eyes are different now, hungry. He leans in, sucking the skin just under my ear. My heart damn near leaps from my chest. His fingertips trail down my sides. I gasp as he lifts me again, my legs locking around his torso. “You see how you sexy?” he mutters, biting his lip and spanking my ass.I moan, breathless.
He slides my panties aside and I whisper, “Right here..?” He doesn’t answer, just commands.
“Hold it to the side.” I do. His length bounces free and we both freeze, eyes locked.
When he pushes inside me, my breath catches. “Ohh shiiit… ahhh…” My arms wrap tighter around him as he thrusts deeper. My moans spill out, shameless and sweet.
“Jah know… suhmm bout you,” he pants, rocking into me harder. I close my eyes, riding the rhythm, bouncing on him while he holds me like I’m weightless. Our eyes meet, we smile, dark and dirty.
“Gimme it hard,” I whisper. “Doh have no mercy pan me. All if mi bawl.” His smirk is wicked. His thrusts turn brutal.Ughh!
My moans turn to squeals. “Yesss… jus like t-that,” I grind into him slow, and the way he fills me, deeper when I wine it has my toes curling. “Nickoiii…” I bite his neck and he groans. That sound? Sends tremors through my spine. The man strokes me like he knows what he’s doing. Like he’s studying every moan I make and dialing it up. My breasts spill from my bra, and his tongue trails between them. I move faster, hungrier. He slams into me, lifting me with each thrust, our bodies clapping against each other.
“Zara…” he groans, breath hitching. I kiss him, soft and sloppy, as he grinds in slow circles that sends lightning through my veins.
“It feel like… you inna mi belly,” I whimper, trembling.
“Mi a go cum…” he slows down, on purpose.
“Please,” I beg, breathless. “Don’t stop…”
He smirks. “You want it?”
“Yes, please… Nickoi…”
He grinds again, then punishes my G-spot. My cries echo off the water. He lays us on the shore and pounds into me like he’s trying to rearrange my organs. I scream, his name tangled in every breath. I grab his cornrows, elevate my legs and squeeze around him. He curses, teeth digging into his bottom lip. “Hold it,” he growls.
“I… C-can’t!” My voice breaks.
“You can,” he breathes. “And you will.” I try. God, I try.
“You want cum with me?” His eyes close.
“You can now,” once he says that, I explode, literally. My body convulses, my toes curl, and a gush rushes down my thighs. My eyes roll back, tears falling without shame. I shake beneath him, breath caught somewhere in my chest.
“Mami,” he whispers, stroking my back. I hum, dazed.
“Look in a mi eyes nuh.” I do. His gaze makes my chest flutter.
“First time a do this inna the sea?” he asks. I blush and nod.
“Words.”
“Yes, Nickoi,” I say, smiling. “It’s my first time.” We walk out of the water. My legs weak. I’m freezing. He pulls his shirt over my head and zips me into his hoodie, kissing my cheek.
“Love you,” he whispers at my ear. My stomach flutters.
“I-I love you too,” I whisper back. Later, we talk about Anna’s party. About matching outfits. About nothing important and everything that matters. Then he goes quiet again.
“You okay, baby?” I ask.
“Yeah… mi just ready fi answer you.” I turn to him, giving my full attention.
He exhales. “Mi go nuff places. But here so… this always been mi escape. Especially when mi did depressed bout mi father. Mi used to come here just fi feel peace.” He stops.
