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“I’m going to show you how naughty I can be.” I lift up her hips, her legs instantly wrapping around my waist, and I carry her off to the timber. “What time is your family going to be here?” I ask, lifting her shirt up and over her head as I go.
“About fifteen minutes,” she pants, sliding her center against my erection.
“I’m going to fuck you out here, Angel. Are you ready for that?” I ask, pausing to make sure she’s on the same page as me.
“Yes, please.”
I growl. “Always so polite.” Then my lips devour. I consume her, taking her mouth and kissing her until we’re both breathless. “Are you wet?”
“Yes.” That one word comes out a pant, a plea.
“Did you get wet knowing I was watching you earlier?”
Her face flushes a little deeper and she drops her eyes. “Yes.”
“Good. I was so fucking hard. I told myself to walk away, to not watch, and then you flipped over and I thought I had died and gone to heaven.”
“Is that when you fell overboard?” she asks, a teasing smile on her plump lips.
“Yep,” I confess, setting her on a downed tree and stripping off my shirt. I place it on the tree and move her so that she’s sitting on it. “This might be quick and hard, baby,” I admit, unbuttoning my shorts and letting them fall down to my ankles. I reach for her shorts, but she’s already shimmying them down her legs. I practically rip off my underwear and reach for my wallet.
My wallet.
Fuck…
“Dammit,” I groan, closing my eyes and trying to breathe through the pain of impending blue balls.
“What’s wrong?” she asks, her sweet, angelic voice summoning me to open my eyes. She’s sitting on the tree (which is perfect height for fucking, by the way), and bare. Her pussy is glistening, her clit swollen, and I almost start to cry at the irony.
“I don’t have my wallet. It was in my pocket when I fell overboard and I left it on the boat so everything could dry out.” It almost causes physical pain to say those words.
“And if you don’t have your wallet, you don’t have a…”
I nod, grabbing her thighs, but keeping myself from stepping between them.
“Rhenn?” she asks, drawing my eyes back to hers. “I’m on the pill.”
My heart pounds in my chest, my cock practically weeping with joy. “Are you saying what I think you’re saying?”
She doesn’t hesitate. “Yeah.”
I close my eyes and just breathe for a moment, the scent of her mixing with earth and dirt filling my senses. “Are you sure?” The words are tight. It’s hard to breathe.
“Definitely sure,” she says, reaching out and grabbing my aching cock. She starts to stroke it, toying with the beads of liquid that spill from the head. “I want you to fuck me bare. I trust you.”
Her words. Her dirty, magical words come barreling through every layer of protection I’ve built around my heart. They beat down all of my defenses, and I know right then and there: it’s not that I could fall in love with her, it’s that I am falling. Falling so hard and fast that I don’t know what to do, what to say.
She takes all of my decisions out of my hands as she pulls me forward, her warm little fingers wrapped around my dick, and leading me to where she aches for me. Where I ache to be.
“I’m clean, I swear. I never do this without a condom. Ever.” I don’t know why I feel the need to say it, but I do. Maybe it’s because she knows about my past, my lack of commitment when it comes to the opposite sex. Maybe it’s because I trust her as much as she seems to trust me. Maybe it’s because my feelings for her outweigh everything shitty from my past, leaving only the good and pure pieces behind.
Like her.
She’s my good, my pure.
“I know.” The honesty and openness in her eyes is almost enough to bring me to my knees.
Marissa shifts her weight and leans back just a bit, guiding my cock to her pussy. I already know she’s wet, but when I feel that hot wetness wrap around my dick, I lose all ability to think. My brain just shuts down. Inch by glorious inch, I slowly make my way inside of her, unsheathed and unprotected. Exposed. Her eyes are wide with desire, and I’m pretty sure she’s holding her breath.
