The water sloshes around us as his hand tightens its grip on my hip to grind me down on his lap. A shocked moan pours out of me as I feel his hardness against my clit.
The hand in my hair pulls back, opening up access to my neck.
His lips glide over my jaw, toward my neck peppering little kisses softly against my skin.
The hand on my hip shifts higher, thumb hooking into my bikini strap.
I pull away to meet his eyes.
I rest my forehead against his, breathing out. “You really want to do this, Carter?”
“I’ve never wanted anything more, Quinn.”
It’s quiet for a second before our lips collide again. Soft moans and grunts coming from both of us.
Grabbing his hand, I guide it to the strap of my bikini top and we untie it together. I pull it all the way off, throwing it off to the side of the tub.
His hands come to my breasts, pushing them together, fingers pinching at my nipples. God, his touch feels so good. If only I’d known this earlier.
Winding my fingers through his hair, I tug on his hair away, guiding him down to my chest.
He wraps his lips around my nipple while still tweaking the other, causing me to tip my head back and let out a soft, breathy moan. Holy shit, he’s good at that.
Pulling away, he moves to the other, giving it the same attention. I can’t stop my hips from rolling against him, grinding down on his lap. This isn’t enough. I need more.
I pull away, taking in the full sight of Levi Carter. Blue eyes a few shades darker than normal, his pupils blown out with lust.
Slipping my fingers into my bottoms, I pull them down my legs, taking them off and throwing them toward my top. I walk backwards, keeping my eyes on his as I sit up on the edge of the tub. “Are you hungry, baby?” I speak softly.
His eyes flare as he nods wordlessly as he slowly starts to move toward me, the Adams apple in his throat bobbing as he swallows.
Once he’s standing in front of me, I pinch his chin between my fingers. “Good boy.” I praise as I weave my fingers through the strands of his hair, guiding him down toward my pussy.
Looking down, I meet his crystal blue eyes. He looks so pretty like this, making me feel so good.
I drag my hand through his hair, maintaining eye contact as I open my thighs further to allow him more room, not wanting to create any unnecessary pressure on his shoulder.
His muscled arms wrapping over my thighs before placing his hands on my hips, fingertips digging into my skin.
The first swipe of his tongue causes my head to fall back, my grip on his hair tightening as my other hand falls to the deck tohelp keep me upright. My thighs are now widened to the point I’m almost completely doing the splits.
He uses the most perfect amount of pressure before his tongue slides into me, his grip on my hips firmer as I jolt from the change in sensation. His moustache is rough against my pussy, though it just serves to increase my pleasure tenfold. I rock my hips once, his nose nudging my clit just slightly causing me to fold forward from the pressure.
“Fuck, Levi.” I cry out, pulling his hair that causes him to groan, the vibrations being sent through my pussy toward my clit.
I tilt my head to look down to see him watching, the pull of those blue eyes making it impossible to look away.
I rock my hips again, his moustache grazing against my skin so perfectly my eyes flutter closed.
He pulls me off his mouth for a second, my eyes snapping open at the loss.
His mouth and chin are coated in my arousal, causing an unfamiliar possessive feeling to shoot through me. He looks good covered in me.
“Wha–” He cuts me off.
“Keep those pretty green eyes on me, Princess.” He whispers in a husky voice before lowering me back down to his face.
My pussy clenches at his words before his tongue is back on me again. This time he brings one hand off my hip sliding it between us.
