“I do love the surprise. And I definitely owe you some naked time for this one.”
Dawson’s lips curved into a coy smile and I dove back in for another kiss, unable to resist another taste.
“If you two take much longer, your mouths are gonna fuse together like that. Get your asses over here and let’s get on the water already!”
I reluctantly released his lips. “You know, that wouldn’t be the worst fate.”
“Says you...” Dawson quipped, stealing a quick kiss before darting towards the water with a laugh. I raced after him, joy surging in my chest as I followed him into the waves.
I staredinto the flames of the small bonfire, my toes digging into the cool sand as the dreamy sounds of Dawson’s guitar floated around me.
Yesterday had been a fucking dream. The adrenaline rush from kiteboarding was addictive as hell and I’d gotten the hang of it quicker than I thought. Afterwards, we’d spent a few hours swimming and fishing with Uncle Don, having an early dinner with him before heading back to our place for a lowkey night curled up on the couch.
This morning, I woke up early to Dawson’s lips wrapped around my cock and I came so hard I almost broke the headboard as I held onto it for dear life. Once I’d dropped to my knees for him in the shower, we explored the island a bit, went out for lunch in town, and spent a few hours on the beach again before hopping on a private sunset dolphin cruise that Dawson had set up for us. We’d managed to spot a few as they jumped and splashed around our boat for a bit, not the slightest bit shy, and seeing Dawson’s face light up at their antics had made my heart swell.
I turned my head to the side, watching Dawson’s nimble fingers on the guitar and taking in the soft shadows cast onhis face from the fire. I was secretly thrilled he had brought it along on our trip. Not only was listening to him play one of my favorite things, but it was also a turn-on like no other. His skill after all these years was unreal and it never failed to stir my cock watching his talented fingers pick across the strings. Add in the way he looked in his black-rimmed glasses and I was barely restraining myself from humping his leg like a dog in heat.
I vaguely recognized the next tune he began to play, the evocative melody stirring emotions in my chest I couldn’t quite name.
“What song is that?”
“I can’t believe you don’t recognize ‘Iris’,” he smirked without even missing a note.
“Well excuse me, but you weren’t singing and it sounds different, all slow and acoustic-y...”
His teeth flashed in the flickering light and he raised a brow at me. “You want to try to learn it?”
I looked at him like he was crazy, but he only beckoned me over with a crooked finger. He stared at me impatiently until I crawled over into the space he left me between his legs, scooting back into his chest. He settled the instrument in my lap, his arms coming around me to position my hands just right on the strings. I shivered when he placed a warm kiss to the back of my neck while he adjusted my fingers on the neck of the guitar.
“How is this supposed to work exactly?”
“Just give me a second,” he grumbled while awkwardly trying to work through the first few chords with his hand moving mine. After a few beats, I stuck to strumming the strings as he did all the work on the frets or whatever he called them.
“Hey, look at me. I’m a natural,” I grinned over my shoulder. Dawson chuckled as he continued to guide me sluggishly through the song, but the smile he aimed at me made my lungs seize. He then took control of the song and my hands fell tohis legs on either side of me, sinking into his warmth as he serenaded me.
His soulful tenor drifted across me like velvet. Dawson was mesmerizing, losing himself in the soft power of the lyrics. I felt each one of the lines as if he’d plucked them from my heart and threaded them into his own. Every emotion was etched into his features and I was drawn to him like a moth to a flame. I couldn’t tear my eyes away, desire thickening my blood as my gaze fell to his distracting as fuck mouth.
Dawson’s voice trailed off and his gaze slid to mine, noticing the shift in my mood. His breathing sped up and when his lips parted, I leaned in and licked across the soft flesh. I heard the breath catch in his throat before he slanted his mouth over mine. His tongue darted out to tease mine and an embarrassing whimper escaped me.
Dawson set his guitar aside while he claimed my mouth, one of his hands weaving in my hair and tilting my head to deepen the kiss. I was falling apart, my mind gloriously clear of everything except Dawson and how he was owning my body.
“Fuck me,” I breathed over his lips. My pulse raced as he looked me in the eye with a mixture of awe and wariness. “I want you to fuck me, Mercury. I want you inside me.”
It was something I’d been wanting for so long, but it was a uniquely vulnerable position to be in. Not that I had any problem being with Dawson in that way, but I had been scared to ask for it. It would have been yet another layer of myself peeled away, exposed like a raw nerve that I hadn’t been ready to face. Now, I wanted to obliterate every layer and let Dawson in on a cellular level, an immutable fusion of our souls.
“You really want that?”
“More than anything,” I promised. I surged forward to capture his lips again and twisted around to straddle him, all the while ravishing his mouth with uncontrollable need.
“Baby…not here,” he panted between my relentless kisses.
“Yes, here. I can’t wait. I want to ride you right here at the edge of the fucking ocean and scream your name under the stars.”
“You really know how to motivate a guy, you know?” he laughed breathlessly. I kissed the grin from his face, rolling my erection over his and devouring his pleasured groans.
“Please, beautiful…I feel so empty. I need you to wreck my hole with that gorgeous cock and make me yours in every fucking way possible.”
Dawson growled and flipped us with impressive speed so my back landed on the large beach towel underneath us. It was past midnight and our portion of the beach was deserted, and lucky for us, Dawson’s only neighbors were away on a cruise. There was nothing stopping us from giving in and I wanted this too damn bad to wait any longer.
