Page 16 of The Loving Touch


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“Aphoenix?”

“Yes,” he replied, rolling towardher.

“There must be a story behindthat.”

Leaning up, he kissed her. “I made some terrible choices. After turning my life around, I marked my new start withink.”

“Rising from the ashes,” she murmured. “That’s sexy. I don’t have any tattoos.” With a smirk, she added, “But I do have this fantasy.” Her voice dropped to a whisper. “Lots of people have done it, but I haven’t. Since my life is here, and I’m not traveling west anytime soon, I’d like to improvise, if you’re up for astory.”

“I’m up for anything you want to do.” He tucked errant strands of hair behind herear.

While she paused, he studied her face. Her delicate features—small nose, slender lips, and soulful eyes—were framed in her now mussed lion’smane.

“You’re so beautiful.” The words had spilled before he could censor them. One-night stands were all about the feels, but there was something special about this connection that tugged at hisheart.

“You don’t have to say that.” She kissed him. “Imagine we’re on a secluded beach,” she began. “We’re basking in the warm weather, our bodies moist with perspiration. The saltwater air is refreshing and you close your eyes. I roll on mystomach.”

“What are you wearing?” heasked.

“A black bikini,” she answers. “And I ask you to untie the straps so I don’t have tan lines on myback.”

Stroking her back, Jagger kissedher.

“You don’t want me to burn, so you offer to rub sunscreen on me, but I roll onto my back, leaving the top on the blanket, and lean up on myelbows.”

His cock twitched. “Aren’t you a naughtygirl?”

“Very,” she replied, a wild gleam in hereyes.

They were lying sideways, facing each other, and she caressed his arm. He stroked her back, anchoring his hand to her curvyass.

“While you suck my nipple, I whisper that I want you on thebeach.”

He groaned, his growing erection pressing against her. “Someone might see us,” hesaid.

“That’s a risk I’m willing to take. I need you,Jagger.” Her husky moan sent a jolt of adrenaline through him. But it washowshe murmured his name that turned him rockhard.

Breaking away, she felt around for a condom. “You remove your trunks while I wiggle out of my bikini bottoms.” Her expression changed and she gave him a little smile. “No condom needed in myfantasy.”

He smiled back and brushed a kiss over her lips. She ripped open the packet and he rolled it on. “I mount you and take you insideme.”

Arousal thundered through him as she straddled him. The searing look in her eyes was eclipsed with a shyness he’d notexpected.

“Fuck me on the beach,” he commanded. She lifted up and took him inside her, working him into her most sensitive area. “You feel incredible,” hemurmured.

As she began gliding, her gasps and soft cries roared in his ears. He grazed, then pinched her protruding nipples, and she rolled her head back. Once she found a slow, intoxicating rhythm, she continued with herstory.

“You whisper in my ear, ‘someone is watching us’.” Her insides tightened around him. “But I don’t care.” She glided faster and raised her arms over her head. “I love the way you feel insideme.”

He rubbed her clit and she arched her back, her eyes turning fiery. “Jagger, I…oh, oh…yes. I’m coming.” The orgasm ravaged her and she surrendered to theecstasy.

When the aftershocks stopped, she draped herself over him. He held her tightly and, when she lifted her face to his, he kissed her breathless. “I want you to remember this night for the rest of yourlife.”

Because I’m sure as hell not going to forget this…orher.

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