“Oh, I like this.” I pushed up a few inches and studied his face in the sunlight. I felt an almost overwhelming urge to tell him that I was falling in love with him again, but I kept the words inside me. It wasn’t fair to say it when I had no intention of staying. It would only hurt us both. There wasn’t a future for the two of us.
But we could have one now. My fingers played with the hair on his chest. I could show him love, and not say the actual words. Maybe he was thinking the same thing as his hands coasted down my back and squeezed my butt.
Giving in to the passion. I could do that much for him.
“I think I could stay like this with you forever, darling,” he said.
“Forever?” I smiled at him. “I think you’d be looking for some release pretty quick.”
“I’m a patient man.”
“We’ll see about that.” I dipped my head and ran my tongue over his nipple, pleased when he sucked in a breath. “Have I told you how handsome and sexy you are? How much I love to touch you?”
“Touch away,” he whispered, so I moved slowly down his torso, kissing him, until I reached his erection and ran my tongue over the tip. “Ah, darling.” With his words as encouragement, I took him in my mouth and plunged down on him. “God damn, that’s good.”
I pulled off him with a pop and smiled. “Glad you think so,” I said before taking him again. I was enjoying pleasing him with the warm sun on my back and the lap of the water nearby. After a few minutes, I felt his hand in my hair.
“Come here,” he said, his voice hoarse with need. “I want you.”
I crawled back up his body. I meant to take my time, but he lifted me and held me so he could suckle my breasts. The desire that shot through my body made me whimper his name, and I barely managed to say, “I want you, too.”
He fumbled around on the blanket until he found his jeans, pulling a condom from his wallet and quickly sheathing himself in it. I straddled him, eager to have him inside me, but he had other ideas. Before I could come down on him, his fingers went between my thighs, teasing and stroking, until I nearly came just from his touch. I caught his wrist and met his eyes.
“I want us to come together. I want to feel thatwithyou,” I whispered, aware that my face probably revealed all the feelings in my heart. Rising up on my right knee, I positioned his dick and slowly lowered myself onto him, letting him fill me until he was fully seated.
My hands landed on the hard muscles of his chest, and I took slow, deep breaths while my inner muscles contracted around him. My arousal was laced with spikes of intense pleasure each time I squeezed down, which made my body shake with need—for him, for us, for this.
Brian tightened his hold on my hips, lifting me slightly to get my attention. I shifted my unfocused gaze to him. “As much as I’m all for you taking your sweet time, if you don’t start moving, this will all be over way too soon.”
I didn’t respond, and instead, lifted myself up and slammed back down on top of him, making us both groan with pleasure. When I did it again, I saw stars.
“Look at me, darling,” Brian demanded and this time, I saw him. Sweat beaded his forehead, and he was struggling with hiscomposure. I realized I was doing that to him, and the notion filled me with satisfaction.
Leaning forward, my fingers dug into his sides where I gripped him and I rose up and down, tightening my muscles with each lift of my torso, only to slam back down a bit harder each time. Brian squeezed my hips to the point where he left red marks, and that only spurred me on. I shifted position, chasing my pleasure, but it wasn’t enough.
“Brian,” I whispered. He knew what I wanted without me having to say a word more.
“I’ve got you, darling. Hold on tight.” Then he took control. Bending his legs to support me better and control his hip thrusts. I bounced on top of him, pleasure coiling tight at the base of my spine and shooting down my legs.
We moved faster and faster, my breaths coming out in short bursts. “Oh!” My orgasm caught me by surprise with its intensity but that didn’t slow Brian. He lifted me, holding me inches above him, and he continued to slam into me, stretching out my orgasm and making me cry out with pleasure.
With a loud grunt, he slammed me back down, holding me tight as his body shuddered beneath me.
I collapsed onto his chest with my head tucked into the crook of his shoulder while our breathing calmed and bodies cooled. Sex had always been good with Brian, but this felt different. It was more than just a physical release.
I pushed myself off his chest and rolled onto my side, next to him. One thing was clear. I owed him the words in my heart.
“Your fair skin’ll burn in this sun,” he said before I could speak. “Better put my shirt on.” He rolled away from me to grab it, giving me a full view of his butt.
“Wait,” I said, putting my hand on his side to hold him still. “What’s this?” I ran a finger over a tattoo of a yellow flower on his right butt cheek. Good boy Brian had a tat? And then it hit me. It wasn’t just any tattoo. I caught my breath. It was an exact copy of the flower drawing I’d left for him. The very one that had been a substitute in place of saying I loved him. He’d had it permanently marked onto his skin. “I can’t believe…” I didn’t know where I was going with that sentence, but I felt overwhelmed.
“Put the shirt on, darling.” He helped me pull the shirt over my head and fit my arms through the sleeves. It was too big on me, but that didn’t matter.
I studied his face before taking a deep breath. My next words were going to be tough ones, but ones I had to say. “Brian, I think I’m falling for you all over again.”
His smile was instant and sexy. “God, I hope so.” He kissed me then and I felt warmth spread through me. He’d made it easy for me. That was so like him, which was one of the many reasons it was easy to love him.
“Tell me about getting this tattoo,” I said when we were again stretched out in the sun, side-by-side, my hand in his. “I want the details.”
