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“I would play with your sweet, neglected pussy all night, not stopping until you were satisfied,” his thumbs slide under the strings of my bikini bottom as his hands glide over my hips. Gripping my ass, his voice becomes deeper and gravelly, “And then I’d fuck you.”

A quiet, whispery moan grumbles from my mouth as my thighs clench tightly together, fighting against a neediness I didn’t know I possessed. The things this man is currently whispering into my ear are doing more to my body than the touch of any man I’ve ever known.

Slowly leaning back from me, his eyes meet mine. I stare back at him as his fingers delicately drag down my thighs, eliciting goosebumps in their wake, until his hands are once again by my knees.

Struggling to remember to breathe, I stare back at him in silence while my heart continues to pound in my chest. It is pounding so hard; I’m sure he must be able to hear it.

“Come,” he stands from his stool and grabs my hand, pulling me from mine until I am standing next to him. Looking up at him, he is massive in comparison to me. He must be more than a foot taller than me.

“Where are we going?” I blurt out while struggling to keep up with his giant strides.

Noticing my struggle to keep up with him, he slows down his pace allowing me to walk more comfortably next to him as we reach the beach.

“Night swim,” he squeezes my hand as we walk toward the rolling surf.

As the water laps at my toes, I take in how different this atmosphere is. While we aren’t far from the resort’s bar, it’s like we walked to a different universe. The bar was loud, bright, and full of people. At this hour, the beach is deserted, quiet, and the only light is coming from the moon.

Letting go of my hand, Alex steps in front of me and leans forward until his hands are at my hips. I feel his fingers gathering my cover-up into his hands, as the thin material slowly inches up my legs until it is bunched around my waist.

“Lift,” the sole word deep and commanding. Hesitantly, I lift my arms over my head. Once they are raised, he slowly glides it up my body until it clears my hands. A quiet growl rumbles from his chest as his eyes wander down this more exposed view of my body.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he reaches for my hand before pulling me into the surf.

As someone who normally doesn’t go into the ocean beyond my ankles, I start to get nervous at the point the water reaches my waist. When it reaches my chest, I push onto my tippy-toes and squeeze his hand, “Alex?”

Turning around, he sees me struggling and uses his grip on my hand to pull me through the water to him. Letting go of me for a second, his large hands wrap around my waist and lift me from the water. Holding me against him with one arm, the other reaches for my hand.

“Wrap your arms around my neck,” he leads my arm to his shoulders, “and your legs around my waist.”

My limbs wrap around his body as he continues to lead us deeper into the water, not stopping until the water is lapping at both our shoulders and the resort looks miles away on the sand. The moonlight dances over the water around us and we bob silently with the movement of the ocean.

With one hand cupped against my ass, holding me to him, his other brushes the hair from my face and tucks it behind my ear.

“I’m going to kiss you now,cerecita,” his fingers slide into my hair as he draws my face toward his.

His soft lips dust over mine, barely touching me. My lips part, giving him an invitation he quickly accepts. His tongue slowly presses into my mouth before he gently begins to explore my clit. In turn my tongue begins to explore his, the kiss slowly becoming more passionate and aggressive. His fingers tightly fist my hair and I whimper into his mouth as my legs squeeze around his waist, trying desperately to get closer to him.

Using his grip in my hair, he pulls our mouths apart. We are both breathless and panting and he pulls harder, granting him access to my neck. His lips and tongue leave a trail of aggressive wet kisses from my jaw to my collarbone and back up toward my ear.

“Let me be your first,” his hand slides the length of my leg around his waist, gripping it at the ankle and slowly beginning to unwrap me from his body.

“Out here?” I sputter.

“I don’t want to fuck you. At least not yet,” the corner of his mouth turns up in a smirk, “Let me be the first to make you come, to show you what your body is capable of.”

My head darts around, looking at the beach behind us.

“No one can see us out here,” he reassures me as his hand rubs over the bottoms of my bikini causing me to groan while I chew at my lower lip.

“I can’t promise no one will hear you scream,” his fingers slide under the fabric and pull it to the side, granting him full access to me, “but they won’t be able to see.”

Before I can say anything else, his finger rubs around my entrance before beginning to press inside me.

“Relax,cerecita. Open up and let me in,” his words rumble along my neck and over my chest as he places wet kisses between his words.

Closing my eyes and taking a deep breath, I feel him slide his finger fully inside me. Unlike the others who have touched me, he doesn’t forcefully thrust it in and out of me. Instead, he flexes and bends it, slowly and gently rubbing it along a sensitive spot inside me. My thighs part, further opening myself to him.

“That’s it,” he growls as he pulls his finger nearly out of me, “Let me stretch out your pussy.”

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