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I take a sip and then wrap my large hand around her delicate throat and gently pull her closer to me, feeling her pulse stutter beneath my fingers. I move toward her, watching her pink lipspart the closer I get. As soon as my nose brushes hers, I tilt my head, letting our mouths meet in a soft caress of lips. Then, slowly, I press deeper to her, this time with purpose. The drink lingers on my tongue as I let it spill slowly into hers, a warm rush shared between us. Her lips curve around mine, trying not to let a drop fall as a quiet moan vibrates against my mouth and I can't tell if it’s me or her.

I pull back and watch her throat expand and flex beneath my inked fingers as she swallows down the last of the cocktail, wishing it was my cock in her mouth and my cum sliding down her throat.

Placing the glass beside her, I lean in, planting a kiss between her breasts, and work my way down her torso. She leans back, and I widen her legs.

I pluck the cherry from the glass and hold it to her mouth. “Suck it.” Her mouth latches onto the cherry, and she closes her eyes and moans around it.

I dip the cherry back in the alcohol and repeat, my dick hardening.

I pop the cherry in my mouth, biting it from the stem and tossing it on the side, the sweetness filling my mouth only reminds me of how good Gabriella tastes.

I place open mouth kisses along her collarbone, and her head rolls in pleasure. Running my tongue between her breasts, I continue to just above her bikini bottoms and work my way back up her body, reaching my hands behind her back and tug at the tie of her bikini top and slide my hand to do the same to the one around her neck. I pull the red fabric away and if my dick wasn’t already painfully hard before, it was now. Her perfect tits that are now just a shade lighter than the rest of her skin thanks to the California sun bounce free and with the sunset playing with her skin, making her glow like a goddess, the sight has my blood pounding in my ears.

I need her.

I watch as she casts an anxious look down her half exposed body and her teeth worry her bottom lip. My thumb tugs her lip free and I lift her head to face me.

“You have nothing to be shy about baby girl.”

I press my forehead to hers, lightly brushing my lips with hers.

“I’m going to show you how badly I want you.”

I press a chaste kiss to her lips and reach my fingers inside the glass tumbler, taking an ice cube and dragging it along her pouty lips before popping it into my mouth and hold it there.

She gasps when the ice meets her sun kissed skin and her hands find my hair and tug hard when I roll the ice over one nipple and then repeat on the other side. Her nipples pebble and I trail the ice in between her breasts till I reach the waist band of her bikini bottoms and then work my way back up her body, by the time I reach her throat the ice has almost completely melted. I plant my lips on hers and she sucks what’s left of the ice from my tongue which has my dick straining painfully in my swim shorts.

My hands reach for the half-filled glass of Cherry negroni and I hand it to her. She furrows her brows and looks at me with confusion when I sink down lower in to the water.

“Pour that drink down your perfect tits and watch how I don’t miss a drop.” I plant a kiss in between her breasts. “And eyes on me at all times baby girl.”

Mouth agape I give her just a second to do as she’s told and fuck does she. She tilts her head back, exposing her neck and lifts the glass and begins tipping the red liquid over her chest, it trickles between her breasts. I brace my arms either side of her and flatten my tongue just above her belly button and lick a path up her torso, lapping up every single drop of the liquid trail she’s left for me.

“More.” I hum against her soft skin.

She moves the glass and lets the liquid run over her breast this time, her head still thrown back, her chest rises and falls, and she's gasping for breath.

“No, no baby girl, you’re going to watch. Eyes on me.”

She lifts her head, her blown pupils meeting mine.

My mouth covers her nipple and I nip and suck, dragging my tongue over her hardened nipple, the heady mix of the cherry, the bitterness of the gin and the warmth of the brandy explodes on my tongue as she continues to drip feed me the cocktail and I could do this all god damn night.

Her tiny whimpers turn into erratic pants of desperation as I lick a path back down and nuzzle my nose against the fabric of her bikini briefs.

“Touch me,” she rasps and I almost miss it.

“Lie back. I’m going to fuck you with my tongue,” I hum against her skin, and she does it without protest.

She sets down the now empty glass and makes a whimper when her back hits the tiles and goosebumps prickle all over her skin.

“Am I going to find you wet and ready for me, Gabriella?” My fingers work the ties of her bottoms, and I let the fabric fall away from her golden skin. I moan in appreciation, licking my lips at the sight of her glistening sex.

I swipe two fingers through her folds, and she whimpers when I push them inside her.

“Fuck, you are ready for me, baby girl.” I work my fingers in and out of her slowly, enjoying her legs trembling with pleasure as I do. I lean down and swipe my tongue over her clit and her hands instantly fly to the back of my head.

“Keep your hands above your head,” I order, and she pulls them back.