she really going to—
“Told you I’d beat you!” he hollered, and splashed into the brine.
She gazed at his bare buttocks, clearly visible in the light of the moon, and decided to hell with it, and started shedding her top and shorts.
“The water’s—” He dove beneath the waves and came up splashing and hollering. “Damn, it’s cold!”
That didn’t deter her, however, and before she had the chance to reconsider, she’d joined him in the water. He was right. The water was pretty chilly. She didn’t mind, and jumped headfirst into a rolling wave. When she came up, his hands were on her. He lifted her up as she wiped the salty water from her face, and eyed her with such hunger that it made her giddy with heat. The next moment, his mouth had found hers, and she clung to him like a drowning victim. Her breasts mashed against his hard chest, their tongues colliding and searching—eagerly, hungrily.
“Perhaps we shouldn’t,” she breathed weakly when they momentarily parted. But then she couldn’t even remember why this was a bad idea to begin with, and she threw herself into their embrace with even more passion. His tongue traced the outline of her lips, then darted into her mouth once more, dancing with hers in a wild and crazy dance, and he gripped her so close she thought she would stop breathing. She’d wanted this so much—had yearned for this moment for days now, and when he finally carried her out of the surf and gently laid her down on the sandy beach, it was all she could do not to beg him to take her right then and there.
Ever the gentleman, he merely ravished her body with his strong hands, feeling his way to her chest and palming her soft breasts with his strong hands, letting them lead the way for his mouth. When he sucked in her nipples, she arched her back at the sensation rushing through her, and moaned with pleasure. Sliding a hand beneath the small of her back, her lifted her up as he trailed his lips down along her belly, lingering at her belly button before kissing his way between her thighs.
The fire that had been burning inside her flared up as his lips found the center of her being and clung to her, sending ripples of bliss up her spine. She clawed her fingers through his short, curly hair as he explored every inch of her, concentrating on the flower of flesh at her core.
“Oh, God,” she mewled as his steady caress sent her soaring. She pulled him toward her, then, wanting to look into his eyes again. His handsome face was a mask of pure lust as he turned to her, his lips wet and wanting more. She opened her legs invitingly, wanting him inside her, plumbing her depths.
As he reared up, she watched his hard length twitch. Then, before she had even uttered her wish, he was entering her, burrowing into her flesh. Inch by inch, he plunged in deeper between her wet folds, until she’d swallowed all of him, swallowed his entire towering girth.
“Oh, yes,” she cried when he moved inside, rocking her sex with his. “Oh, Josh.”
“Chloe,” he growled, his hard body pinning her beneath him onto the sand as he moved faster. “I’ve wanted this so much, honey. It was driving me crazy not to have you.”
“Me, too. I couldn’t bear to be without you one more night.”
He thrust gently into her, and they moved in sync, lovers at last. She touched his hard chest, his burly arms, his broad shoulders, his gorgeous face, wanting to feel him moving against her, wanting all of him. She closed her eyes as she felt him stir deeply inside her, touching her deepest core, and she yelped as the first tremors took possession of her.
His mouth was everywhere, as were his hands. Her mouth, her neck, her breasts… And all the while he kept moving that ravishing length of his into her womanhood. She cried out when she came, and moments later, so did he. Panting, they lay together for the longest time, kissing and hugging and whispering terms of endearment into each other’s ears.
And
“Told you I’d beat you!” he hollered, and splashed into the brine.
She gazed at his bare buttocks, clearly visible in the light of the moon, and decided to hell with it, and started shedding her top and shorts.
“The water’s—” He dove beneath the waves and came up splashing and hollering. “Damn, it’s cold!”
That didn’t deter her, however, and before she had the chance to reconsider, she’d joined him in the water. He was right. The water was pretty chilly. She didn’t mind, and jumped headfirst into a rolling wave. When she came up, his hands were on her. He lifted her up as she wiped the salty water from her face, and eyed her with such hunger that it made her giddy with heat. The next moment, his mouth had found hers, and she clung to him like a drowning victim. Her breasts mashed against his hard chest, their tongues colliding and searching—eagerly, hungrily.
“Perhaps we shouldn’t,” she breathed weakly when they momentarily parted. But then she couldn’t even remember why this was a bad idea to begin with, and she threw herself into their embrace with even more passion. His tongue traced the outline of her lips, then darted into her mouth once more, dancing with hers in a wild and crazy dance, and he gripped her so close she thought she would stop breathing. She’d wanted this so much—had yearned for this moment for days now, and when he finally carried her out of the surf and gently laid her down on the sandy beach, it was all she could do not to beg him to take her right then and there.
Ever the gentleman, he merely ravished her body with his strong hands, feeling his way to her chest and palming her soft breasts with his strong hands, letting them lead the way for his mouth. When he sucked in her nipples, she arched her back at the sensation rushing through her, and moaned with pleasure. Sliding a hand beneath the small of her back, her lifted her up as he trailed his lips down along her belly, lingering at her belly button before kissing his way between her thighs.
The fire that had been burning inside her flared up as his lips found the center of her being and clung to her, sending ripples of bliss up her spine. She clawed her fingers through his short, curly hair as he explored every inch of her, concentrating on the flower of flesh at her core.
“Oh, God,” she mewled as his steady caress sent her soaring. She pulled him toward her, then, wanting to look into his eyes again. His handsome face was a mask of pure lust as he turned to her, his lips wet and wanting more. She opened her legs invitingly, wanting him inside her, plumbing her depths.
As he reared up, she watched his hard length twitch. Then, before she had even uttered her wish, he was entering her, burrowing into her flesh. Inch by inch, he plunged in deeper between her wet folds, until she’d swallowed all of him, swallowed his entire towering girth.
“Oh, yes,” she cried when he moved inside, rocking her sex with his. “Oh, Josh.”
“Chloe,” he growled, his hard body pinning her beneath him onto the sand as he moved faster. “I’ve wanted this so much, honey. It was driving me crazy not to have you.”
“Me, too. I couldn’t bear to be without you one more night.”
He thrust gently into her, and they moved in sync, lovers at last. She touched his hard chest, his burly arms, his broad shoulders, his gorgeous face, wanting to feel him moving against her, wanting all of him. She closed her eyes as she felt him stir deeply inside her, touching her deepest core, and she yelped as the first tremors took possession of her.
His mouth was everywhere, as were his hands. Her mouth, her neck, her breasts… And all the while he kept moving that ravishing length of his into her womanhood. She cried out when she came, and moments later, so did he. Panting, they lay together for the longest time, kissing and hugging and whispering terms of endearment into each other’s ears.
And
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