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“Fuck, lass.” He grinded his teeth. “You’ll make me come in a second.”
Locking his hands around her waist, he pumped his hips with a steady pace. The pleasure was so intense it was almost too much.
“More,” she said, already crazy with need.
He flattened his palms on the insides of her thighs, pushing them wide open and taking her with faster but shallower strokes. She had to lean back on her arms to support her weight.
“Harder, Sean.”
“Easy, kitten,” he groaned. “I’ll come.”
“Then come.”
“Rushing me again?” he asked with a cocky quirk of his lips.
All traces of cockiness vanished from his face when she lifted her ass and rotated her hips.
“Fuck. Asia. Stop.”
“Don’t tell me to stop, not today.”
“Ah, fuck.” Holding onto her waist with one hand, he slipped the other between their bodies to find her clit. “You win.”
Massaging the nub with a thumb, he thrust with hard strokes. Her need spiked instantly. Pleasure coiled through her body. Just before it reached a peak, he slowed and penetrated her shallowly. He kept up the rhythm, alternating between deep and fast and slow and shallow until she thought she was going to lose her mind.
“Sean,” she said, his name both a protest and a plea.
Finally, he relented, giving her what she needed. He moved with a stamina and speed she couldn’t match, his face covered with perspiration and his heady male scent filling her senses. Her orgasm exploded with the next thrust that buried him up to the hilt inside her. It washed over her body in a wave of heat. Her inner walls clenched around his cock, locking it in a tight grip. Growling, he pivoted his hips harder. The tiger eye pendant slapped against his chest to the beat of his rhythm. A second later, he gritted his teeth and stilled.
The distance between them seemed too much. She needed to hold on to him. As if reading her mind, he lowered himself over her and caught his weight with his hands on the sand next to her face. He pushed deeper twice and clenched his ass as he emptied himself in the condom. Throwing back his head, he rode his pleasure for several seconds before finally going slack.
They were both panting. The erratic beat of his heart thumped against her chest. She shifted, but he caught her hips between his palms.
“Don’t push me out, yet. Let me savor this a few seconds longer.” He buried his nose in her hair, inhaled deeply, and lifted his head to say with a soft Scottish lilt, “Hey.”
“Hi.”
He caught her lips in a soft, lingering kiss that ended with butterfly kisses on her forehead and cheeks. An apology sparked in his eyes when he lifted himself on his arms. “We shouldn’t lie around naked for too long.”
She understood the risk involved only too well.
He rolled off her, got to his feet, and discarded the condom in the foil packet. His cock hung heavy between his legs, still semi-hard. Aroused or unaroused, he was a work of art.
She craved the cuddling he’d offered last night, but he held out his hand in a wordless command. Placing her palm in his, she let him pull her up and lead her into the sea. The water wasn’t cold, but the salt stung between her legs. She flinched as he cupped her sex and washed her gently.
His expression darkened. “Was I too rough?”
She leaned her cheek against his chest. “No.”
Gripping her chin, he tilted her face. “You’re not yourself, lass.”
She lifted a shoulder. “It’s the situation.”
Sitting down in the shallow water, he pulled her thighs around his waist. “Focus on Friday. When the meeting between Juan and Godfrey takes place, we’ll get away from here.”
He kissed the corner of her mouth and brushed his lips over her jaw, his stubble leaving a deliciously abrasive trail. He smelled of male and sex and ocean and comfort. She burrowed her face in his neck and pressed closer.
“It’ll soon be over,” he said in a soothing tone, kissing the crown of her head.
She wanted to believe that, but she was too level-headed to get her hopes up too soon.
He stood and helped her to her feet. After testing her balance, he set her aside carefully. “We have to go.”
She didn’t argue as he fetched her bikini, rinsed off the sand in the water, and helped her to get dressed. After pulling on his briefs and shorts, he took her hand and led her to the path. They walked back to the beach in a comfortable silence.
The party of earlier was over. People lay semi-conscious on towels on the sand. Only the barman was still on his feet.
“Rough one,” he said to Sean as they approached.
Sean took a bottle of water from the cooler, unscrewed the cap, and handed it to her.
“Thanks.” She tipped her head toward the beach. “I better go wait over there.”
