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Warwick smiled and pulled me closer to his strong, wet body. I looked into his eyes as his face moved closer to mine, and the butterflies in my stomach were replaced by massive birds that danced around and made me feel dizzy. I closed my eyes as his masculine lips met mine, and it felt so electric I almost recoiled. His tongue forced my lips open and met mine, and they moved together in unison as our bodies pressed together. I wrapped my legs around Warwick’s torso and pulled myself tightly to him. His cock was erect, ready for me. I ground myself into it, feeling the pressure on my clit. Our tongues continued to dance together as time seemed to stand still. Warwick carried me towards the water's edge, our kiss only deepening with time. His strong arms held me fast as he walked up the beach and gently deposited me on the day bed. In a matter of seconds, he’d lit the torches and illuminated a string of fairy lights above our head.
“Now, where was I?” he asked, leaning into me to resume kissing.
His tongue continued to move and work mine as his hands roamed all over my wet suit. He found the strings on my bikini top and pulled. My breasts popped out, and his fingers devoured them. His lips met my neck and collarbone, and my entire being shook with excitement.
“You’re so beautiful,” Warwick murmured.
His lips moved further down and found my nipples. He sucked each one carefully while his fingers twirled around the other one simultaneously. I moaned softly as my nipples grew hard in his fingers and mouth. It felt like a direct electrical current between his touch and my clitoris. I tingled and squirmed as Warwick aroused me and did things to me that I’d only ever imagined while alone in my bedroom with my vibrator. Warwick slid his hands down my stomach, leaving kisses all over me on his way. I arched my back and shifted my hips back and forth. I needed him to touch me and feel me inside, and I wanted him to make me climax. My squirming grew even more intense the closer he got to my vagina. It was as if someone had switched on a high-voltage circuit in my brain, and all I could feel was arousal in my groin. Warwick’s fingers flicked aside my bikini bottom and teased the skin around my wet folds. I gasped and moaned and tried to get his fingers to touch my clit, but he teased me for what felt like an eternity. His fingers danced around the tender skin and down my thighs. I moaned and felt the wetness seeping out of me onto the daybed sheet.
Finally, Warwick pulled my bikini bottom down and leaned into my crotch. He inhaled deeply and then lowered his face to my slit. His tongue delved inside me while his fingers worked my clit in little circles, and then he switched. His tongue lapped at my engorged clit, and his fingers penetrated me, massaging the tender nerve endings inside. Warwick’s soft lips wrapped around my clit and sucked on me, his tongue lapping at its sensitive peak.
I moaned and squirmed as his powerful arms held me in place. His tongue moved faster, and he sucked at me harder until I was writhing with imminent climax. My insides spasmed, and I gasped as my hot liquid was released all over Warwick’s face and tongue. He held me tight, and his mouth continued its erotic motion until every drop was expelled from me. I slumped back, exhausted but desperate for more.
“Fuck me, Warwick,” I said, my shyness temporarily gone with the euphoria.
Warwick didn’t need to be asked twice. He climbed on top of me and parted my legs. I glimpsed his massive erection and felt a moment of fear. My legs closed slightly. Would it even fit inside me? That thing looked huge.
“I’ll go slow,” he said huskily, nudging my legs open wide to accommodate him and his massive girth.
He entered me slowly, my wetness lubing his shaft. I moaned as he filled me completely to the top. He rocked slowly at first, letting my body become accustomed to being stuffed full. His left hand cradled my head, and his lips met mine again as he moved deeply inside me. I felt his balls slap against me as he gained speed, and my insides tingled as he aroused every nerve ending in my wet folds. His impressive abs and pelvis brushed against my clit roughly, causing me to twitch in deeper excitement. I closed my eyes and felt as if my entire body were electrified and in unison with his. All I could think about was how good I felt and how badly I wanted his massive shaft to make me explode.
“Right there,” I whispered, still emboldened by the arousal I was feeling.
Warwick shook slightly, and I could tell he was fighting not to drive himself into me so hard that he climaxed before I was done again. I lifted my hips to him and clenched my inside muscles hard. The excitement was amplified, and I did it again and again. My screams went from whimpers of pleasure to squeals of delight to shouts of release as my orgasm built inside me. Suddenly, my entire body felt full of white light and a high-frequency voltage as I exploded in orgasm. Warwick kept driving his cock deep inside me while I came. I closed my eyes and rocked with the feeling for a long time. I’d never experienced anything like it with my toys, and suddenly, I felt alive with the rush. This was what it felt like to be fucked well. Everything my college peers had talked about made sense. This was the best feeling in the world, and I wanted it to last forever.
Warwick waited, still squirming with his pent-up release, until he was sure I was done. I relaxed my muscles and opened my legs wider in a silent invitation for him to make himself feel as good as he’d made me feel. His cock ground into me in several frenzied strokes. His eyes closed, and he gasped and let out a guttural yell as his cock twitched and convulsed. His hot seed filled me completely and dripped out as he continued to pump himself into me over and over. When he released every drop into me, only then did he slow his movements down. I felt his heart racing next to mine as he gently lowered himself on top of me.
“Wow,” he said and rolled onto his side.
I nodded in agreement. Warwick wrapped his arm around me and rolled me to my side, his body spooned tightly against mine. I closed my eyes and smiled. I knew it couldn’t last forever with our current family predicament, but it felt good right now.
I dozed off peacefully, the summer air engulfing me and warming my skin while the aftershocks of our encounter heated me from the inside. When his body stirred, I woke again. The sun was nestled behind the trees.
“I think I’ve got an idea on how to end this feud,” Warwick said. He waited for a beat before continuing. “Aren’t you going to ask how?”
“No, I figured you’d tell me.”
“I will,” Warwick said, his voice serious. “As soon as I figure it out completely.”
I nodded and pulled his arms tighter around me. I knew trouble was brewing ahead for me, but it felt nice to be right here in Warwick’s arms for the moment. The rest would sort itself out or envelope us like a forest fire. Either way, short of going back, there wasn’t much I could do about it, and after my evening with Warwick, I knew I was never going back to Alex or the fateful forced wedding, even if it were an option.
Chapter Seven
Warwick
Iwokeuponthe day bed as the stars twinkled brightly in the sky. Sarah’s slender body was curled beside mine, and I felt a wave of emotions flow through me. I felt protective of her and, at the same time, angry that she’d disrupted my life so completely. There was no longer the option to pretend she wasn’t my problem. She was, and it went way deeper than our families feuding. I didn’t care what happened to Pauly, but I did care about my mom and brother. And as much as it pained me to accept the idea, I cared deeply for Sarah.
I shook her gently, my hands caressing her soft skin as I woke her.
“Hey, we have to go in,” I said quietly. She nodded and stood sleepily.
I stared at her in bliss as she stretched in the moonlight. Her naked body shined as she raised her hands high over her head and stood on her tippy toes. Sarah’s shadowed blue eyes were half closed as she moved, and I studied her large breasts, remembering every detail of our encounter.
Sarah stumbled up the path and into the house, her newly shorn hair bouncing in the light breeze. I loved the new color, even if she was a bit hesitant.
I really need to get a grip on these feelings.
But the truth was that I had never experienced this kind of attraction before. I had everything anyone could want in life: money, possessions, and my staff, which had become my friends over the years, and yet, the one thing I didn’t have was a meaningful connection with someone I loved. I'd intentionally avoided it for most of my adult life, like the plague. With my upbringing, it was easier to remain aloof and unattached. It made being a shrewd businessman easier for me. But the truth was, I was lonely. Not just for human contact, I could have as many women as I wanted and had. I wanted someone who related to me and connected with me and being with Sarah felt like it. It was a shame I’d have to cut it all off.
