He wipes at my tears with his thumb as he pumps harder. “So fucking beautiful.”
His cock swells and pulses against my tongue. I reach up and cradle his balls in my palm, applying pressure.
His thrusts grow wild. “So.”Thrust.“Fucking.”Thrust.“Mine.” With a roar, he fills my mouth with spurts of his hot cum. Then he tugs my hair, pulling me off his cock. His eyes are wild with lust as he says, “Open your mouth, show me.”
I obey, opening my mouth.
He groans. “That’s the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.”
I’ve never swallowed before, but I want everything this man will give me. As he watches me with something akin to awe, I swallow then run my tongue over my lips making sure I didn’t miss a drop.
A sharp bark of laughter comes from him. “I take it back,thatwas the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.”
He rips off his dress shirt, not bothering to unbutton it, and flings it into the sand.
I squeal as he lifts me off my knees and whirls around to lay me on the lounge chair.
He falls on top of me. His bare chest pressed against mine, his tongue slipping into my mouth, mingling our release, while his freed cock rubs against my pussy, sending sparks of need up my spine, short-circuiting my brain.
“I need to be inside you so fucking bad.” He keeps kissing me while he struggles to kick off his slacks and boxers. Then we’re both naked with the warm breeze caressing our sweaty bodies.
He reaches into his slacks pocket and pulls out a condom wrapper and rips it open with his teeth.
I push his hair off his forehead and smirk at him while I watch him hold himself up with one bulging, muscular arm to slip on the condom. “Confident much?” Then my gaze snags on the tattoo over his broad chest, the one I saw peeking out of his shirt in The Eclipse office. It’s an intricate black rose with misshapen thorns on the stem.
I reach up and run my finger over it, tilting my head. “Is that…” my breath catches in my throat. I see they aren’t thorns at all but letters. “My name. You have my name tattooed on your chest.” My heart bursts wide open, and I’m filled with such a profound sense of shock and joy, I can’t do anything but gape at him with tear-filled eyes.
He kisses my nose and then settles his cock at my entrance. “Yes, I do Lennon Rose. You have always been and will always be with me.” The vulnerability and sincerity in his tone flips my world upside down.
Could it be true? Could our intense feelings for each other back then have been the real deal?
I can’t let myself go there. It would be too painful to know what we could have had if things had been different.
I sink my teeth into my bottom lip, all thoughts blown away by a tempest of pleasure as he thrusts inside me, stretching me. I open my legs wider, needing him to fill me like I need air.
With one hand gripping my hip and one buried in my hair, he slowly pushes his cock deeper.
A moan falls from my lips.
His mouth is on me, capturing the moan and eliciting more as he licks and bites at my tongue. “That’s it, baby,” he whispers against my mouth. “Let me in.” With one last hard thrust, he’s finally buried all the way in me. His body is trembling as he holds himself still inside me, letting me get used to his girth. Our lust is as bright as the sun, threatening to consume us. It feels so good to let go, give in, and let it burn.
His eyes find mine, and I see the absolute need radiating there, like a nuclear reactor about to blow. But also, something else more dangerous. Feelings we can’t express. Not in this lifetime. I squeeze my eyes shut.
“Look at me, Lennon,” he whispers gruffly.
My lids flutter open at his command, and as soon as my eyes lock with his, he pulls out and slams back into me. I fight to keep my eyes open, to let him show me what he can’t say out loud. His rhythm and force are brutal, but I’m consumed by a dark need to feel him harder, deeper. I wrap my legs around him, digging my heels into his muscular ass.
He slides a palm under my ass and lifts, changing the angle of his thrusts. And oh my god, the spot he’s hitting is expanding the white-hot ball of pleasure from my core to consume me, body, mind and soul.
He pauses his thrusts, now buried to the hilt and begins to roll his hips. At the same time, he sucks a nipple into his mouth and just like that, I explode.
As wave after wave of intense pleasure rolls over me, he grabs my jaw. “Eyes open,” he growls, pumping into my contractions.
I’m still in the grasp of the powerful orgasm as I watch his glittering, stormy blue eyes as he takes up a fast, hard rhythm once again. It doesn’t take long for his rhythm to grow irregular and his breathing to become choppy. Still, he holds my gaze. Then, with a roar, he comes deep inside me. I feel the swelling then the pulsing of his cock against my walls, his lips and breath against mine.
I keep my legs wrapped around him as we lay there, letting the ocean breeze cool off our sweaty bodies. His head is resting on my chest, a loaded silence between us. It’s getting hard to breathe as reality seeps between the cracks. I begin to hear the tick of each second slipping by, bringing us closer to the end of our time together.
Don’t think about that.
