His cock thickens where he presses into me and a small growl sounds deep within his chest. Then, he takes my hand and leads me to a parking lot where a young man stands guard. “You got keys to that?” He points to a limo.
The kid grins. “Are you Sebastian Sutcliff?”
“Yeah, why?”
“Wait until I tell the guys I met you.” He runs into the small office and returns with a key. “I’ll make sure no one disturbs you, sir.”
The young man salutes and Suds responds in kind. “I owe you one.”
“No sir, we owe you.”
When we get halfway to the vehicle, my curiosity is piqued so I tug on his arm until he stops. “What was he referring to?”
“It’s nothin’.”
“C’mon. ’Fess up.”
“Ancient history. I may have saved a few guys here and there but I don’t want to talk about death and dyin’ when I got me a beautiful woman. You ever fuck inside a limo?”
“No.” I glance at the vehicle, then at my fiancé’s large frame, wondering how we’ll fit.
“Not even at your senior prom?”
He presses the key fob, the lights flash, and when he opens the door, I climb in. “Jeez no. My cousin Joey was my date.”
“How on earth did you let that happen?” Grinning, he locks the doors, and pulls his t-shirt over his head.
I struggle out of the huge Navy hoodie, straddle him, and place my palms on both cheeks. “With a police chief for a dad? And an Uncle Vinny? No boy would ever dare date me.”
“I would’ve, sugar. I would’ve risked anything to be with you.” He adjusts me on his lap and his mouth crashes down on mine.
Like teenagers, we kiss until we're panting for air and moisture coats the inside of the tinted windows. His hands slip to the elastic of my sweatpants and he tugs them over my butt. Balancing on one knee at a time, I manage to kick them off one leg but the other gets caught on my foot. I don’t care because I’m too busy unzipping his cargo pants.When I get his cock free, my fingers circle around my favorite toy.
While he nibbles down my neck, I arch into his mouth. My thumb swirls in his precum while sweat drips off my body.
He stops and when I look into his gaze, moisture pools at the sides of his eyes. Whether it’s from the heat of the moment, or the rising temperature in the car, I can’t say.
His words are so low, I have to strain to hear. “When I saw you jump naked into that pool, I damn near lost my mind. What the fuck were you thinking? I was comin’ for you. Didn’t you trust I’d find you?”
“I knew I could make it. I’m a really strong swimmer and the yacht wasn’t-” My thoughts vanish as he kisses me with more passion than I ever recall.
His fingers thread through my wet hair, his tongue demands entrance, and he moans when I lift so his tip slides against my heated core. Reaching down, I hold his base and sheath him with my legs spread wide.
“Sebastian.” Air whooshes out my lungs when he thrusts up, grinding against my slick need.
“You feel so damn fine, sugar. Open your eyes.”
I do, and get lost in his dark pools of desire. Like two mirrors pointing at each other, I stare into eternity. It’s almost too much to bear and water leaks down my cheeks.
His tongue flicks the tears away, then dips between my teeth.
Moving off the thick muscles of his chest, my hands brush across his nipples, up his neck, and land on his chin’s rough stubble. He hasn’t shaved for days and probably hasn’t slept either but he sure doesn’t seem tired.
As we gaze into each other’s eyes, he holds my hips, presses his core to my slick, hot, need, and slips a thumb between us. Joined like this, I ride his hand until our pace accelerates. He leans forward and when he takes my breast into his mouth, I go higher still.
“Oh, oh…” I am so close and clench every muscle, ready for him to come, too.
“Babe…” He grunts, hits the back of me, and swells.
