His gaze was on me as I stripped, his attention hot and heavy. “Beautiful.” I wasn’t sure if he was using the nickname or just complimenting me. Either way, it made me blush.
I looked down at my swimsuit, and realized the muddy water had leaked through to it too.
My gaze lifted to Kyle’s, and my body burned when I saw his fist wrapped around his cock.
My hands went around my back, and I tugged on the bow until it came undone.
His chest rumbled, and he stroked his cock slowly.
I pushed the bottoms down my thighs, and stepped out of them.
He growled. “Come here.”
I stepped up to him, and he wrapped one arm around my ass before hauling me up off my feet.
My back hit the wooden wall, but thankfully, it remained planted where it was without shaking too much.
“Turn off the cameras,” Kyle said, raising his voice.
Jordan sighed loudly.
“Get everyone out of here, too.”
My guard’s grumble made me bite my lip. “Kyle…”
“Yeah, Beautiful?” He dragged the tip of his cock over my clit, and whatever I’d been thinking died instantly.
“Never mind.”
He teased me with the head of his erection again, and my head tipped back, my eyes closing. I could hear people leaving around us, but with him touching me like that, I didn’t care.
Not even a little.
“You remembered who you belong to you on those rewards, right?” he asked, his voice low.
“Always.” My whisper earned another stroke of his cock against me, and I moaned.
He lifted me a little higher. “Did anyone touch you?”
“Of course not.”
He worked me again.
“Did they make you laugh, or smile?”
“No.”
And again.
And again.
“I need you,” I said, the words coming out as a plea.
“What did I say about asking, Beautiful?”
My body may as well have caught fire, I was so hot. “Give me your cock, Kyle.”
“That’s my girl.” He lined himself up with my entrance, and filled me slowly.