He wasn’t stopping for the sake of putting a halt to what they were doing. Instead, the delicious-looking man reached down, grabbed the sides of her waistband, and began working the shiny satin over the feminine curve of her hips.
Kam lifted her lower body off the cushioned bench to assist him in his efforts. Once her pants were off, and she’d discarded her unbuttoned shirt, Van wadded them both up and tossed them to a nearby seat that hadn’t gotten wet from the whale’s impromptu show.
He turned back, his gaze falling on her naked form. He looked down at her as if she were the most beautiful woman in the world.
She expected him to return to pick up right where he’d left off. But Van didn’t bring his hand back to her bare sex. He leaned down and took her with his mouth.
Kam cried out again, her body arching high as the heat from his lips and tongue engulfed her most intimate part. The world around her began to disappear as she became lost in a sea of passion and pleasure.
Time passed by without recognition as she lay beneath the stars, letting this man—this strong, incredible, amazingly talented man—make love to her in a way she’d never experienced before.
He kissed. Nibbled. Ran his tongue along her silken seam.
Kam called out for him like a prayer floating in the wind as he took her closer to heaven with every glorious lick. Her throbbing clit ached for release only this man could give.
And when she cried out his name again, that’s when the exquisite torture really began.
He teased her clit with the tip of his tongue. Once. Twice. A third time that nearly made her come.
As if sensing her impending climax, Van moved lower,giving her swollen bundle of nerves a brief respite by returning his attention to her hot, wet core. He licked her entrance, slowly at first before using his talented tongue as a spear.
“Please.” Kam heard herself beg him for what her body truly craved.
She didn’t want the pleasure he was giving her to end, and yet she didn’t think she’d survive another minute without finding that sweet release. When it seemed he’d gotten his fill of that particularly erotic pleasure, Van returned to the source of her wildly aching need.
His lips found her clit with perfection and ease. His tongue moved in slow, tight circles as he brought his hand back to where it all began. Kam felt him thrust not one but two fingers into her weeping core, and when he began pumping them a bit faster, she knew the end was near.
“Oh, Van!” she cried out, her words coming out between harsh, panting breaths. “Oh, yes. Just like that.”
Don’t stop. Please, God, don’t let him stop.
She feared she would physically die if he did.
His hand moved harder. Faster. His fingers pistoning, working her inner muscles with unimaginable perfection. At the same time, Van’s mouth continued to praise her swollen nub.
The combination was like the best kind of sensory overload. It was also positively lethal.
“Ahh!” Kam cried out even louder into the night sky. And when he pressed his tongue a little harder against her clit, she felt as though she was beginning to fly.
Her climax crashed into her in wave after wave of pleasure. Kam’s head flew back, her mouth fell open, and a loud keening sound echoed out into the sea air.
Thousands of electrical pulses shot through her all at once. Every nerve ending in her stiffening body flared to life, and she felt herself jolt erratically beneath his touch.
Minutes later—or it could have been hours, for all she knew—Kam finally floated back down to earth. When she did, her eyelids opened, and she found Van standing beside her.
“Fucking amazing,” he growled, wiping a hand across his lips. He dipped the same fingers he’d had inside her into his mouth before sucking off the remnants of her release.
My turn.
Kam pushed herself up into a seated position, spinning her legs around. She reached out, grabbing the waistband of his boxer briefs, and shoved them down past his muscular thighs.
With his assistance, she removed the soft cotton from his legs before tossing it over to where her pajamas lay. When she looked back, she got her first real look at him in all his glory.
Oh, my.
Naked. Tatted. Eight-pack abs that fell into a mouthwatering V. His erection impressively long and thick.
Everything about this man seemed to be larger than life, and she couldn’t wait to dive in for more.
