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I can’t fucking stand it anymore.
It’s too much sensation, the sand and the waves, the night breeze and the burn of her skin, the taste of her and the desire flaming through me to leave nothing but ashes behind.
I feel like I’m dying and coming back to life.
I don’t know.
I don’t care—
I just need her.
So I plunge deeper into her mouth, chasing every taste of her, then pull back as I feather one hand down over her smooth stomach and find the line of her panties. When my fingers brush between her legs, I know it’s not just the ocean water leaving her soaked.
“Elle,” I whisper, almost begging.
Begging her to let me off my leash.
Her eyes slip open.
She’s intensely beautiful beneath the starlight, disheveled against the sand, this wild creature of the night.
No one’s ever looked at me with her softness before.
Like she sees past my issues, past my rough edges, and she’d pull them in and dull their sharpness until I can’t hurt her anymore.
She curls her fingers against the back of my neck, making me shudder with her delicate touch stroking against my skin.
“Please,” she whispers. “Even if it’s the only time ...”
It can’t be.
I won’t let it be.
But I can’t make that promise in stone either.
I can only steal the plea from her lips in another fierce kiss.
I can only glide my palm down her thigh, pulling it against me, spreading her open.
I can only slip her panties aside, rip my slacks open, fit flesh to flesh.
As she inhales, tensing, holding herself against me with her mouth liquid and her flesh squeezing the head of my cock, I do it.
I surge.
It feels like I’m one with the waves as I thrust deep inside her, needing her so much that I can’t wait.
Can’t hold back.
Can’t build up to it.
Can’t go slow.
Not when I need to feel her wrapped around every inch of me, taking me in, taking me home.
Elle cries against my lips, clutching me tighter, digging her nails in my neck. I let out a growl as I pull her into me, moving her body, drawing her into my rhythm.
The rhythm of the tide and the stars spinning overhead, the rhythm of my beating heart, the rhythm of desire.
