“What will you do if I don’t?”
She shrugged as she tried to remove my hand from her forehead. “Gav!”
I let my arm go soft and I leaned down to kiss her quickly, thinking I could beat her, but I was way too slow. She snatched her camera back and laughed, snapping away, clicking as many times as she could as she backed away from me. Within a few strides I took her by surprise and rugby tackled her, she squealed as my shoulder found her stomach and I threw her over my shoulder. My forearm tight around the backs of her knees as I stood. “Now let’s see you take pictures, madam.” I smacked her arse with my free hand.
“Ahh.” She squealed again.
“You remember what I said about clothes, yeah?”
“Yep, and I’m wearing a bikini.”
“Well, I much prefer you without it.” I strode into the beach house and flung her down onto the sofa. “Let’s start now.”
I stared into her pretty wide eyes as she smiled up at me, “I’m not opposed to staying naked.”
“Sounds fucking good to me.” I pushed my shorts over my hips as she spread herself out on the seat. With them kicked free from my feet, I leaned over her, clutched the back of her thighs, then tugged her down the couch. I unfastened the ties at either side of her hips and the triangular scrap of material fell away and pressed my lips to her stomach. Her fingers threaded through my hair, scraping her nails lightly over my scalp.
“Gav?” I glanced up, “Fuck me.”
I fucking loved hearing those dirty words from her innocent lips. It made me even harder for her. I dragged my palm firmly down her body, my fingers ran over her and circled her sensitive nub. She writhed around and groaned out. It was music to my ears. The sweetest music I’d ever heard. I’d been with plenty of women, of most ages but she got under my skin somehow. I drove my fingers inside of her, filling her, massaging her walls.Her hips jerked, urging me on to fuck her harder with my fingers. “Oh damn, Gav.” I smiled as I kissed up her body. “I need you.”
“Shh.” I thrust my fingers in and out of her, rubbing harder and delving deeper until she cried out in pure, unadulterated pleasure.
I moved off her and dropped to my knees, removed my fingers and parted her legs, tonguing her clit and lapping up every bit of her orgasm. She cried louder as I sucked, fisting my hair as she yanked at the strands. Once she was done and had come back to earth, I released her and rose to my feet. I tugged her from the couch, moved back onto the floor and pulled her on top of me. My dick was so fucking hard it was painful. She seated herself on my dick and rode me like the goddess she was.
I held her in place, her hips firm under my fingers and as she dropped down, I pushed my hips up and met her thrusts. It wasn’t too long before I was ready to let go. As Karen’s cries grew louder, I knew she was ready to go with me. “Together?”
I thrust harder, deeper as her hips circled and rode me just as hard, meeting my groin.
“Fuck.” Not able to last another second, I let go, releasing everything I had inside of her. “Fucking hell! What the fuck do you do to me?” My hips slowed as her body fell against mine. The vanilla scent of her hair filled my senses as she tucked her head beneath my chin and my hand moved to her hair as I stroked softly. Heavy breaths blew from my lips as we came down together.
Everything was silent, only our breaths quietening filled the air. “So, what’s your plan for while we’re here? Just sex?” Karen asked like it was an innocent question. She lifted her chin and looked at me, but something flashed in her eyes, I knew just sex wasn’t her thing, and I didn’t know myself. It wasn’t like any of this was planned. Her guess was as good as mine. I guessed Icouldn’t keep her locked away for the whole time we were here, though.
“Honestly, I don’t know.” I shrugged, “I think we should eat though. You know, we need to keep your strength up.” My hand came down on her perfectly rounded arse cheek as she lifted her head at me.
“So, do you want to go out for food?” She asked with a lifted brow.
“Yeah, I could eat. There’s a good Chinese not far from here, if you fancy it?”I asked.
Her face lit up with a smile, as much as I didn’t want to admit it, it set something off inside of me. “Let’s get cleaned up then.” I added, before I could ask her to get up, her lips met mine. I held her face gently and kissed her back. A real kiss. One that made a chink in the walls of even my cold heart.
As she pulled her lips from mine, she smiled sweetly, if only I knew what the fuck was going through her head right now. And as much as I tried to read between the lines, I just couldn’t.
Before I could read anything else into it, her tummy rumbled on cue. “Let’s go eat.”.
“Well, that was the best meal I’ve had since I’ve been in the States.” We walked across the beach back towards the house. There was a gap between us as Karen walked barefoot through the sand, the strap of her bag in one hand and her heels hung in the other. She looked fantastic when she came out of the bedroom earlier tonight.
“How long have you lived here now?” She asked as she stared up at me.
“Almost a year I’d say, maybe less.” My eyes stayed forward.
“There’re so many good places to eat. You haven’t seen half of them. There’s Mexican, there’re some great steakhouses that will absolutely cook to your liking…” her gaze stayed on me.
I turned my head this time, “What can I say, my body’s a temple.” I smirked, and she lifted just one brow.
“I can tell.” She grinned, “but keep eating fast food and it’ll be more of a love shack.” Her hand trailed over my stomach and smiled wider, then something grabbed her attention away from me. I followed her line of sight as her lip disappeared into her mouth. She dropped her shoes and bag onto the sand, clutched the bottom of my t-shirt between her fingers and tugged it upwards. “How about it?”A wicked sparkle glinted in her eye.
“How about what?” She turned her head, nodding at the open sea. “Are you serious?” Were we on the same page here, I thought as I asked, glancing between the sea and her. I didn’t mind going bare-arsed naked, but she didn’t seem the sort.
