That’s all the permission I need.
I pull her against me and spin us around until her back is pressed up against the edge of the pool.
Her legs wrap around my waist, and I grind my hips against her, letting her feel just how much I want her.
Her answering moan has my hand moving a little higher up her leg until I’m cupping her pussy over her bikini.
This is reckless and dangerous and may be the stupidest thing I’ve ever done, but I never want it to stop.
She grinds against my hand as I swallow her moans.
I’ve barely even touched her, and already she’s unraveling for me.
If I wasn’t so desperate to be inside her, I would make this torturous for her. But right now, I need release just as much as she does.
“Riley,” I groan against her mouth as I pull her bikini aside and slide my index finger along her slit.
“Please.” Her fingernails dig into my shoulders.
I grunt at the sharp sting, but I’ve always been one for mixing a little pain with pleasure, so I do as she asks and sink my finger inside her pussy.
Riley’s hips buck, and I tighten my other hand around her waist to hold her steady as I start to slowly pump my finger inside her.
“If we weren’t in a pool right now, I would be burying my face in your sweet little pussy,” I murmur in her ear.
Riley whimpers as she angles her hips.
I know she wants more, but I’m not going to give her what she wants just yet. I think my wife needs reminding who’s really in charge here.
I pull my finger free and slowly run it along her slit until I brush over her clit.
She lets out a cry as her hips buck, and I chuckle under my breath.
“So sensitive.” I circle her clit with my finger.
“Kieran…” Her head falls back on her shoulders.
I lean in and run my tongue along the column of her neck as I continue to move between rubbing her clit and sinking my finger inside her.
“More,” she begs.
I’m so damn desperate to make her come that I do as she asks and sink another finger inside her.
“Oh, god…”
I curl my fingers.
“I-it’s too much—” Her words turn into a loud cry of pleasure as I brush against her inner walls.
“You can take it.” I press my thumb down against her clit at the same time. “Come for me, Riley.”
Riley buries her face in my neck, and I release my hand from around her waist and sink it into her hair, holding her against me as I bring her to the edge.
Her thighs are trembling around my waist, and I know she’s seconds away from climaxing. Just the thought of it has me grinding my hips against her, needing some form of friction to try to ease the ache.
I pump my fingers faster as if I was fucking her with my cock.
A groan escapes me as her pussy clenches around my fingers when she finally climaxes.
