I couldn’t take it anymore. The primal need coursing through me was too intense. I lowered myself to the floor as she stretched beneath me on the wooden boards. Her skin was feverish against mine as our sweaty skin came together.
“Ready?” I breathed, searching her eyes.
She nodded, wrapping her legs around my waist. Ientered her in one powerful thrust, earning a sharp gasp from her that made me freeze.
“Don’t you dare stop,” she growled, digging her nails into my back.
With abandon, I drove into her, our bodies finding a frantic rhythm. The stuffy air of the dive shack clung to us. Every slide, every point of contact was slick and electric.
“God, Eli,” Jules moaned, arching beneath me.
The fan whirred in the background, circulating hot air as we moved together. Jules’s typically neat hair was a wild tangle, spread across the floor like spilled ink. I buried my face in the crook of her neck, inhaling the mix of salt and her natural scent.
“You feel amazing,” I panted, my hips snapping forward with increased urgency. “So tight, so?—”
“Less talking,” Jules commanded, capturing my mouth in a hot, wet kiss.
Without warning, Jules braced her hands against my chest and rolled us over, pinning me beneath her. Her eyes blazed as she set a relentless pace that left me breathless.
“Jules.” I groaned as I shut my eyes, gripping her hips. “I’m close—I can’t?—”
“Good,” she purred, rolling her hips in a way that made stars explode behind my eyelids. “Let go for me, Eli.”
Her words pushed me over the edge. My entire body tensed as waves of pleasure crashed over me, incredibly intense. I screamed something inarticulate, but I was beyond conscious thought at that point. It went on and on, the end and the beginning. Everything. Jules followed moments later, crying out as she shuddered above me.
As we caught our breaths, I gazed up at her in awe. Sweat glistened on her flushed skin, and she’d never looked more beautiful as she smiled down at me.
“Jesus,” I said, still slightly breathless, “you certainly know how to keep a guy on his back. And his toes.”
Jules laughed, the sound rich and uninhibited. “I aim to please.”
She leaned down to kiss me. As our lips brushed, I memorized the feel—the taste—of her mouth. This wasn’t just sex. This was the start of something. But right now, as I stared at the amazing woman still enveloping me, the future was the last thing on my mind.
