When her hair is finally clean, and my fingers glide effortlessly through the now-silky strands, Ash turns to face me. Her dark eyes lock onto mine, a silent connection passing between us. She wraps her arms around my neck, drawing herself closer, and her legs tighten firmly around my waist. The warmth of her body against mine is a stark contrast to the coolness of the water, and I can feel her heartbeat in sync with my own, a steady rhythm that grounds us both.
My hands find their way to her back, gliding over her skin in slow, deliberate strokes. I knead the tight muscles, easing the knotsthat have formed from the strain of our ordeal. She sighs softly, the sound almost lost in the quiet rippling of the water around us, and the last traces of her tension beginning to unravel.
Ash rests her forehead against mine, her breath warm against my skin as she closes her eyes. In this moment, the world outside ceases to exist.
My hands glide lower, down her back and over the soft curves of her ass, drawing her body closer. Her soft moan has blood rushing to my cock, and her lips curl up as she grins against my cheek when she notices me hardening against her pussy. Moving back enough to look at me, she rubs her nipples against my chest, raising her hips slightly. My cock jumps, my stomach tightening with the lust burning in my veins.
“Ash,” I warn, nipping at her bottom lip.
“What?” she purrs, reaching between us.
Her delicate fingers firmly grip my cock, and she teasingly glides her hand along its length before positioning it at her entrance. My heart thunders in my chest as I sink one of my hands into her hair and squeeze her waist with the other. Our eyes remain locked as she lowers herself, my cock slowly slipping into her hot, wet, perfect pussy.
My breath escapes in a hiss, my head spinning with overwhelming desire. With a low moan, Ash’s mouth falls open and her hips rock in small motions as she takes more of me in.
“Fuck, baby.” My hands roam over her body, my mouth running up her neck and across her jaw.
Ash’s fingers dig into my shoulders. “Kai . . .”
I guide us to the edge of the small pool, gently pressing her lower back against the smooth surface of the rocks. With her hands caressing my cheeks, her mouth meets mine in a scorching kiss that sets my entire body ablaze.
I hold onto her hips firmly, pushing myself into her as the water adds a unique resistance that amplifies every sensation. It is torture. Every beat of my heart echoes her name as we sink into a rhythm.
“Being inside of you feels like heaven. I could spend all day fucking you and never tire.”
Ash moans, biting down on my ear. “Well you’d better hurry and make us both come because Seraphina is on her way back.”
My pulse jumps at her words, and a rush of warmth spreads through my veins. In a display of dominance, I twist Ash’s hair around my fist, growling as I force her head back, making her neck and chest arch. My teeth graze along the column of her neck, and she shivers, tightening around my cock. The sensation of her walls contracting around me intensifies as I focus my attention on her nipple, teasing and caressing it with my fingers. Ash’s hips move in time with my thrusts, and with each grinding motion, a deep growl escapes my throat. A primal instinct takes over, as if I am more beast than man, each thrust hitting deeper inside her.
In our frantic pursuit of bliss, the water splashes around us, adding an exhilarating feel to the already thrilling moment.
My mouth covers hers, muffling her cries. A tingling sensation works its way through me, making me groan as my cock expands, and Ash’s inner walls clamp down hard around me.
“Fuck!” I roar, tipping my head back as I empty myself in her fucking bliss-inducing pussy. Her mouth moves along my neck, leaving a trail of open-mouthed kisses as I keep thrusting until she is finishing trembling from the force of her orgasm.
“You are the most complex and delicious dessert,” I murmur.
“And you, Mr. Cartwright, are an exhibitionist.”
I open my mouth to deny it, but what’s the point? She knows. I shrug instead and slowly slide from her body. Her arms remain wrapped aroundmy neck, and she smiles at me . . . anddamn, her smile could light up the darkest of days, and her laughter is like music to my ears. I lower my head and take her lips in a sweet, lingering kiss, drawing her bottom one into my mouth and sucking.
God, I could devour this woman.
My whole body vibrates with need, and having her sweet, soft body against mine only serves to make me hard again.
“Fuck,” I groan into her mouth.
Ash chuckles and pulls away ever so slightly. “She’s watching us.”
The thought of Seraphina watching sends a shot of lust through me, and Ash doesn’t miss it.
“Naughty boy,” she whispers, nipping my bottom lip.
I growl, following her lips as she pulls away from me. I’m not ready to leave the water, to go back to reality.
Grabbing my hand, she leads me over to the rock steps, and the sight of the water sliding down her body as we move to the shallows is like its own kind of torture. I wipe my hand over my face, mostly to cover my eyes.
Suddenly Ash stops, and I drop my hand as a wicked glimmer of mischief flickers in her dark eyes. Her hands land on my waist, and she drops to her knees in front of me, in water no deeper than my knees. Shadows drift from her body, snaking over my skin, caressing everywhere, the sensation maddening. Ash has never used her shadows like this before.
