“Everywhere, but here,” I said.
“Focus on me,” he said as he cupped my chin and turned me to face him. I could see the yearning in his eyes. He must have seen the same in mine because he kissed me. It was slow, drawn out. Like he had all the time in the world to taste me. The feel of his wet lips had me moaning against his. His tongue ran across my lips before dipping between them. For a moment, us meeting wasn’t an accident. It was fate.
He pulled away and pointed to the sky. “Look.”
"Beautiful." I gasped as the sun met the sky.
"Yeah, breathtaking," he said. The whole time, he was staring at me.
Chapter 12
The slow breeze of the sea caressed my skin as my breath ran shallow against the cold touch of Cane’s lips. His large hands cupped my inner thigh. Slowly, he moved closer to the wet shorts that clung to the heat of my body. He pulled them. “Cane,” I gasped as my bottom met with the cold beach. Sand sifted down my skin as he pulled my shirt up. My breasts lay swollen in my bra. Slowly, he unstrapped the pink lace.
My chest was bare to him and the sun. He licked his lips as he cupped my breast. My eyes closed as the night of his mouth covered my nipple. “Oh," I gasped as his tongue gently flickered across my breast. My body arched closer to his mouth as he gripped my hips. He pressed his bulge against me. "I want you," he moaned.
“I want you too.” I whimpered.He let me go and stood in front of me. He pulled his wet shirt off and then stepped out of his shorts and boxers. The sun cascaded down his six-pack and onto the tip of him. He was so thick, so hard. He came back to me and slid my panties to the side. Ever so slowly, he rubbed his manhood against me. I gasped as the tip. . . .
“Fuck,” I groaned as my vibrator stopped. I was just about to cum. While trying to chase the feeling, I replaced the vibratorwith my fingers. My breathing was harsh and panting. My body was just that desperate for relief.
“Any faster, you’re going to rip it.” My hands dropped from my clit when I heard Cane’s voice.
“Don’t stop on my account.” He said as he stood in the doorway.
“I can’t do it while you’re watching.”
“Why not? You look so fucking pretty doing it.” He smirked.
“Cane,” I whined as my head fell back. Even though I was fantasizing about him, his presence stole the moment. It felt like I just got caught with my hand in the cookie jar. In a sense, I did.
“Snow.” He mocked as he rolled up the sleeves of his shirt.
“What are you doing?” I asked as he sat in the bed.
“Can I make you cum?” He asked.
I nodded.
“No, baby.” He said as he ran his fingers down my legs. “I need you to say it.” He gripped my face so my eyes could no longer avoid his. “Say it.” He said as his fingers moved to the heat of my body.
“Please make me cum.” I said.
“Good girl.” He said.
“Oh fuck.” I moaned when his thick fingers began to rub my clit.
“That feels good, baby mama?”
I nodded, “Yes, Daddy.” I moaned.
I felt out of control, from my trembling thighs to my voice that seemed to fill the entire room. I bit down on my lip, trying to keep the pleasure to myself.
He pulled it free. “Na let me hear you, Snow. You got the sweetest moan I’ve ever heard. It’s like sugar or honey. It makesme want to taste you and see what else is sweet.” He said as he continued to strum my sex.
My nipples were hard, and my hair was sprawled out like rose vines. My skin glistened from all my efforts to get this nut. My eyes were low.
I could barely keep them open, but I couldn’t let them shut. I had to see the pleasure he got from seeing me get mine. The focus and the way he bit his thick lip turned me on even more. “You are so beautiful,” he said as he pulled my face closer to his. He watched the very moment I became undone by his fingers. My eyes rolled while my lips spread.
The orgasm was so intense, it ALMOST knocked me out. I looked down at his hard dick. Even with jeans and his shirt covering it, I saw it. “Na, that is going to complicate things. I’m only here to be their father.” He said as he pointed to my stomach.
