“So fucking beautiful,” he murmured before he licked her slick folds.
Her breath hissed out of her, and her back arched, angling her hips higher, silently begging him to deepen his touch.
Indigo gave herself over to the feelings engulfing her. “More. Harder,” she begged, and Wilt answered her call giving her exactly what she wanted.
Tingles swarmed her, and she knew she was so close. As if he could sense she was on the precipice of coming, he sucked hard on her clit and thrust two fingers in her, twisting them until they hit the hidden spot most men missed.
It was all she needed, and she shattered against his mouth, crying out his name as her body shook with the force of her release. She fully expected him to pull away like most of the guys she’d slept with did when she came, but Wilt stayed where he was, his touch lightening as she came back into herself.
He pressed soft kisses on her thighs, the top of her pubic bone, at the bottom of her belly button, then the pink bow of her bra nestled between her breasts. “You are so beautiful.”
He looked up at her, his eyes an endless sea of azure. How could someone’s eye color change so much? She had no idea, but Wilt’s did.
“So are you. I think it’s my turn to touch you.”
He rolled off her and lay beside her. “Go for it.”
For a second she was stunned that he’d acquiesced so quickly. Her past experiences with guys tended to be them getting what they wanted from her before lying next to her for a few seconds, then sliding off the bed and pulling their clotheson. Most times, it hadn’t bothered her, because she hadn’t been looking for anything serious, what with her job and all.
But with Wilt, everything about their connection and interaction was different. As if they were meant to be more than ships passing in the night.
Indigo pushed the deep thoughts away. She could examine all the emotions going through her in the cold light of day. Tonight she was going to live in the moment.
Like she did on the beach, she straddled his body. Feeling his hard length brushing up against her ass cheeks was even better without the hindrance of fabric between them.
All it would take would be for her to raise her hips, and then she could sink down on him. Her body shivered in anticipation of Wilt’s long thick cock possessing her.
Would one night be enough?
Would he want more than one night?
Again, she banished the thoughts. Later. She could obsess about that later.
Indigo reached behind her, undoing the clasp, and removed the final barrier of clothing, tossing the scrap of lace on the ground. Immediately Wilt’s hands cupped her breasts, squeezing them. Her head fell back and her eyes drifted shut as he massaged and rolled her nipples between his fingers. Sensations of bliss arrowed through her. All thought of touching him leaving her, as the desperation to be joined in the most basic of ways consumed her.
Her hands landed on his hard chest, as she fell forward to kiss him. Their kiss was open mouthed and carnal. Their tongues dueling. His hands gripped her breasts harder, and she thrust her butt against his cock, wanting so much more.
Wilt rolled them quickly, and he was over the top of her, looking down at her as if she was a delicious meal. He could eat her up all if he wanted.
“I need you, Diva.” He nipped the underside of her jaw.
Everything he did increased the pleasure building inside of her, until she was sure she was about to pop.
“You can take me, Soldier.” She scraped her nails down his back until she reached his ass. The muscle tight beneath her fingertips.
Everything about this man was honed to perfection. Next time, she would follow through on her wish to learn everything she could about him. Now, though, she wanted him inside of her. Over her. Filling her until there no space between them.
Wilt fumbled with the drawer beside his bed. She knew from her own exploration of her room that there was a box of condoms inside. The owners of the resort thought of everything.
When he moved off her to don the protection, she mourned the loss, but it was mere seconds before he was back between her legs.
He reached down and ran his fingers through her drenched pussy. “So wet for me.”
Words were impossible, so she hummed in agreement.
He notched himself at her entrance, pausing, and she wanted to lift her hips so that he could thrust inside her, but there had to be a reason for him not taking what she offered.
She looked up, and their gazes collided.
