Page 38 of Lust & Lollipops

My cheeks flushed.

Wetness gathered between my thighs.

“Doesn’t exactly sound sexy,” I lied.

“Maybe you’d have more fun if I set you down on this rock, stripped you bare, and buried my face between those pretty little thighs so I could taste your pleasure.” His thumb dragged slowly over my hip.

I arched against his erection, just a little bit. Neither of us had ever mentioned it, but his desire for me had been clear every time we were on the beach like that.

“Still not very convincing,” I said, my chest rising and falling a little faster.

He leaned his head down until his lips brushed the shell of my ear. I tilted to the side a little, giving him more access, and he lifted a hand to the back of my neck. His thumb brushed the side of it lightly, making me shiver.

“You’d rather I just cut this tiny bikini off your body and fuck you hard on this sand until we come together, wouldn’t you, Lollipop? You want my release inside you, telling every man on this island that you’re mine.”

I was breathing so fast I was panting.

My breasts pressed hard against his chest with every rough inhale.

He undid the button on my shorts with one hand, easing them down my thighs. They’d gotten looser with every day we survived on nothing but fish.

When they hit the sand, he opened my thighs wider and set me up over the erection straining against his shorts.

I took an unsteady breath in at the delicious pressure of him.

My eyes fluttered closed.

My head tipped back.

His teeth caught my earlobe and tugged lightly.

“Use me, Lolli,” he murmured.

It was the sexiest thing anyone had ever said to me.

My hips moved slowly, then faster, as I ground myself against him. He kneaded my ass slowly as I got myself closer and closer to the edge.

His cock felt huge, and his heat made me want more of him pressed against me.

Not just against me, either.

I wanted him inside me.

Filling me.

Making me his.

Bringing him pleasure too.

Making me hot in every way there was, as?—

He pressed his lips to mine, swallowing my cries of pleasure as I found the release I’d been seeking. My channel clenched around nothing, but the climax was still fierce.

He dragged his tongue over my top lip before he let my mouth go. “You’re fucking gorgeous.”

I leaned against him, my forehead on his cheek as I pressed my chest to his just a little tighter. “That was so good.”

“Better than your vibrator, huh?”

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