Page 69 of Where You Left Me

“So, so bad,” I murmur while I tighten my grip and he groans.

My pussy aches with a deep need to be touched. To be satisfied. Feeling frantic, I drag the tip of his dick against my slick entrance and my eyes flutter shut for a moment.

“You’re a greedy little brat, aren’t you?”

I can’t resist the mischievous grin that pulls at my lips.

“Not so fast. I want to take my time with you,” he rasps.

My lower lip pops out in a pout.

“Don’t worry, Peaches, I’m gonna take you out in the middle of this lake and stuff that perfectly tight pussy with my cock and fuck you till you’re raw and satisfied.”

He reaches a hand around the back of my neck and gives it a firm squeeze which sucks the air from my throat momentarily. He hauls my mouth to his and I surrender willingly. My lips glide over his while my tongue hungrily flicks inside his mouth.

His hand slides from the back of my throat to the front and he pushes pressure from his fingers against my skin. My eyes widen. It’s possessive and hot as if he’s claiming me. Tiny black spots dot my vision and I feel the gush of intoxication between my thighs.

He can have me.

The sun hasn’t even set yet and I can only imagine what we look like if someone were to see us. The two of us standing at the shoreline naked, the water lapping over our feet while my hand caresses his dick and his is clutched to my throat.

“Jones,” the word strains against my taut throat.

He loosens his grip slightly and I swallow. He brings his free hand to my breast and brushes the pad of his thumb against my nipple, and I hiss.

“Jones,” I try again, still muffled. “You can have me. Own me. Claim me.”

His eyes darken. They’re challenging. But I’m not trying to be submissive in the moment. I mean it. I’m declaring it for him to not only hear but believe. I’ve never wanted to be anyone else’s.

“Prove it,” he grunts.

Releasing my throat, he drags his hand down to fondle my tits some more while I attempt to grapple at his meaning of the command,prove it.

“Get on your knees for me, Peaches,” he finally instructs.

A twinge of shyness mixed with excitement swirls through me and causes me to stall.

“Here?” the word chokes out.

“You did say I could have you, didn’t you?”

I did say that. And I did mean it. But here, at the lake, when the sun hasn’t even set makes me feel exposed.

I nod as a lump slides up my throat and I glance over my shoulder toward the beach and the parking lot.

Jones sets a finger to my cheek and forces me to look back at him. “Eyes on me,” he snaps. “I want you focused on me when I fuck that beautiful mouth and fill your throat with my cum.” His blue-grey eyes are dark carnal. “Now, get on your knees.”

This time, I don’t hesitate. I drop to my knees slowly. The sand bites at my bare skin and when a small wave hits my legs, shocking me with the icy water, I suck in a shrill breath.

Pushing back the distractions, I waste no time in getting started. How can I when his impressive erection is right in front of me waiting to be admired and satisfied. When I grip his cock and take him into my mouth, my brain trips up on how big he is. He’s instantly aroused, fisting his hand in my hair. He nudges my head closer to him so I can take him in even further.

His cock reaches so far, I almost gag. I close my mouth around him and push my tongue against his tip and he releases a groan. Jones thrusts his hips into me, and his length slides between my lips before he dives down my throat even deeper.

But as my eyes water, I don’t want him to stop. He feels so good. By the sounds of his guttural moans, it feels good to him too. I keep one hand at the base of him while the other clutcheshis butt. All I can do is anchor myself to him, stay in this moment, and devour him.

Neither of us break eye contact the entire time. Not when mine are tearing and when his are dark and glazing over. It doesn’t take long before his dick throbs and surges in my mouth. There’s nothing left to do but open my throat and let his cum fill me to the brim.

Jones combs my hair with his fingers and gazes at me with adoration rather than lust. It sends a chill shooting through my entire body. I pull back, popping off his tip and causing him to exhale a shaky breath.

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