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My tongue darts out and licks at the liquid on his tip, and he clamps his lips in a tight line. When my mouth slowly eases over him, his entire body jerks in response.

His hands are in my hair, and then he’s forcing my head closer to him. His motions are begging me to take more of his cock into my mouth. Now he has my hair in an almost painful grip, but it only makes me wilder. He pulses his hips against me while his hands pull my head in deeper.

My lips have him in a tight vice. He’s in so deep, I can’t take any more of him in. I slide my lips back, but he pushes deeper again. And again. I can barely keep up with the motion of his hips as he rocks against my mouth.

I look up at him. He’s a man possessed, his eyes glazed over in wild abandon as he stares down at me. His chest is heaving as I move back and forth. His passion fuels mine, and the flames lick hotter and hotter in my belly.

I’m as turned on as I was before. No—more turned on.

And then he’s gone.

Before I know what’s happening, he’s pulled out. His hands are under my armpits, and he’s forcing me to stand.

“No more, Jess. I almost fucking came. You gotta walk away from me. Right now, before it’s too late,” he orders in a gravelly voice.

I stand there, watching him as he tries to calm down. He leans his forehead up against the rock. He’s sucking air in between his teeth.

“Dax?”

“Go away, Jess. You have no idea how close I am to wrapping those gorgeous legs around my waist and fucking you against this wall, right out here for everyone to see. Is that what you want?”

His face is as immovable as the stone behind my back as he demands an answer.

“No one’s here. It’s just us and the ocean. And yes, that’s exactly what I want.”

He shakes his head adamantly. “No way. I don’t have a condom.”

I reach my hand down and stroke his still-hard cock. He groans against my hand but doesn’t make a move to stop me. I use my other hand to pull his head toward me. I take his lower lip into my mouth and suck, then press my lips against his.

I don’t know what’s gotten into me, but I can’t seem to stop. I crave him with a desperation that emboldens me in a way that’s scary. I’m standing here with my dress around my waist, and I’m not even embarrassed.

I reach around the back of my dress and tug the zipper down. The dress falls down into the sand, and I’m standing there in nothing but my panties. Soon, they follow my dress to the sand.

His hungry eyes follow my movements. If I didn’t know what smoldering eyes were before, I do now.

“I need to feel you inside me. Please. Just move inside me a couple of times, then we’ll stop,” I whisper against his lips.

“A couple of times.” He lets out a short, harsh laugh. “You think I’m going to be able to stop. I’m not a light switch, babe. It doesn’t work like that.”

“Please.”

He makes a guttural sound deep in his throat. I expect him to turn away; instead, he grabs my ass and crushes my lower half against his straining cock. He grinds against me. “I thought you were a good girl, but you’re not. You’re a little tease, and I’m pretty sure you’re trying to kill me.”

I lift my lips in what I hope is a sexy smile. “You said you like naughty girls. I want to be naughty for you.”

I don’t know if my boldness surprises him, but it sure as hell surprises me. It’s like someone else has invaded my body and is doing things I’d never dare to do, saying things I’d never dare say.

I feel his hands slide from my ass to my leg, and before I know what’s happened, he’s lifted me up. My legs are around his waist, and my back is against the cold, hard stone.

He’s pressing into my entrance, just a teasing tip. I want to cry out in frustration. Instead, I angle my hips and try to push him into me. It doesn’t work.

“Oh, I love naughty girls. But you’re playing with fire, my sweet one. I only have so much control, and having you clench around me is more than my poor innocent cock can take right now.”

His hands are still on my ass, holding me up as he moves ever-so-slowly inside me. He goes just far enough to drive me crazy but not far enough to satisfy. Then, he withdraws.

“That’s just mean, Dax.”

“You said a few times. That’s one,” he says.