“Ohh. Thank you.” Blame my hormones for my appreciation, because I’m no longer in control of my words.
“It’s my pleasure, Dia.”
Chance pushes in and out of my tunnel in a rhythmic way that makes my body hit the glass. I bite my lip as my hands ball into fists and lightly beat the panel to the same cadence as Chance’s strokes.
God, help me!
Chance’s strokes are calculated as my head hangs and my moans increase. I stare ahead, unable to recognize or see anything clearly, thanks to the spots that dance in front of me. I feel dizzy as I grip Chance’s powerful thrusts.
“Take this dick with your good pussy having ass. Fuck, Dia. Throw that ass back,” Chance encourages before he sucks my neck.
“Shittt. Chance! Fuuck me, baby,” I cry out.
My eyes close, and the sunrise is forgotten as Chance picks up speed. His hips slam against my butt as his dick punishes my treasure like she owes him money. It hurts so fucking good. My God! This is one memory I will definitely be saving to replay once we return home.
“Perfect and mine. Perfect and all fucking mine, Sadia.” Chance pants.
I simply nod because words fail me as I enjoy the pleasure and pain from his brutal strokes. My toes curl and crack as heat crawls from my toes up my thighs, my release rushing to the surface.
“I need to . . . I need to . . . oh God.”
“Fucking cum, Dia.” Chance grits, and the strong command forces me to do just that.
My body shakes uncontrollably, and my legs wobble as Chance wraps one arm around me. I’m grateful for his foresight because I would have otherwise fallen to the floor. Chance’s body jerks into me, letting me know he, too, has found his release. All that can be heard is heavy pants and breathing as my heart thumps wildly in my chest.
“Gotdamn! That was better than anything I’ve watched on those porn sites. Bravo, you two.” A man’s appreciative voice sounds from somewhere outside, and my face flushes as my neck heats.
“Good looking out, dude,” Chance replies as he slows and disconnects our bodies.
My mouth hangs open as my eyes blink and my brain stutters to process what just happened. I don’t know whether to run and hide or ask Chance for a second round. Chance turns me aroundto face him and leans in to connect my lips. The kiss is tender and instantly removes everything but my need to savor this moment.
That Night . . .
I have walked around with a happy smile all day, courtesy of the fantastic start from Chance. I think my dick high is the reason I didn’t dispute Chance’s suggestion about joining his friends for the bonfire the resort is about to put on this evening. But if I can wake up every morning to one like I did this morning, Chance can have whatever he wants from me. I can pretend to be cordial because even some venomous snakes can die after a bite.
“Let me find out all you need is a serving of dick to keep you cooperative.” Chance’s low voice tickles my ear as a shiver slides down my back.
“Hey, y’all,” Erin greets before I can reply to Chance.
A pleasant smile slides into place, when my eyes roam around the area and I don’t see either of the green-eyed goblins. Chance and I take turns going around to each couple and giving them hugs. Once that’s done, Chance sits in the empty lounge chair next to Morris and Erin before he pulls me down into his lap. I squirm slightly when Chance’s hardness pushes against my butt. I look over my shoulder to see Chance’s lust-filled gaze already on me.
“Behave,” I mouth.
We’re in mixed company, which prevents Chance and me from getting lost in each other or the promise in his dark eyes. Chance’s teeth release his lip, and his hand moves to settle my body further on top of his dick. I swallow the moan that threatens to fall from my mouth from the adjustment that causesme to clench my thighs. The bulge that rests under me tempts me to slow grind over his lap.
“What y’all been into today?” Thomas asks, his eyes laser-focused on Chance and me, which makes me feel like I’m under a microscope in his gaze.
“A little of this, a whole lot of that,” Chance teases as his hands glide up and down my thick thighs.
Heat dances beneath the surface of my clothes with every stroke of his hands as I fight to follow the conversation. My mind reels with images of my hands splayed on the sliding glass from this morning. By the time Chance and I finished our morning session, I had missed the entire occurrence of the sun’s entrance into the sky. But I’ll be damn if I complain about the diversion. As far as I’m concerned, Chance should have given me an encore during tonight’s sunset.
Damn. This man got me acting like a starving woman who just got her cherry popped.
An unconscious giggle falls from my mouth that I immediately cut off when all eyes zero in on me.
“Let us in on the joke, girl. We like to laugh too.” Karmen smirks.
“Trust me, you don’t want in on that insider,” I tease and wave her off.
