She hisses, glancing around the deserted beach.
‘What if someone comes?’ Her eyes blaze.
‘The only person coming is you.’ Her nipples preen beneath the cotton of her dress ‘Now open your legs.’
She sucks in a raspy breath. ‘Yes, sir.’
I crawl down the blanket to get a front-row seat to her arousal. ‘Let me help you.’ I yank the Lycra down her thighswith one greedy snatch and shove her dress up around her waist. ‘You can have these back when we get home. I like watching you sunbathing in them.’ I admit. ‘The top needs to go though, sweetheart. Those tits are too perfect to be covered.’
‘Have you been watching me again?’ She rocks up onto her elbows as I lower myself between her legs.
‘Every damn day, and you better believe how many times I’ve wanked myself stupid over you.’ I push her thighs wider apart, trailing my fingers slowly up her inner thigh, and she shivers. Her eyes blaze with longing as they lock on me.
I stare at the pink perfection before me. ‘Fucking stunning, sweetheart.’ I swipe a finger over her slit and her eyes roll skyward. ‘Eyes on me while I play with you.’
She hisses and arches her back. I bring my finger to my mouth and suck. Her lips pop open as she watches in awe. ‘You taste fucking exquisite.’ My hand gravitates back between her legs. A fresh flow of arousal seeps from her centre as I roll my thumb over her clit. I swipe a finger through it again, but this time, I prowl up over her body to place my finger to her lips. ‘Taste yourself. Taste how fucking turned on you are for me.’
Her mouth parts, and she sucks.
‘I’m going to need so much more.’ I touch her tits as my hand passes them—because I can’t not. ‘Think you can come on my face like a good girl?’
‘Uh huh,’ she moans.
‘I think what you meant to say was “Yes sir”.’ I sink my fingers into her slickness again, and she cries out in sheer carnal pleasure.
‘Yes, sir,’ she stares at me through lust-hued eyes.
‘That’s my girl.’ She shivers as I trail my tongue up along her inner thigh, inching higher until my lips find her sex.She watches jaw slack, nipples hard, breath coming in shallow, ragged gulps.
Our eyes remain locked as I offer her one slow, languid lick. ‘Fuck,’ she bites out as her fingers reach for my shoulders, digging in hard enough to mark even through my t-shirt. ‘That feels fucking sensational. I had no idea it could feel that good.’
‘You never had your cunt kissed before?’ I drag my tongue from her slit to her clit.
‘No,’ she pants, ‘you’re the first.’
That’s more criminal than anything I’ve ever heard or seen. If she was mine, really mine, I’d eat her out for breakfast, lunch and dinner every damn day.
I glide my tongue up and down over and over again until her thighs tighten either side of my face, then pin them wider as I take her clit into my mouth and suck.
‘Dom,’ she screams as she shatters on my tongue. Satisfaction curls in my core as I watch her quivering and shaking as pure pleasure racks her body.
I lick and lick and lick until I’ve swallowed every drop of cum from between her trembling legs. When she finally stops shaking, I rock up onto my knees, soaking in the sight of her. As usual, her cheeks are flushed—but this time, it’s for all the right reasons.
She stares up at me with those lust-hued eyes and reaches for my crotch again. My dick is in serious danger of splitting my shorts open. ‘Now, I need to taste you.’
‘Greedy wench.’ I lower myself on top of her and capture her lips with mine. Her eyelids flutter half closed as she tastes herself. Her fingers reach beneath my shirt without seeking permission. If we were in the club, I’d tie her up and spank her for being so presumptuous. Submissives don’t take. Not until they’re told to. But she doesn’t know the rulesyet, so I’ll go easy on her. Besides, I love her enthusiasm for my cock. Love that she’s finally stopped fighting the inevitable.
She exhales a raspy breath as her fingers roam over the tattoo on my chest, then sweep over my nipples. ‘Stop, right there.’ I tug the top of her dress down, and the bikini until her breasts spill out for me. Tight furled nipples silently beg for my touch, and I can’t resist stroking them with my thumbs. ‘You want to taste me? You want my cock in your mouth?’
Desire flashes through her eyes. ‘Yes, sir.’
I shrug off my t- shirt, and glance around the beach again. It’s still deserted. Not that it would make a difference. I’m too invested to stop now. I don’t care if that cunt Kavanagh turned up with the entire army. In fact, I’d welcome an audience. I love fucking in front of an entire crowd.
Her pupils feast on my torso as she wets her lips. I roll off her, reaching for the belt around my shorts. ‘I’m a dom, Aoife,’ I let my words sink in. ‘I crave control like an addict craves his next hit. You can take me into your mouth but if you want to be with me–you can’t ever mistake who’s in charge.’
She gasps, and her fingers drift towards her breast. Her breath comes in ragged little pants and I’d bet my life she’s already soaked again. I pull my belt out of the loopholes. My eyes flick to her wrists. Understanding dawns, and she holds them up to me, willingly.
Oh, yeah.
