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"Luke..."
"Why are you always ruining my plans?" It's deep, heavy with desire.
He slides his hands up my back, unhooks my bra and flings it onto the sand. His eyes pass over me, a look that says I'm the best thing he's ever seen.
Then his lips are on mine. He kisses me, hard and deep, his fingertips skimming my back, stomach, shoulders. They settle on my chest, and he rubs my nipples with his thumbs.
Electricity surges through me, down to my fingers and toes. I grab his ass and pull his body into mine. He's hard, and I need him here. I need him no matter what might happen tomorrow.
"Please don't tell me you want to wait until we're back at the hotel," I say.
"Turn around," he says.
I do, and he places his body behind mine. He presses his lips into my neck as he kneads my breasts. He kisses me softly, then harder and harder. Then it's teeth, gently scraping against my neck.
I try and reach back, to touch him, but he grabs my arms and places them at my sides. He slides my panties to my knees and I step out of them. Now there's nothing between us.
He grabs my hips, bringing my body into his. I can feel him, hard against me, but he doesn't enter me. Not yet. He drags his fingers over my thighs, so, so close. I feel his teeth on my neck again. It's harder this time. Like he's claiming me. Like he's hoping to leave a mark.
I arch my back, rubbing against him. I need him to claim me, to make me his, to show me how much he wants me.
I grab his hand and place it on my sex. He rubs me gently, sinking his teeth into my neck again and again. My body is swimming with desire, desperate for him to move faster, to fuck me.
But he moves slowly, stroking me with one hand, teasing my nipple with the other. He plants kisses on my neck and shoulders.
I groan, and he moves a little faster, strokes me a little harder. My sex clenches, my body filling with pleasure.
He rubs his thumbs against my nipples again. It's so soft I can barely feel it, but it sends sparks down my spine. I tilt my head back, turning to him.
I kiss him, plunging my tongue into his mouth. It's desperate and needy and proof that he wants me as badly as I want him.
He moves his hands to my chest and traces circles around my nipples. I turn back, pressing my ass into him, arching my back as far as it will go.
"Luke," I groan. "Please..."
He sinks his teeth into my neck. His hands find my thighs and he pries my legs apart. His cock strains against my sex, almost. He kisses me one more time.
Then he slides inside me.
My body floods with relief. I'm exactly where I need to be.
He grabs my hips and shifts into me with slow, tiny movements. My body hums, filling with pleasure. I arch into him, to try and feel as much of him as I can, to give him space to go deeper.
He squeezes my hips, pulling me closer as he thrusts into me. He groans, his bre
athing heavy. He's almost shaking. He wants this, and badly.
I close my eyes, soaking in the feeling of him inside me, his body against mine, his hands on me. There's a pressure between my legs and it's getting tighter and tighter, deeper and deeper.
I turn back to Luke, kissing him hard, sliding my tongue over his. He squeezes my chest, rubbing my nipples with his thumbs again.
His hands move to my hips and he brings his mouth to my ear. "Touch the ground."
I bend over and press my hands into the sand for support. I can barely stand. He can do whatever he wants to me.
I can feel every movement deep in my core. I'm so close, almost there.
He thrusts into me, slow and steady. He groans. "Fuck, Alyssa..."
