Page 66 of Miami Confessions


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Feeling him firm and hard behind me was unbelievably arousing. His hands wandered my body as his lips and tongue worked on my neck and back. I felt him slowly untie my bikini top with his teeth, and chills shot down my spine instantly.

“Dylan,” I muttered as my bikini fell around my waist.

His hands worked their way up to my chest and explored my breasts.

“I can’t believe you’re mine,” he whispered into my hair.

He teased my nipples, rolling them in his fingers slowly and gently. I had to focus on breathing more than ever in my life. He leaned back onto the chair and pulled me closer to him, so I was nearly laying on top of him.

“Just relax.”

“Oh, I’m relaxed,” I said, barely able to get the words out as his fingers continued to tease my breasts. He grabbed them in his hands and held on tight as he let out a long moan. I wasn’t sure how he managed it, but somehow Dylan always made me feel sexy. He made me feel desirable and wanted. No, needed. I always felt like he needed me more than anything in the world. It was an amazing feeling that I had never experienced before.

He slid his hands all over my torso, torturing me the entire time. He knew where I wanted him, but he wasn’t going to give it too me that easily. Every time he ran a finger on a sensitive part of my skin, I trembled with desire.

He began to play with the top edge of my bikini bottoms, making me squirm even more. My breath caught as he slid a finger underneath them and gently teased me. His fingers were somehow soft and firm all at the same time, and I wanted nothing more than to have them inside of me.

He pulled his hand back out and rubbed the inside of my thigh as he started to kiss my neck. He started slowly, then gently began nibbling my skin. I let out a long sigh. He knew how much I loved when he did that.

“You are perfect in every way.”

“I don’t know about that.”

“Oh, but I do.”

He moved my bottoms to the side and, finally, slid a finger inside me. I gasped at the feeling of it.

“The little noises you make are perfect. Every move that your body makes is perfect. You’re just…” he trailed off as my breathing started to pick up pace.

As he circled his finger inside me, and then ran it up and down my most sensitive area, I arched my back and wrapped my arms around his neck. I couldn’t control anything my body was doing. Dylan was in charge, and he knew exactly how to please me.

He gently pulled at one of my nipples with his free hand, and I knew I was close. But I also couldn’t stop thinking about how close the other cabanas were to us. One loud noise and our cover would be blown.

But eventually, I had no choice. He teased me, taunted me, licked me, bit me, and pleased me to no end. I moaned in delight, each one louder than the last.

“Come for me,” he whispered into my ear, and I obeyed.

I was gasping for air, pulling his hair behind me, and barely keeping myself from screaming out his name. I took a moment to catch my breath, but I wanted more.

I turned around and climbed on top of him, mounting him immediately. The feeling of his hard dick inside me was thrilling. No matter how many times I experienced it, I never got tired of it.

I circled my hips, still barely able to get a breath, and he began to pant with me. The moment I started to bounce up and down on him, he groaned louder than I had ever heard. I knew someone must have noticed the sounds coming from our cabana by now, but I didn’t care. Let them listen all they wanted. I was fucking the world’s most incredible man, and I wanted everyone to know it.

As I rode him, he played with my clit, pushing me closer and closer to oblivion. I was grinding my hips with all the strength I had when he clenched onto my ass and started moaning and groaning with every movement.

We reached our climaxes together, and I had never experienced one so strong. I couldn’t tell which way was up and which way was down. I was lightheaded and the world seemed to be spinning around me. My toes tingled, and the tingles moved all the way up my body, sending waves of pleasure through me long after I was no longer on top of Dylan.

“Like I said,” Dylan said with a grin as I settled into his arms.

I raised an eyebrow at him, completely unable to even comprehend what he was saying.

“You’re perfect.”

I leaned into him and kissed him with every bit of power that I had left, which wasn’t much. I closed my eyes and listened to the beating of his heart and his smooth breathing until we both drifted off to sleep.

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DYLAN

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