Page 52 of His Deadly Devotion
“Lead the way.” I hold out an arm. “Just so you know, I’d have fun with you anywhere.”
“Same. But it doesn’t hurt to have all of this.” Aurora twirls around. “Just for us.”
“It doesn’t.” I follow her into the house. It’s nice, airy. Nothing like the homes I’ve lived in before.
The first thing I do is head to the kitchen and open the fridge, not because I’m hungry but because I want to make sure there’s actual food. Nobody wants a hangry Aurora—trust me. If I don’t feed her, she’ll probably end up stabbing me again. Also, I want to make sure she’s not going to starve to death.
“Okay, show me where this yacht is,” I tell her. If that is our only way off this island, then I want to learn all I can about it. I need to know how to get her out of here if need be.
“Really? Now? Because I was thinking we could go for a swim. It’sreallyhot outside, and the ocean looksreallyinviting.”
I lose track of what she’s talking about when her shirt hits the ground, followed by her bra. Aurora doesn’t stop there. Her hands reach behind her back next.
“Wait until you feel how perfect the water is,” she says as her skirt lands on the floor.
When her fingers hook into her panties and she drags them down her legs, I freeze. That is until she sprints out the door. Fucking naked.
“Aurora, what the hell?” I chase after her while stripping out of my own clothes. Having to stop to kick my shoes off means she’s already in the water when I finally catch up to her again.
“Are you…” I’m about to say “crazy” before I stop and search for a better word. “…trying to kill me?”
Aurora splashes water at my face. “Water isn’t going to kill you, Connor.”
“No, but you naked, out in the open, in this water just might,” I grunt.
Aurora’s brows draw down. Her head tilts to the side. “I thought you liked me naked.”
“You know Iloveyou naked. Just not where other people could see you.” I tug her against my body. Her legs wrap around my waist, and I flinch slightly as she puts weight down on the shoulder that is still healing from the bullet wound. The stitches came out, but for some reason, that arm is still giving me grief.
“Sorry.” Aurora goes to untangle her body from mine.
I hold her tighter as the waves crash around us. “Don’t be. It’s fine.”
“It’s not fine. You’re hurt, and I don’t like being the cause of more pain than I already have been. I know I don’t feel a lot for people, but you’re different. With you, I feel everything. I feel it all when it’s you.”
“I love you.” My lips press to hers.
“I love you,” she says.
My cock nudges against her center. “We’re going to tick off another first.” I smirk.
“First what?”
“First time we’ve fucked in the ocean.”
“Wait… Have you? Before?” she asks.
“Never. This is a first for me too, babe.” Stopping any further questions, I fuse my lips with hers. My tongue pushes into her mouth and I taste a mixture of salt water and everything Aurora. My hands massage the flesh of her ass. My cock rubs up and down her pussy, pressing right between her folds. “Fuck, you feel good,” I groan while deepening the kiss.
Aurora’s nails dig into my shoulders. I shift her weight, reach a hand between us, and line the tip of my cock up with her entrance.
“Are you ready for me?” I ask her.
“I was born ready for you,” she says, sinking herself down on my cock. “It feels… different.”
I glide in and out and then back in. “Different good or different bad?”
She’s right. It is different. I’ve never fucked anyone in water. It’s really not as good as the movies make it out to be.