“Even after what happened? She knows why you broke up with the asshat, right?”
“Oh, she knows. She just thinks it’s a temporary slip up. That’s what she called it—a slip up.” Saylor scoffed. “I don’t think owing money to the Russian fucking mafia is a slip up.”
“He owes the mafia?” Fuck, that was bad. Like really, really bad. Those guys didn’t fuck around.
She shrugged. “He had a Russian accent and said something about the Bratva. So yeah, we’re very much never, ever getting back together. No matter what my mom thinks.”
“Fuck yeah, you’re not.” I rolled onto my back and tugged her down on top of me. “You’re mine, baby girl. No take-backsies.”
“Mmmm, anything you say, Daddy.” Saylor nuzzled into my shoulder.
I wrapped my arms around her. “Christ, I’m a sick, sick fucking man. The way it gets me every time you call me that. I’m definitely going to hell.”
“Mind if I ride you on your way down?” Saylor asked with a naughty little smile.
“Fuck, that’s hot. I need to touch you.” It was a struggle, but I eventually got all the wet fabric wrapping around her tight, little body free while she tugged my swim trunks down.
But before I could begin worshipping her gorgeous body, she shimmied between my legs and nuzzled my dick against her cheek.
I seriously didn’t think there was a better sight on god’s green earth. If I could’ve taken a picture, I would’ve.
Then she licked her way down my shaft to swallow me whole, and I wasn’t capable of much thought after that. Fuck, she was good. Licking. Sucking. Humming. It was all I could to not blow my load all over her gorgeous face.
But I had the promise of a long-held fantasy to experience. “As fucking fantastic as you are at blowing me, baby, I gotta stop you.”
Saylor grumbled as I pulled her up my body and onto my chest. “But you were almost there.”
“Exactly.” I grunted. “And you promised me bareback. Unless that’s off the table now?”
She blinked in confusion then shook her head.
“Fan-fucking-tastic.” I kissed her quick and hard even as my hands wandered over her body. I found with one touch that she was already soaking wet. “Ah, baby girl. Did sucking me get you all hot and bothered?”
She writhed against me, rubbing her hardened nipples against my chest. “Yes, I was thinking about your big, hard dick and how it’d feel inside me. And then I was thinking about watching you stand over me and jacking off all over me. And maybe you make me lick it up after.”
“Fuck, baby, you gotta stop talking if you want this to end the way I want it to end.” Her words got me all jacked up.
I pulled her body into place until her hips hovered over my straining dick. She rested one hand on my chest while she guided my dick with her other, her hand small and cold against my throbbing erection.
Fuck, I was going to come before I was even inside her.
But I also couldn’t look away.
It was everything. The sound and sight of the ocean behind her. The total otherwise stillness around us. No one for miles. And Saylor’s gorgeous naked body hovering over me.
If this was a dream, I definitely didn’t want to wake up yet.
And then she slowly sank onto me.
Wet warmth gripped my dick. It was so much more than anything I’d thought. Not to overstate it, but it felt like a religious experience. This, this right here, was everything. Everything I wanted. Everything I didn’t know I needed.
Saylor’s eyes burned down at me, and I reached up to cup one of her tits. My thumb rasped against the tip, and she clenched around me.
“Fuck.” I groaned.
Then she started riding me. Her tight, wet, fucking amazing pussy gripping my shaft. Up and down. It was the thing of fantasies. Her gorgeous breasts bouncing above me. Her tight, little pussy taking my dick so good. Her beautiful face tight with need.
“Fuck, baby girl. You’re taking my dick so good.” I reached down and flicked my thumb against her clit. I was so close, I needed her to come with me. I couldn’t lose it before she did.
