Page 141 of The Business of Love Box Set 1: Books 1 - 4

PETER

K atie had her legs wrapped around my waist. Her elbows rested gently on my shoulders so she could run her fingers through my hair while we stared into each other’s eyes.

For a moment, I realized how truly rare and exceptional a moment like this was.

In all my thirty-two years, the closest I’d ever come to something so romantic, wet, and passionate was when I spilled beer on myself while watching a tear-jerking romantic comedy.

Alone. In my apartment. On a Tuesday night.

Katie squeezed me a little with her thighs and let out a breathless giggle. “What are you thinking about, Peter?”

Telling her about the beer I’d spilled all over my plaid pajamas didn’t seem terribly sexy, so I said, “How different this trip is turning out to be. This definitely isn’t what I expected to find when I left LA.”

“And what did you expect to find?”

“Solitude.”

Katie smiled. The brilliant turquoise water reflected in her eyes. “Would you prefer to be alone?”

I put my hands on her hips and squeezed. “Absolutely fucking not.”

Her giggle filled the air once more and I reached up to cup her cheek before I kissed her.

Even like this, with our eyes closed and our lips pressed together, I could feel how beautiful she was.

When she pulled away, she released my shoulders and her hands moved down to tug at the waistband of my boxers.

I couldn’t stop staring at her. The beauty of the swimming hole and waterfall paled in comparison to her. Hell, the beauty of the entire island couldn’t compete with her.

I’d known the first second I saw her that Katie was the most beautiful woman I’d ever laid eyes on.

Now basking in the afternoon sun with her wrapped around me, I was even surer of that fact.

Her skin was tanned and glistening with drops of water, her cheeks rosy from the sun, her lips full and puckered and glistening with water, and it was all I could do not to give in and lose control.

Katie slid a hand into my boxers. A little gasp escaped her when she took me in her hand and her cheeks turned a brighter shade of pink.

Adorable.

I caught her wrist and shook my head. “Slow down.”

Katie’s eyes flicked back and forth between mine as I drew her hand out of my boxers.

Her brows drew together before her expression relaxed as I slid my hands up her hips and waist. Her yellow bikini taunted me to touch her, to pull the thin fabric aside and reveal what I was so desperate to crush beneath my hands and worship with my tongue.

Katie bit her bottom lip as she looked down.

She surprised me by pulling her bikini top down for me.

Her tits sprang free, full and round and about six shades whiter than the rest of her skin.

I grinned in spite of myself, cupped her breasts in my hands, and gently pinched her nipples with my thumbs and forefingers.

They were already hard from the chilly water.

Katie draped an arm over my shoulders and pulled herself closer for kisses. She tasted like beer and strawberries, and the little moans she made against my lips drove me wild.

She wanted more.

Katie reached behind her back and pulled apart the bow holding up her bikini. It came undone, and she pulled it over her head, bundled it up into a little ball, and tossed it over our heads to the shore. Water rained down on us as it passed above before it landed with a wet slap on the rocky shore.

Next, she undid the ties on her hips and removed her bikini bottoms. For a brief moment, I wished we weren’t in the water so I could get a good look at her. The bottoms joined the top on the shore and she pushed away from me to tread water completely naked.

“Your turn,” she said, dipping her chin under the water and watching me with seductive eyes.

I wasn’t a man who needed to be told twice.

Much less gracefully than she had, I removed my boxers and chucked them toward the shore.

I pushed off the bottom and swam after her, but she giggled and swam away with small back strokes.

Every now and then, her tits broke the surface and it was impossible for me to look anywhere else but at their soft milky whiteness.

“Come back here,” I growled.

“Come get me.”

I followed. She retreated.

We made our way across the swimming hole to the waterfall.

Katie passed boldly in front of it before disappearing around the bend with a come-get-me smile.

Neither of us could touch the bottom here, and I was struck with worry at the thought of the water pulling us under and pinning us down as it rolled and beat down from above.

You’re being silly. And you’ve clearly been watching too many nature documentaries.

This waterfall was too small to have that kind of power. There was no way it would be able to pin either of us under the surface.

The water beat down on my shoulders like the rhythm of a drum. I opened my eyes on the other side and found Katie pulling herself up out of the deep water into a shallower pool that had formed behind the waterfall, carved by hundreds of years of water rushing over and through it.

She turned to me, completely naked, and splashed me with the water in her shallow pool.

Chuckling, I followed her up. As soon as I pulled myself up and was on my knees, she met me with kisses and crushed her body against mine.

Her tits were crushed between us as I explored her body with my hands, and she did the same with mine, pausing to trace my biceps and abs with the tips of her fingers.

With an arm wrapped around her lower back, I lowered her down into the pool.

Lying on her back, the water was only a couple of inches deep.

Her hair fanned out all around her as it floated on the surface of the water.

The rush of the waterfall drowned out her laughter as I pushed her thighs apart and settled between them, resting on my elbows in the shallow water.

She looked down the length of her body at me when I tasted her.

I couldn’t hear her moan, but I could see the pleasure etched into her face as she tilted her head back and relaxed. I ran my tongue up and down her pussy, teasing and tantalizing her with soft flicks of her clit. She cupped her breasts in her hands and pushed them together.

She was a sight worthy of gods. My perfect dream girl.

How had I gotten this lucky? How had fleeing my old life in search of peace and quiet led to such a divine discovery?

Katie ran her arms through the water and stretched them over her head.

Small ripples lapped at my sides and chest as I continued devouring her and trying to suck out her soul.

I was patient, and I found all the places she loved the most. I got the best reaction when I eased a finger inside her.

Her pussy tightened around me, and her back arched, and she let out a cry that even the waterfall couldn’t drown out.

I grinned against her clit and sucked hard.

Katie came hard and fast.

She sat up, laughing breathlessly and holding a hand to her chest. “Your turn,” she said.

Katie crawled on all fours to meet me. I rose to my knees, and she lowered herself down so that she was almost lying flat on her belly in the water.

She took me in her hands and worked me over gently and slowly at first. Then when all my nerve endings felt like they were screaming in need, she leaned in close and flicked her tongue over my tip.

My muscles tightened. Katie took me in her mouth and worked me into her throat.

She bent her knees and crossed her ankles and put on a show for me with her body while she sucked me off.

It was impossible to keep my hands to myself while she sucked me off.

I leaned over her as she worshiped my cock and I gave her ass a firm slap. She whimpered around my cock in her mouth and I grinned wryly when she wiggled her ass.

She liked it.

I slapped her again and trailed my hand between her cheeks to her pussy.

She spread her legs for me and let me rub her while she blew me.

Soon, I couldn’t stop myself from rocking my hips and fucking her throat while I buried two fingers in her pussy and fucked her hard and fast until her thighs trembled and spasmed with another orgasm.

When she was done, I pulled her off my cock and laid her back down. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and gazed up at me as I leaned over her and settled between her thighs. My cock grazed her dripping-wet pussy and she reached down to guide me inside her.

“Fuck,” I growled.

She gripped my forearms planted on either side of her head. “Slowly,” she breathed. “You’re so big.”

I listened and took my time with her. Her body was rigid and taut at first, but she began to relax, and when I could feel that she was good and ready, I put a hand on the base of her throat and pushed in deep.

She let out a cry of pleasure and I dropped low, silencing her with a deep kiss.

She moaned against my lips as I rocked inside her.

She wrapped her arms around me, clinging to me like she might never let go.

And I didn’t want her to.

Her pussy felt so good. She was so fucking tight and slippery wet.

I could feel her pulsing around me as I worked her over, my thrusts getting more desperate and greedy.

She reached down and squeezed my ass as she broke our kiss and trailed her lips across my jaw, down my throat, and up to my ear.

She pinched my earlobe between her teeth and she was none too gentle about it.

I groaned. She sighed in my ear. Her breath was hot in contrast to the cool water around us.

I almost lost it right then and there.

Katie pressed her nails into my back.

I held her shoulder and kept her in place as I fucked her. Her eyes rolled back and she let out a scream of euphoria that shook against the rock walls around us. Her back arched, and her toes curled, and she squirmed beneath me. I didn’t let her retreat.

She descended into bliss after her orgasm and smiled at me with gratitude.

Katie ran a hand down my chest. “Your turn,” she cooed.

I pinned her down for more kisses. Her tongue explored my mouth desperately as I pushed in deep and held myself there. She whimpered and writhed and begged for more.

I gave it all to her behind the waterfall.