her hand in his.
They walked along the beach. Refreshing gusts of cool sea
air blew away the heat of the day. When he turned onto the street and headed
for town, she asked again, “Where are you taking me?”
“I need to make a phone call.”
“There’s a phone in our room.”
He turned a corner into a dark alley. Music wafted from the
Cabo Wabo bar down the block. Vines grew up a trellis and obscured them from
the main street. Kane pressed her back against the hard stucco wall. Her
shoulders were bare and they scratched against the building. His body pressed
tight to hers. His hard cock pressed tightly between them. She gasped and
pushed forward to feel him more keenly.
He moved her hair to one side and ran his tongue down the
side of her neck while his hands slid down her waist and he undid the button of
her shorts in one quick move. Her entire body was on fire. He couldn’t intend
to fuck her in the street. People were walking past the alley every few seconds
to go to the busy bars and restaurants. She rose on her tiptoes and his shaft
rubbed low against her abdomen.
Kane thrust his knee between her legs. She moaned loudly as
her bathing suit abraded her clit. “Kane?”
“Do you still want me, Lena?”
Was he nuts? What kind of telepath was he? “I want you.”
“Here?” He pressed his knee against her pussy again and slid
his hand down into her shorts and suit bottom. He squeezed her ass and let his
fingers slide between her ass cheeks.
“Everywhere. Anywhere.” She didn’t know which one she meant
at that point. Maybe she meant them both. Her body cried for more of him.
He covered her mouth with his, thrusting his tongue inside
and devouring her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and shoulders, then
pulled herself up so that her pubic bone rubbed his cock, before lowering back
down and letting her pussy grind against his thigh.
The rumble in his chest told her he wanted her too. His hand
slid over her hip and between her legs. Pushing inside her shorts and suit, he
spread her juices over her clit while rubbing back and forth.
His kisses drowned out her gasps and cries. He rubbed
harder, dipped his finger in her slit and rubbed her clit again. A woman
laughed loudly just on the other side of the leafy trellis that hid them. A
man’s voice followed, but the words were obscured by the blood rushing through
her ears.
Every muscle tightened and her body shuddered. She tightened
her grip on his neck, pulling their bodies tight, and let go of the orgasm that
crashed down on her.
Kane’s kisses softened. He pulled her bottom lip between his
and then did the same with her top one. His fingers slid from her wetness and
he sucked them into his mouth, giving them both a taste of her. Lena moaned
again. Her pussy already yearned for more. She wanted his cock buried deep
inside her. She would have let him fuck her right there in the street. In fact,
the proximity of so many people had turned her on. She had never been one for
public displays, but the idea that at any moment they could be discovered was
thrilling.
“I can’t risk using the phone in the room. I need a
payphone.” He answered the question which she’d almost forgotten she’d asked.
She pressed her cheek to his chest and breathed in his
spicy, warm scent. Her arms curled around his back and she pulled his ass tight
to her. Feeling how hard he still was, it was nearly torture when he pulled
away.
His smile was light, but she could see the intensity of his
desire in his eyes. “You can take care of that later. Let’s find a phone and
get a drink.”
Lena took a breath, buttoned her shorts, made sure her
bikini top was still in place and took his hand before they walked out onto the
street. Dozens of people were walking in pairs and groups. It was a busy night
for partying in Cabo San Lucas. They walked for a block and found a payphone.
She stayed close listening.
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