He chuckled. “Are you serious?”
She didn’t move, unsure if he laughed at her or with her.
Sensing her nervousness, he cupped her head in between his hands, his fingers caressing her until some of her worry melted away. Her limbs loosened. “Well, I like expectations to be realistic.”
“When we made love in the water, in Rio, you were naked. That was one of the most unforgettable nights for me. We connected. And this morning, even if you’re wearing this boring suit, I couldn’t stop thinking about you. I don’t care what you wear, Crystal. As long as I get to see what’s underneath,” he said, kissing her cheek.
“Well, you’re very convincing.”
“Good. Come here…”
He nudged her thighs open, and with one swift thrust, plunged into her. She moaned, loving to welcome him inside her again. He caressed her cheek, and when his thumb slid down her mouth, she licked it until he inserted it inside her mouth. She nibbled it, sucking it, enjoying the look of pure lust in his eyes.
He intensified his claim of her, his enormous cock ramming her all the way to the hilt. “Crystal… let’s get there together.” He withdrew his thumb from her mouth and slid it to her clit, teasing it, flicking it until her field of vision became blurry.
She rocked her hips into him, her moans filling the air. He groaned, tugging at her clit as his cock did a crazy quick and deep rhythm until she could no longer take it. She cried out his name, as he screwed her, raw and honest. The only way she liked it.
