Page 113 of Nowhere to Hide

I brushed my nose along the skin there. The tickle of the soft, crinkly hair made my skin buzz with awareness. I licked right above the tie that kept his shorts from falling down his hips. I followed the line of the V that traveled up from his low slung shorts. I slowly tugged at the cord loosening them enough for me to reach in and find him.

I’d felt the hardness against me time and again, but seeing his cock for the first time was a whole new experience. The subtle curve as he filled my hand made my mouth water. I brushed my thumb along his flared head, pulling him free from his bathing suit.

He was so hard that I had to pull it away from his lower stomach.

I stared up at him as I licked my way up his shaft. Warm and salty with that rich spicy scent of his soap, I lightly twisted my hand around his length and tightened on each pass.

His jaw tightened and his eyes flashed as he watched me.

High on his taste, I flicked the drop of precum from his head with the tip of my tongue and hummed before covering his length as best as I could. I’d been on this earth long enough that I’d done this a time or seven, but with him everything felt different.

Like there was this extra overwhelming tether between us.

I breathed through my nose to take him deeper. His muscles locked in his thighs, in the ripple of abs and his arms as he held on for dear life.

For me.

The power left me drunk as I took him again and again.

My pussy pulsing at the emptiness.

I took a huge gulping breath, his shaft wet from my mouth. I gripped him tight and rubbed my cheek along his belly. “Come in my mouth.”

His nostrils flared. “Cilla.” My name was little more than a choked growl.

I took him again, holding his hips as he fucked my mouth. The lust ratcheted up my excitement at making him feel good.

Never before had I ever cared about giving oral to a man. Here, I wanted to watch him come like he made me come last night. Watch him break the way he made me break.

I sucked harder and his jaw turned to stone.

One hand fell to my head, his fingers gripping my hair, pulling hard as I jerked down his bathing suit and gripped his ass to speed each thrust in my mouth.

Suddenly he threw back his head and I felt the warmth flood my tongue and throat. I took every bit of him, hummed around the way he jerked against me.

High on it, I wasn’t prepared for him to drag me to my feet and cover my mouth. The kiss was rough and messy.

His taste still on my tongue as he sucked on my tongue.

“Fuck,” he said against my mouth. “Fuck, you make me crazy.”

I grinned against his lips. “I like to taste your crazy.”

He pressed his forehead to mine as he jerked my skirt up. “I’ll show you crazy.” He gripped my ass and dug his fingers into me from the back. “Hang on.”

Unsure, I grabbed onto his shoulders.

He filled me from the back and edged my clit again and again.

I went so fast that it was damn embarrassing.

“Hot for me. Hot from sucking me off.” His voice was dark and rough. He fucked me with his fingers, dragging me into another spinning orgasm until his name was an oath.

A prayer.

“More,” he said against my ear.

“I can’t.” I swayed at the speed of the boat humming under us.