“Proved you right? How?” He snaked his arm around my waist and drew me closer.
I swiveled my head, scraping my nails along the scruff on his chin.
“You were worth the wait. So, so worth it.” I pressed my mouth against his. The kiss was slow and sweet at first, both of us easing into each other with lingering soft pecks with lots of wicked intent.
“Like I said, they can’t really see us.” Jude grabbed his towel and draped it over my legs. “But I guess just in case.”
He slipped his hands down my legs, drifting his fingers along the inside of my thighs.
“All dried off?” he whispered as he painted slow kisses down my neck.
“I…think so,” I stammered as my legs inched open, and Jude coasted his hands closer to exactly where I wanted them.
“Yeah? How about here?” He swiped his finger between my legs over the scrap of material keeping us from what we both wanted.
“Definitely not there.”
I felt his chuckle against my skin.
“Can I find out for sure? Can I touch you?”
The words alone had me halfway to orgasm, and he hadn’t even laid a finger on me yet.
“Please,” I begged, not giving a single fuck that it came out as desperate as I felt.
He let out a tortured sound that was a mix between a whimper and a groan when he slid his hand inside my bikini bottom and dragged his finger along my very needy core.
“No, not there for sure. You’re soaked, baby. Is that all for me?”
“Yes,” I croaked out as he traced tiny circles around the hard bump now holding all the blood flow in my body.
“Spread a little more for me,” he said, slipping a finger deep inside when I complied. “That’s a good girl. Fuck, you feel so damn good. Dripping all over my fingers. Is this what you want, baby? You like it when I touch you?”
I let out a muffled “mmhmm” as my head dropped back against his shoulder, swaying my hips in tandem with the rhythm of his fingers.
“I love touching you too. But what I really want is to taste you. I want to crawl under this towel and lick every sweet inch until we both can’t take it anymore.”
I lifted my head, about to protest when he stopped, but I forgot how to speak when he sucked his finger into his mouth, his eyes fluttering as he inched it out.
“You’re even sweeter than I thought you’d be.” He speared his hand back under my bathing suit, slipping two fingers inside as he swirled my clit with his thumb. I arched my back, bucking my hips against his hand for more as every nerve ending tingled on the brink of my release.
“I wish you could ride my face while I fuck you with my tongue. I want to lick inside you and know how you taste when I make you come. Would you like that, beautiful? Or you can climb on top and ridemeso I could watch you take me.” He slid his hand under my top and cupped my breast, teasing my nipple between his fingers as his other hand stayed between my legs. “What I would give to be inside you right now. So goddamn good, baby.”
I dug my heels into the sand as my orgasm crested right below the surface. Sweet, sexy, and now with a filthy mouth. This man was going to be the death of me in all ways.
“I want that too,” I panted out. “I want…I want you. So much.”
The throb between my legs pulsated so hard, it was painful.
“You have me, baby.” He draped his hand under my chin to lift my head up, raising his hips off the blanket so I could feel every rock-hard inch of him. “You feel that? You have no fucking idea how much you have me. Now, give me what’s mine and come.”
I bit the inside of my cheek when a scream escaped me. Stars burst behind my eyes as I rode out waves of white-hot pleasure.
And that was from only his fingers. His cock would probably kill me, but what an amazing way to go.
I went limp in his arms, melting into his back as I tried to find my breath and will my heart back into my rib cage.
“Good girl,” he murmured as he kissed my shoulder. “Are you okay?”
