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She didn’t answer, not with words. Instead, she got up on her toes and kissed him, hard. His hands clasped her ass and squeezed as he kissed the shit out of her while walking her backward toward the couch. When they reached it, he broke the kiss. “Turn around and bend over.”
She did it without question and felt him lift her dress up, baring the bottom half of her body. Her panties were soon around her knees and she heard the zipper of his jeans being pulled down. Something hard ran up and down her pussy, testing how wet she was.
Sucking in a breath, Beth gripped the back of the couch as Wyatt pushed the head of his cock inside her. He felt so big in this position, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he pushed in and pulled out over and over, going a little deeper each time. Eventually, he was seated all the way inside her, and he began to thrust, his balls slapping against her clit with every stroke.
Pleasure shot through her like a bullet zinging from one place to another. Desire heated her blood as she cried out with every thrust. He kept adjusting his hips, changing the position of penetration, until she cried out loudly when the head of his cock brushed up against that sweet spot inside her.
“There it is.” His low murmur told her that was exactly what he’d been looking for, and he kept going, kept thrusting deep inside her until white-hot pleasure exploded inside her, making her scream.
Her body trembled as she struggled to draw breath. Wyatt kept up the pace, not stopping until he pushed in one last time and let out a long, loud groan as he pulsed inside her.
ChapterNineteen
Acouple of weeks later, the sun was shining brightly as the boat left the dock. Wyatt steered it to the right. They were going to circle around the lake at a leisurely pace before stopping somewhere in the middle, so they could go for a swim and eat some lunch.
Beth had taken to sailing like the proverbial duck to water, and she loved cruising around in the boat. Now that the weather was warmer, Wyatt enjoyed going for a swim in the cold, refreshing water, and she’d been happy to follow his lead and go for a paddle. Freya enjoyed nothing more than dive-bombing off the side of the boat, then climbing back aboard only to do it again and again.
It took them a good ten minutes chugging along at their current speed to reach the middle of the lake, and once the boat had stopped, Wyatt anchored it. Beth stripped off her clothing to reveal the white bikini she was wearing underneath; she’d ordered it online with his credit card and it had arrived the day before, but she hadn’t let him see it.
He sucked in a breath as he stared at her. Her curves were on display, and the bikini hid nothing. Her nipples were hard and prominent, and he wanted nothing more than to suck on them. The air surrounding them suddenly felt heavy and thick with desire.
“Turn around.”
She’d been standing with her back to him. Slowly pivoting, Beth gave him a smile and allowed her gaze to drift downward. He could tell the moment she realized the air was not the only thing heavy and thick, because her smile got wider. “Like what you see?” Had he not been watching her face at that moment, he might have missed the flash of self-doubt that crossed it. He’d wager good money she wasn’t used to talking this way to a man. Yet another thing he’d happily beat the shit out of her ex for.
“You know I do. You look like a fucking angel.”
Stepping toward him, she closed the distance between them and put her arms around his neck. Getting up on her toes, she kissed him; a long, slow, passionate kiss that left him feeling all hot and bothered. Moving one hand, she palmed his cock, stroking him a few times before squeezing softly. “Can I help with this?”
He grasped her ass tightly as he slid his tongue along hers. Her nipples were now hard as they pressed against his chest. “Maybe later,” he murmured against her lips. “I’ve been waiting to do this all day.”
“Do what?” No sooner had she uttered the words than Wyatt reached around the back of her neck to untie her bikini top. It fell to the deck as her eyes widened. “Wyatt, we’re in public.”
He gave her a grin. “Nobody can see us in the middle of the lake, Beth. Besides, I can’t fucking wait until we’re home again. I need you. Now.” The gruffness in his voice caused goosebumps to rise on her skin, and she moaned as his lips trailed over her neck.
He pulled back just far enough to cup her breasts, then leaned over and sucked one nipple into his mouth. “Oh God.” Tipping her head back, she closed her eyes. The warmth of the sun on her bare skin only caused the heat of his mouth to burn that much more, and when his teeth grazed the sensitive tip lightly, she cried out.
“That’s it, honey. Let me hear how I make you feel.”
Wyatt enjoyed her being vocal during sex, whether that was moaning or crying out or giving him instructions, and he’d told her that. He knew she’d found it a little odd at first, and it wouldn’t have surprised him to learn the fucker she’d run from had expected her to lie there and say nothing, but it hadn’t taken long for Wyatt to coax such responses from her.
He wanted to make her feel the way her ex never had. Wanted her to burn for him.
Wyatt began to walk her backward until her knees hit something soft. She fell onto one of the long cushions covering the seats on either side of the bow, where the passengers sat during the cruises. When he got to his knees, she gasped.
“Wyatt?”
He untied the sides of her bikini bottoms slowly, teasingly, then pulled the scrap of material loose, tossing it onto the deck with the top. “That’s much better. Look, it’s my favorite view.” He pushed her legs up so her feet were on the edge of the cushion, then spread them open. “Fuck.”
Wyatt knew she was probably feeling exposed, so he pressed a gentle kiss to one knee, then the other. Assuring her she was exactly as he wanted her. Open to him, for him to love and cherish. She knew by now she could trust him with her body.
With her heart.
His lips trailed up her thigh as he kissed his way to the place she’d wanted his mouth more than anything. Her body had to be burning under the heat of the sun and his tongue as he licked the inside of her thigh, before burying his face between her legs.
She sucked in a sharp breath as his tongue flicked over her clit before circling around the sensitive bud, and then he licked up and down from her entrance to her clit and back again. Long, slow, almost lazy licks, as though he were enjoying an ice cream in the summer heat. Beth couldn’t stop the moans his tongue elicited, and she threaded her fingers through his hair, clutching it gently.
“Tell me how it feels.” His voice was low, commanding, and she was powerless to resist.
