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“You. Only you.”
“Fuck, baby girl,” I growl, slamming back inside her tight cunt. She’s gripping me, nearly choking my cock while goose bumps break out across her sun-kissed skin—while sweat and water drip down each muscled plane of my body as I fuck an imprint of my girth into her walls.
This perfect girl is my fantasy come to life. A distraction Iwelcome and crave; God himself couldn’t pull me from tasting—chasing this piece of forbidden fruit served on a golden platter—and claiming her for myself.
She’s beautiful and delicate; no taller than five foot one with raven locks and brown eyes with just a hint of green in the irises that watch me beneath long lashes. Those hooded orbs look at me with hunger—a starving need that pushes my own desire to a near manic state. Each thrust pushes her deeper into the blanket on the sand, the salty mist of the sea cooling our heated skin.
My Venus is too sweet for an arsehole like me. But fuck us both if I’m not riding her rougher than I should. Her cherry-red lips part, but no sound follows. Her chest rises rapidly while those sinful thighs around my waist tremble.
“You feel so good, love. Too good.” At my words she cries out, her back arching and I take the invitation, wrapping my lips around her right nipple and nipping the budded flesh. It throbs against my tongue, her soft skin breaking out in goose bumps. “The perfect mixture of dirty and sweet.”
I punctuate the last word with another hard thrust, but no matter the force, she follows my lead, grinding against me. Thrust for thrust. Bathing my cock in her juices, the wetness sliding from the tip to base and then down to my balls. I can feel each drip. I smell us, and the heady scent mixed with the soft ocean breeze is intoxicating.
There’s no cooling the inferno this woman writhing against me has created.
There’s no ignoring the curves pinned beneath me. How good she feels, and I’m powerless to stop or gather a single rational thought. Not a bloody one.
But then again, this is a problem of her making from the moment our eyes met.
“You wanted this. You wanted me,” I hiss out, neck straining as another rush of wetness slides down my length. “Fuck, you dirty girl. I can feel how much you like this.”
“Please.” Lightning strikes somewhere behind us, and a light drizzle begins to fall from the sky, however, all I can give a single fuck about at this moment is her moans and the way she claws at my flesh. Trying to pull me closer. Rubbing her tits against my chest while the walls of her pussy massage my length. Motherfuck, she feels good. “Callum, I’m so close.” Her whimper sends a shiver down my spine; I close my eyes as a rough groan rumbles up my chest. “Please...I need—”
“I know.” It’s the only thing I understand at the moment. Her need to come becomes one with her need for me, and together it creates a heady feeling I revel in. “Just feel me, gorgeous. Let go.”
Those thighs cradling me tremble—tighten—and I respond with another brutal snap of my hips before pulling back just enough so the bulbous tip rests against her tight entrance. From tiny hole to clit, I rub the length up and down her pussy twice, before sinking in to the hilt. Then again, I do this until she’s angry and glaring, trying to keep me inside with the use of her legs.
Legs that now cross at the ankle at the base of my spine.
“Why are you—”
“Silence.” Her heavy-lidded eyes widen, the warm brown irises focusing on me while small tremors rock her body. Not in fear, but want. In a desperation that makes me shiver. “We’re going to play a quick game of questions, and for each honest answer I’ll give you a reward.”
“Are you insane?”
“Yes.” And just because I need to watch those eyes roll back, I grab her hands and place them over her head while my hips punch forward. For the count of thirty seconds, I fuck her harder than I should, the sound of skin slapping merging with the night, and right when her mouth opens on a silent scream, I pull out. She’s on the precipice, hanging between frustration and nirvana. “First question—”
“My father.” Her chest heaves and eyes close. “I’m here because of my father and the money the statue is worth.”
“Good girl.” Leaning down, I kiss her mouth softly while grinding down against her clit. “Second question: why you?”
Aliana’s back arches, hip fighting my hold. I’m keeping her on the edge, but not giving her what she needs. “He trained me to steal because I’m small enough to hide well.”
Her response infuriates me, but I keep my ire in check. It’s not directed at her, and she won’t pay for the arsehole’s idiocy. He’ll pay with his life. Everyone involved will bleed at her feet.
“Third: why are you doing it?”
“Because he’s threatening two people I love.”
“Thank you,” I growl out before pulling back, flipping her onto all fours, and burying myself deep. She screams at the sudden movement, but that quickly becomes a whimper when I grip her hair, curling the short strands around my fingers. Then, her arse rises higher as my other hand takes possession of her hip. I’m yanking her against me on every thrust, forcing my cock so deep she’s clawing at the blanket while her cries fill the night. “I’m here now, Aliana.”
“I trust you.”
“And I’ll live for you.” Each punishing stroke brings her closer to the edge, but my beauty needs more. A little harder, and I lower my body over her—fuck her into the blanket with the shoreline a few feet away. “Come for me.”
My hand slips between us, my cock pounding hard, but when a single digit grazes her clit, she tenses. From head to toe, she doesn’t move, her breath caught in her throat.
I pump harder, feeling the plump globes of her arse jiggle while a low whine builds. Another harsh tremor overtakes her form and I take in the goose bumps on her skin and the glistening of sweat, the way her hair sticks to the side of her face.
