“Please,” I begged, needing to hear her thoughts. She could end this right now, and I had to hear it from her lips if that was what she wanted.
“‘Can’t Help Falling in Love,’ Elvis Presley.” Her voice was low but clear as could be to my ears.
She was falling in love with me.
Without letting another second pass, I lifted myself up onto her board. She wasn’t prepared for my intentions but held on and helped balance us as I situated myself. My hands sought the back of her neck and pulled her lips to mine.
“I’ve already been there; I never stood a chance. Never even thought to fight it.”
We let our body do the rest of the talking, there were no other words needed. We lavished each other with passionate kisses. With an amazing amount of balance and core strength, she eased herself on her back and took me with her.
I’d never had sex on a surfboard, but I had a feeling we were about to test it out. At least she had grabbed the long board, which was longer and bigger, and more stable.
My body covered hers, while I held myself up by my elbows. Her legs came out of the water and wrapped themselves around my waist.
We moved together as if we were making love on the board, but there was no way in hell we could truly make it work. Feeling the desire to claim her wrapped around my chest, I rolled us into the water, making sure she stayed above the surface.
“Hold onto the board.” My feet touched the sand and my hands gripped her hips, bringing her close to me. Those legs stayed around my waist, where they belonged. She did as I asked, and her arms stretched across the board for balance.
With her body supported by the weightlessness of the water and the board, my fingers drifted to the back of her neck. Untying the little knot, the straps gaveway for her breasts to be exposed in the moonlight.
“Stunning.” I leaned down and gave each one a hot kiss, my tongue lingering on her tight budded nipples.
She gasped and wiggled against my cock.
“I know, love, I need you too. So bad.” The last two words were strained. With some effort I managed to loosen my trunks, then moved on to her bikini bottom. The little strings on the side made it easy to give us the access we required.
“Say it, Alessandra.”
She looked me in the eyes, and with that sexy glint holding me hostage, she gave me the words I wanted.
“I’m yours, Joel. Now please put your D in my P,” she said with a smile, and that was all it took.
