Page 31 of Sinners’ Appetite
“Shit! Run and get me that towel, please?” I beg Sammi as I watch the guys step off the boat.
“Oh—come on, baby. Dean’s the only one that hasn’t seen those tits. You’ll be fine. We’re all adults.”
“Arghh—you’re no help,” I groan, stepping out of the water with my arm held over my chest and my other hand cupping my pussy.
I grab the towel and wrap it around me, walking over to where I left my clothes. I toss my shirt over myself and slide my shorts on, spinning around to see if any of them are close to us yet. When I don’t see them, I breathe a sigh of relief.
Sure, I’m comfortable with Malachi and even Jeremy, but I don’t know Dean well enough to showcase my body in front of him.
Minutes later, they all walk over to us.
“We got something for you ladies…” He smiles, setting the cooler down on the ground in front of us. When he opens it, a fish nearly jumps out.
“Holy shit! Is that for supper?” Sammi exclaims as she leans down to lift the lid again.
“It can be. I was thinking about lighting the fire on the beach and roasting them over it. How does that sound?”
“I’m down!” she replies.
Malachi makes his way behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist. “Did you two have fun?” he whispers into my ear.
Just the feeling of his hot breath against my skin makes me crave his mouth all over me again.
“We did, actually. You missed out on the fun…” I tease, holding my hands over his.
Dean grabs the cooler and starts heading back to his cabin while the four of us head to ours to get cleaned up for dinner. The cabins have their own full bathroom, unlike most of the others I’ve been to.
This one place my family rented had nothing but a black bag attached to the outside.
We literally had to run to the nearest town to buy a tarp so we could shower in private.
It held about ten gallons of water and if the sun wasn’t shining, it was piss warm.
I’m pretty sure my mother paid over a thousand dollars for the four of us to stay there.
Needless to say, the review she left wasn’t very good and we never went back.
“Dean just texted—the fire is going now and he’s putting the fish on to cook,” Malachi says as he walks out of the bathroom with just a towel wrapped around his waist.
I can’t help but stare at him as he leans against the door frame with a dopey smile on his face.
“See something you like, baby girl?” he asks.
“I was just thinking about how nice it would be to run my tongue along those tattoos.” I giggle as I reach for the clothes I was going to change into.
“Don’t put those on yet,” he demands, walking closer to me. I back up and when my back hits the window, he flips me around so my face is looking directly out at the beach front.
“Malachi—” I start to say, before he reaches around and places his hand over my mouth.
“We’ll have to make this quick.” He groans as he pulls my shorts down to the floor. “Hmm…no panties today?”
I shake my head, still unable to make a sound since he hasn’t moved his hand from my mouth.
“Atta girl.”
I keep my eyes held on Sammi, Jeremy and Dean, all of who are gathered around the fire, all with their backs turned away from the view of the cabins.
“Maybe I should make you scream. Then they’ll all come running to see if you’re okay. Instead—they’ll find me balls deep inside this tight pussy of yours.”
I let out a moan against his hand and playfully push my ass back into him as he lowers his pants.
He’s so hard already.
When he removes his hand from hushing me, I turn around, shooting him a sexy smirk. “Try to make me scream…I dare you.”
He chuckles, the challenge alone sending him into overdrive. “You might regret saying that.” He groans, reaching down to circle his finger around my clit a few times then brings his hand back to slap his fingertips against me.
I flinch, but I hold back the squeal that’s desperately trying to escape my lips.
“Let’s see how long you last,” he whispers as he starts to sink the tip of his cock inside me. I let a small moan escape as he thrusts into me deeper and deeper.
He reaches around and grabs my throat, squeezing the sides gently as he pulls out and slams into me. I reach out, slamming my hands onto the windowsill, my vision going blurry as he deprives me of oxygen.
Finally, he lets go and reaches down to tease my clit again while he impales me with every inch of his cock.
Who was I trying to fool?
If he wants to make me scream—it’s going to happen.
“Malachi!” I squeal, loud enough for him to count it as a scream.
Just as I thought, I see Jeremy and Sammi turn their heads back toward the cabin, Sammi smiling widely when she sees me through the window.
Dean even turns, right after Jeremy says something to him.
Except, the look on Dean’s face increases the orgasm that’s been building inside me this whole time. I know for a fact that Malachi can see them all watching us.
There’s no way he doesn’t see how his friend is looking at me.
Just then, Malachi spins me around and picks me up high enough to rest my ass on the edge of the windowsill.
I can barely hold myself up, until he kneels in front of me, lifting my legs to place them over his shoulders while he leans forward and flicks his tongue over my very sensitive clit.
I’m trying so hard not to lean back against the glass, but with my legs being spread so far apart, I’m left with no way to keep myself upright. Reaching out in front of me, I grab the back of Malachi’s neck to hold myself up.
He starts to swirl his tongue around as he reaches up and grips my thighs, keeping them held so far apart that it feels like I’m being split in half.
Just when I’m about to come, he pulls away from me while he stands and slips three fingers inside me, pushing them in as far as they’ll go before sliding them out and adding in another finger.
“Motherfucker!” I cry out, clawing for his shoulders to keep myself from falling backward.
Mid orgasm, he rips his fingers out of me and returns to his knees, licking and sucking my clit until I can barely breathe. When he starts to hum against me, I completely lose any sense of control I had left in my body and I collapse forward, nearly knocking Malachi to the floor.
He catches me, and walks me over to the bed, laying me out flat on my back while he kneels between my legs. “Do you think I’m done with you, baby girl?” he chuckles, fisting his cock before lining it up to my pussy.
“I didn’t get the chance to fill this pussy yet today.” He groans as he pushes deep inside me.
He grabs my hips and thrusts into me several times before he slows his movements, warm cum filling my pussy as he throws his head back in pleasure.
When he finally looks down at me, he pushes the hair out of my face and pulls out of me, running his thumb along my bottom lip. “You did so good, baby, even though I did in fact make you scream.”
“I’m sorry for calling you a motherfucker…” I whine.
“That was the best part, actually.” He smirks. “That and—when you screamed my name. I could get used to that.”
I snicker and shake my head. “You’re a fucking menace.”
“I’m your fucking menace, baby girl.” He smiles as he pulls his pants back up and adjusts his cock under the elastic band.
Once I finish cleaning up in the bathroom, we head down to the fire, where I have to face three people that just saw basically everything Malachi and I were doing.
Not that Sammi and Jeremy really care.
It was the more… the look on Dean’s face.