Key West by Lacey Alexander (top android ebook reader .TXT) 📕

grew harder the longer he sucked. Above him, she held his head, whimpered and groaned, and made him harder, too.

As if sensing it, she reached down to rub his cock—full and erect and trapped beneath wet fabric. “Need to have you in me, baby,” she purred, and though part of him wanted to draw this out and make it last, he couldn’t bear to wait, either. They’d had so many different kinds of sex this week, but the old-fashioned way, him in her, was the best. They’d worked so hard to open her pussy to him, and when he’d finally managed to get inside her warm, tight passage, he’d never wanted to leave.

While she untied his trunks and pushed them to his thighs, he hooked his thumbs in her bikini bottoms and drew them down, as well. Once she had them off, he looped them over his arm, too.

Her fist closed around his column of steel beneath the water’s surface just as his fingers sank into her cunt. She moved against them, sighing, appearing lost in lust, a look he would miss because he had a feeling she’d never worn it with anyone but him, and he couldn’t help wondering who she’d wear it for next, back in her other life. With Shay, with Scott, somehow it had all been for him, he knew—but after tonight, all that changed.

“Love to rub your sweet little pussy,” he whispered in her ear.

The words brought a sensual smile to her lips and made her push her mound harder against his hand.

“Love how soft and smooth it feels, angel.”

She looked into his eyes. “You made it that way.”

“You let me.”

Will you keep it that way after you go home? Will you keep it that way for other lovers? He bit his tongue and held the questions in—the answers didn’t matter because he’d never know.

“Fuck me,” she whispered, her voice as soft as any angel’s. “Fuck me, slow and deep.”

Closing his hands over her soft, round ass, he lifted her, her legs curling around his hips, her warm cunt sinking wetly down onto him in a smooth, leisurely entry. “My cock goes into your pussy so easy now,” he cooed as she sank to the hilt, moaning with pleasure. “Did you ever think you’d have a cock so big inside you, angel?”

Her smile bordered between sultry and sweet. “I never dreamed it,” she said as they began to move against one another in slow, deep strokes. “But you surpassed even my dreams.”

He couldn’t resist kissing her, tasting her tongue with his, nibbling softly at her tender berry-colored lips, all while he eased his shaft in and out, in and out—slow, deep, slower, deeper. Each time he reached full immersion, she closed her eyes, looking profoundly pleasured. “How does it feel?” he whispered.

“My body is so full with you, I can’t even describe it.”

It was the slowest, gentlest sex they’d ever had—and Chris couldn’t recall a time in his life when he’d been more deeply aroused, more sated by each and every slide of his cock into her tight little cunt.

He squeezed her ass as they continued the slow, drawn-out ocean sex, soon splaying his fingers wider, letting both of his middle fingers seek her other tiny opening. When they raked over her anus, he molded her ass slow and tight, drawing on the skin at the center, stimulating the hot little fissure.

She moaned, her breath trembling. “Start that and this won’t go slow anymore.”

He smiled. It was a grand dilemma—whether to fuck slow and steamy or hot and hard. “Much as I’d like to, we can’t go slow forever.” He reached for the aperture once more, pulling tighter this time as he squeezed and curled his fingers inward.

Another hot groan escaped her. “God, that’s brutally good,” she growled.

Her very tone, hot and animalistic, drew a low moan from his gut and made him thrust harder into her. She let out a cry of pleasure.

“I want to make you scream,” he whispered through clenched teeth. “I want to make you come so fucking hard. I want to give you a pleasure you’ll never forget.”

“You’ve already done that, over and over again.” A sexy smile broke through the heated passion on her face. “But don’t let that stop you.”

As he drove his cock hard into her pussy, he reached once more for her asshole, but this time, he thrust the tips of both middle fingers inside. She sobbed with the shock of it, although he knew the near-agony on her face was actually deep, unexpected pleasure.

“I love your tight little ass, baby,” he rasped, driving his erection deep into her.

She moaned and met the lunge, her ass sinking farther onto his fingers.

After that, there was simply no going slow—her body wouldn’t allow it. Locking her legs full around his waist, she rode him, writhing her clit against his belly, her asshole against his fingers, which he thrust in time with each stroke of his cock. She cried out desperately with each hot entry and her sounds of pleasure took him closer and closer to ecstasy.

He fucked her so hard that he couldn’t speak anymore—could only groan with each deep ram into her hungry cunt. Her cries came high and lost-sounding as she rode him harder and harder, fucking him more and more wildly.

They writhed together in fierce, untamed sex, struggling against one another in the water, their movements creating small splashes, her hot groans filling him as much as his shaft filled her pussy. Drawing one finger from her ass, he thrust the remaining one in deeper, as deep as it would go, and she thrashed even harder, harder, until he spat through gritted teeth, “Come! Come for me!”

After a few more pronounced thrusts, she leaned her head back and sobbed with wild pleasure, and he watched her mouth, her eyes, felt her ass clench around his finger, her pussy tighten even more around his cock.

“That’s right, angel,” he said more softly. “Come. Come hard. Don’t stop.