Page 87 of Grimstone


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I want to connect with him, I want to understand him. I know the story I’ve heard from everyone else isn’t quite right, but I don’t think he’s told me the truth, either. Grimstone is a honeycomb of secrets, like those black caves in the cliffs, too dark to see, but you can hear the ocean rushing through…

I want to know him, I crave it. All day long while I’m working, I’m thinking of Dane, wondering if he’s awake or still sleeping, if he’s thinking of me, too. Wondering what thoughts flicker behind those amber eyes when he looks at me a certain kind of way…

It’s not like me to fall hard like this; I never did before. Jude was my focus. And now I may be falling for the worst possible person, but it’s not a choice—every time Dane touches me, it’s like a food that only makes you hungrier the more you eat. It’s maddening and intoxicating, and I don’t want it to stop.

He pulls my shirt over my head and ravages my breasts, pressing his hand into my back to arch my spine and tilt my tits up directly into his mouth. His stubble rasps against my tender flesh while his warm, wet tongue laps at my nipples. He can fit almost my entire breast in his mouth, and he sucks hard while kneading and squeezing the other side in his hand.

Gently, gently, he tugs on my piercing, sliding the circlet of silver back and forth through my tight, throbbing nipple. A wave washes far up the shore, hitting my feet with cold foam while his hot mouth makes my blood bubble like soda pop.

The light is fading fast. Dane’s pale flesh is luminescent against the black sand and the deep twilit sky. I don’t know if there’s anyone else on the beach, and I don’t care. Nothing seems to exist beyond his warmth and his breath and his hands all over me.

He moves down my body from my breasts to my belly, licking and kissing, making all of me warm.

My jeans are wet and sticking to me—he only gets them halfway down before burying his face between my thighs. He takes a deep breath, pressing his nose against my pussy and inhaling, eyes closed, filling his lungs.

“That makes my mouth water…”

He licks me with his tongue, and his mouth is more than watering, it’s warm and melting like butter and all of me is melting, too, sinking into the heat and softness of Dane that feels otherworldly against the cold grit of sand and the biting waves hitting our bare feet.

My ankles are bound by my jeans behind his back, my thighs shaking around his ears. He lifts my hips in his hands and licks my pussy like a dinner plate, like he’ll never get enough to eat.

He watches my face, those golden eyes glimmering in the dark, his eyebrows dark and wicked. I’ve never had my pussy eaten by someone so good-looking—every time I glance down at him, it makes me shiver.

His mouth makes me moan, and his hands on my skin…I knew from the first time he touched me those hands would be trouble. He already knows my body like he studied it in a textbook.

He spreads my pussy lips with his thumb and forefinger, eyes alight with fiendish triumph when he sees the piercing through my clit.

“I’ve been waiting for this…”

He teases his tongue against the stud, flicking lightly until my legs shake. Then closes his lips around my clit and gently sucks while my eyes roll back and my toes point, and the clouds overhead crackle with purple lightning.

I come and I come, both my hands thrust in his hair, humping against his face like an animal. Thank god the wind has picked up because I’m making sounds so wild that I need a storm to drown them.

I kick off my jeans and straddle Dane’s face from the opposite direction so I can undo his pants. His cock springs out like a white cobra, thick with veins.

“Holy shit!”

Dane laughs.

“It’s huge,” I say defensively. “I was surprised.”

“You were surprised?” I can’t see Dane’s expression since I’m face-to-face with his cock, but there’s something in his tone I don’t quite understand.

He’s obviously not bothered because he buries his face in my pussy again, making me yelp and grab hold of his cock for support. It’s so thick my fingers can’t close all the way around it. I can barely fit it in my mouth.

The head of his cock is heavy and warm and slightly salty from the seawater. I pull it down instead of up so I can get a better angle, and Dane lets out a groan that sends shivers from my scalp down my spine.

I grip the base of his cock and bob my head up and down as far as it can go, which isn’t very far—his cock rams into the back of my throat before my lips get anywhere close to my fingers.

Meanwhile, his tongue delves inside me, his hands locked so tight on my hips, there’s no wiggling, let alone escaping.

It’s like no sixty-nine I’ve known because I’m halfway choking as I come, his wet mouth devouring my pussy, his cock gagging my throat. In the strangest way, the slight strangulation is what makes it feel so good, all the blood rushing to my brain and staying there.

Lightning cracks and the rain crashes down, lashing our bare skin. My body’s so hot even the rain is orgasmic, the shivers of cold and the shivers from coming running up and down my limbs in indistinguishable waves.

I spread my legs, sinking down on Dane’s mouth, knees digging in the sand as I fuck against his tongue. I gag myself on his cock again and again, the thick saliva from my throat coating the head until it slips an inch deeper…

Dane moans directly into my pussy, smothered by my weight. His hips buck upward, and he drives deep into my throat, letting out a roar that vibrates through my body. I pull back slightly, and he bursts on my tongue, pulse after pulse of thick, creamy come, so much that it overflows my mouth and runs down his shaft, dripping pale pearls on the black sand.

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