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Could almost make out the dusty pink of those tightened little buds. Moreover, each time I glanced down, my mouth watered. I wanted to taste, lick…bite each tender peak while her pussy stretched around my length.
Her reaction told me my perusal wasn’t as slick as I thought it was behind my sunglasses.
“See something you like?” That sweet little tone of hers did things to me. Made me throb, and I had to reach down and adjust myself—squeeze my cock to find a small hint of relief.
“More like someone I want to eat.” She blushed but remained quiet. Instead, her stomach answered, further causing the red on her cheeks to bloom. “However, I need to get your sexy ass fed and then wet.”
“Wet?” Even mid blush, she raised that perfectly sculpted brow.
“Get your mind out of the gutter.” We stopped at a four-way and I turned to face her, wanting to gauge her reaction. “Food. Beach. Pier.”
“That’s it?”
“Like old times.” I lied through my teeth. Touching her while the waves crashed around us was all I wanted. To feel her come around my fingers once more. Maybe my cock.
“Sure. I guess.” Reaching for the radio, she pressed a few buttons and settled on a multicultural station. A fusion of Spanish and English—island beats mixed with club bangers. “Could be fun?”
“What’re you trying to say, babe?”
“You don’t see the humor in this?” She shook her head, but I saw the small upward curve of her lip.
“Share with the class.” Pulling into a small dinner down the road from the pier, I turned to face her.
“Keeping me wet the old-fashioned way?” Those luscious lips curled up into a sinful smirk, eyes alight with amusement. “Need to rely on the ocean to help you.” Coquettish little thing.
“Do you want me to answer that, sweetheart? Need proof.” Taking a hand off the wheel, I placed it on her tanned leg and squeezed. Let my finger skim the area of her inner thigh, relished in the way her leg muscles tightened beneath my palm.
“No.” It came out shaky, and I bit my lip hard to control my own grin. “No need.”
“Thought so.”
“The water looks so good,” Bailey moaned, shimmying out of her small denim shorts. “Smells so good too.”
“It’s beautiful,” I said, but it was more of an afterthought since I was busy watching her strip. I enjoyed every second of her teasing; the way she pulled her halter top up and off leaving her in a tiny, itty-bitty bikini.
It was white with thin blue stripes in a nautical pattern. It had ruffles.
Motherfucking ruffles.
These small little pieces of fabric that highlighted the area beneath her breasts and the swell of her backside.
“Son of a bitch,” I groaned low, having to readjust myself for the eighth time today. My poor cock ached—throbbed within the thin confines of my board shorts.
Not that she cared.
Not at all.
Bailey all but ignored me while tossing her clothing aside somewhere beside my own, and then bent at the waist. That luscious ass swayed from side to side while she dug through her tote bag without concern for her well-being or my own.
Had I known she’d changed into this inside the diner’s bathroom, I would’ve followed her inside. Ate that pretty pussy before walking out with her sweet taste lingering on my tongue.
“Did you say something?” she called out a few minutes later, jumping to her feet with a small bottle of lotion in her hand.
This woman should be labeled illegal.
A cock destroyer.
Bailey arched her back, face tipped up toward the sun. Fuck, she looked good. All curves and sun-kissed skin; she had a tight little body I wanted to corrupt.
