We have literally done everything from off-roading to jet skiing to kiteboarding. Today we took that private tour of the island Ellie was so excited about. It’s been nonstop days and marathon nights. I’ve never been so sleep deprived in my life, even when I was on a twenty-four-hour surveillance mission in Afghanistan.
“How about instead you come inside and sit on my cock and let me watch those hot little tits bounce in the air.”
Crickets.
I drop back down and close my eyes. Guess not.
“Such the romantic,” Ellie chides playfully a few moments later, crawling onto the bed like a hungry cat stalking a mouse. “Is there at least going to be a little foreplay to get me wet, or should I just get right to it and fuck you?”
My cock twitches from just her words; she’s definitely not shy about being verbal anymore.
I lift my head and look straight in her smoldering emerald eyes. “You want foreplay? Sit on my face.”
I grab her hand and drag her upward until I can reach her waist.
“Kayne, I’m still wearing my bathing suit!” she says as I pull her body over my chest and bury my head between her legs.
“So what? I’ll chew right through them to get to your clit if I have to.” I bite and suck over the material.
“Oh!” She throws her head back. “You don’t need to destroy my clothes. I’ll take them off.” She squirms, rubbing her pussy against my mouth.
“Off.” I nip at her as she quickly unties each side of the pink bikini bottoms, fumbling with the strings as I tease her with the tip of my finger, slipping it just under the clingy material and stroking her lightly.
“Oh, God.” She rips off her bottoms exposing her inflamed, pink pussy an inch away from my mouth. I don’t waste one second diving back between her legs and licking up the sweet taste of her arousal. It has my need roaring. Relentlessly, I swipe my tongue through her wet folds, every so often sinking it deeply into her entrance until she is writhing and shuddering and soaking my face.
“Oh fuck, you’re going to make me come.” She grips my hair with both hands and tugs as hard as she can, fusing her pussy directly against my lips. I stiffen my tongue as she rides my mouth, bucking, moaning, and gasping for air.
Like a shattered dam, Ellie floods when she comes, her arousal as sugary as a mouthful of candy. I lap her up and suck on her clit as she lazily comes around.
“Adequate foreplay?” I ask as I wipe my mouth against her inner thigh.
“Yes,” she answers sluggishly.
“Good. Now sit that wet pussy on my cock. It feels best right after you come.”
“You really need to stop with the hearts and flowers. You’re going to spoil me.”
“I definitely wouldn’t want to do that, now would I?” I answer as Ellie slinks down my body. Hurriedly, she rips off my board shorts, moving quickly to next discard the white Ginny-t clinging to my chest. As she pulls it over my head, it snags on my arms and tangles around my wrists. I try to pull free, but she stops me, tightening the stretchy shirt around my hands as if caught in some kind of trance. Silently she gazes down at me as if asking permission and me staring back—holy fuck—grants it. I’ve never let a woman take control before, at least not like this. Ellie binds my wrists, tying a secure knot with the fabric. Like a perfect storm of anticipation and fear, my heart hammers, my cock throbs, and my head feels light. Ellie has no idea how much trust it’s taking for me to submit. To hand myself over and give her control.
“Kayne?” she speaks softly, kissing my neck, my cheek, my lips. “Tell me if this isn’t okay.”
“It’s fine.” I grip onto the underside of the headboard and respond robotically. I understand so much at this moment. So much of what I put Ellie through. How I restrained her mind and her body. For a split second, I can’t even believe this woman is with me. I can’t believe she is giving me a second chance. She is, without a doubt, stronger than I will ever be.
I lift my head to kiss her, trusting her with all my insecurities and all my fears.
“I love your body.” She skims her fingernails from the top of my chest, over my abdomen, all the way down to the sensitive skin right above my cock. I break out in goose bumps as she does it a second time. “I also love the way you feel when you’re inside me.” I watch engrossed as she straddles my hips and teases my cock with her slippery little pussy. My stomach muscles tense involuntarily as she slides her slit over my pounding erection, but denies me penetration. I moan helplessly.
“Ellie,” I groan, lifting my pelvis, begging to just thrust up inside her once.
“Need me, baby?” She throws my own words back at me as she glides over my length a second, a third, and a fourth time.
“You know I do.” I yank on the headboard dying to get my hands on her.
“Tell me what you want.” She leans over and swirls her tongue against my neck. “Do you want me suck you? Stroke you? Fuck you?” she whispers lasciviously in my ear.
Little temptress, she knows just what she’s doing. Driving me mad.
“I want you to take your top off so I can suck on your tits while you fuck me.”
