Page 95 of Alphas and Accidents

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I swim, rather clumsily, out toward her. It’s cool but not unpleasant—a refreshing reprieve from the sun.

“This is awesome!” She floats on her back, gazing up at the clouds, her pert breasts bobbing on top of the water.

I love how comfortable she is in her body, and most importantly, how comfortable she is around me.

“I’m glad you like it.” I press my palms to my thighs so I don’t reach out and grab her pink nipples that are taunting me.

She stops floating, pointing to a large protruding rock a short distance away. “Last one there is a loser!”

Although she takes off before I can agree, giving her a head start, I keep up fine. Laughing, we both finally reach the rock, clutching onto it as we pant, our lungs working overtime.

“Have you always been so competitive?” I wipe my chin-length hair out of my eyes before tucking it behind my ears.

“Always.” She grins proudly. I mentally capture an image of her in this moment, looking like a mythical mermaid. “And I almost always win.”

“Living with you and Adler is never going to be boring.”

She playfully splashes me. “You can count on it.”

I do the same, slamming my fist into the water and creating a larger splash than I intended. I watch in horror as a mini tidal wave covers her face. She gasps in shock, blinking hard.

As I open my mouth to apologize, she bats me back just as hard.

Chuckling, I move closer, scooping her into my arms then kicking around in a circle, like we’re doing a water dance. I take us to where it’s a bit shallower, my feet just about reaching the bottom. She strokes my light beard with her hand, then leans in to kiss me. She nips my bottom lip, wrapping her thighs around my body and letting the water take her weight. The entire world seems to have come to a stop as we explore each other’s mouths.

“You’re gorgeous,” I murmur between kisses. “The most stunning woman I’ve ever seen.”

I thought I was a level ten on the happiness scale three minutes ago, but now it’s off the charts. I harden beneath her as our bodies rub together, and she greedily bucks her hips against me in response. I’m in heaven, every judder of her hips making me hungrier for her, like tiny little vibrations are running through me. I can’t believe this is my life. The lapping of thecool water on our skin and her fiery touch creates a heady mix of sensations that I can’t even describe.

“This place is usually quiet, right?”

“I’ve never seen anyone else here before,” I answer.

“Good.” She releases her hold on me then starts toward the tiny island that sits in the middle of the lake.

After a brief swim, we reach the islet, a large tree sitting in the center of the small mass of land. Although it would obscure much of the view if someone were standing on the shore, a hot, naked woman would be hard to miss.

Sabs looks like a supermodel as she steps out of the water, my tongue sticking to the roof of my mouth as she wrings out her hair and pulls out her ponytail, letting her wet hair tumble down her front, covering her breasts. My feet are stumps, glued to the ground as she steps out of her panties and places them on a rock before sitting on the sand under the tree’s shade.

“You brought me here to get closer to nature, right?” She grins wickedly as she parts her legs, displaying her delectable, pink pussy for me. “I don’t know if we could get any closer than this.”

“Sabs.” I drop to my knees, crawling over the beach to reach her. I grab her hips, bending down to lick along the length of her wet cunt. I’m instantly greeted by her syrupy-cherry nectar, helping satiate my thirst from the swim.

She fists my hair as I push my tongue into her depths to savor her, holding my face against her as she gyrates against me. The sun warms my back as I devour her, and the way she tastes seems to call to me on an intrinsic level, like I’m powerless to stop my body’s pull to her.

“Luca.” Hearing her moan my name is quite possibly the best sound I’ve ever heard. “Yes, yes, yes!”

I steal a glance up at her while she writhes around. I lick her clit with fervor, her hooded eyelids and the euphoric expression on her face making my cock throb against my wet boxers.

Her inner thighs clench around my ears, signaling she’s close. I slow down, using gentle flicks of the tip of my tongue over her clit, causing her legs to tense even more.

“Please, Luca.” Her plea is a breathy rasp, her pussy is swollen with lust, yearning for release. “Give me what I need.”

I can’t deny her when she’s asked so nicely, so I don’t hold back, licking and sucking until she shatters all over me, a gush of slick slathering my chin. I wish I had a camera to record this.

I return to a gentle rhythm with my tongue, wanting to draw out every ounce of pleasure from her. I think I’m succeeding when she squeals and tightly grips my hair as another orgasm racks her body just as fast.

When I finally decide to pause, after making her come three times in a row, her thighs are trembling.