Riley cries out as I fill her.
My body’s so tightly wound that I’m desperate to fuck her senseless until I come, but I also know that I want nothing more than to make her climax again. So, I force myself to slow down and take my time.
“You feel so good.” Her head falls forward to rest against my chest.
I sink my fingers into her hair and hold her against me, but it’s not enough. I need more of her.
“Lean back for me, princess.”
Riley pulls back and looks up at me with glazed eyes.
“Trust me, it will feel so good.”
She does as I ask and leans back on her elbows, and I move my hands to the backs of her thighs, lifting them up so I can sink even deeper inside her.
“How does that feel?” The answer is in the way her eyes widen and her mouth parts in a silent cry as I hit the spot inside her that will unravel her.
“Don’t stop…”
I reach between us and start rubbing her clit as my own climax builds.
There’s no way I’m finishing without her, but I’m so damn close to erupting that it might be out of my control.
The way her pussy is gripping my cock has me almost seeing stars, and at this point, I am completely at Riley’s mercy.
“Fuck.” My spine starts to tingle.
“Kieran!” Riley cries as her head falls back, and her thighs start to shake.
“That’s it, give me another one, Riley.” I increase my pace.
I’m gripping her thighs so tightly I know I’ll leave bruises, but from the look of ecstasy on her face as she climaxes, I have no doubt she won’t mind.
The feeling of her coming on my cock is enough to send me over the edge. With one last hard thrust, I empty myself inside her.
“Holy shit.” I let go of one of her thighs to brace my hand on the side of the pool to keep myself steady.
My legs threaten to buckle from how hard I just came, but I’m not ready to pull myself free yet. I want to take a second to admire the sight before me: Riley lying limp with her auburn hair splayed out behind her and her soft thighs wrapped around my waist while my cock is still buried inside her.
But then I notice the red marks on her thighs from where I gripped her, and I grimace. There’s likely even more on her back from lying against the hard stone tiles.
“Come on.” I slowly slide myself free and reach a hand around her waist to lift her into a sitting position. “Let’s go back to the room.”
Her eyes are glazed as she looks at me, but she nods.
I guide her toward the steps, keeping a firm grip on her waist as we exit the pool, and grab a towel to wrap around her shoulders. I grab a towel from the lounger and quickly run it over my hair to dry it off a little, though when I catch Riley eyeing me like she wants to go for round two, I drop the towel and flash her a smirk.
“Enjoying the view?”
Her cheeks are still flushed from her climax, and I can't help but brush a loose strand of hair from her face. But before I can lean in and brush one last kiss against her lips, I spot them.
Two men, maybe mid-thirties, standing just beyond the pool’s gate. They're pretending to check the time on their phones and look disinterested, but I clock the subtle shift in posture that lets me know they’re tracking our every move.
Fuck.
Keeping one arm firmly around Riley’s waist, I pull her against my side and dip my head to kiss her forehead.
“I don’t want you to panic, but we’ve got company,” I whisper. “Two guys are standing near the fence.”
