Page 44 of The Upgrade

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We’re backin my room in ten minutes, which might be a personal record. Thank God for the resort’s all-inclusive meal plan. No need to waste time flagging down servers or settling the check. Just a quick discussion on our sprint to The Villa ensuring we’re sober enough to consent.

As I reach for the light, Kit slides a hand to my waist. “Wait.” His breath warms the back of my neck. “Leave it off.”

“Okay.” When he’s growly like this, I’ll do whatever he asks.

It’s the reason I booked him tonight. That, and the way he’s kissing the back of my ear. This man knows my body, which buttons to push. Kit’s a quick learner, and between last week’s tryst and today’s massage, he’s got my blood simmering in seconds.

“It’s a nice night,” he murmurs, walking me toward the sliding glass door. “Don’t you want to admire the sea?”

“I, um—” I start to say that I’d rather admire his cock, but the press of it at the small of my back propels me toward the door. “Yes,” I breathe, as he shoves open the slider.

Warm ocean air caresses my shoulders and legs. Kit’s big hands glide over my arms and it feels like a threesome with nature. The lick of the breeze, the scrape of Kit’s teeth on the back of my neck. The sharp brine of sea air and the scent of his skin. The taste of our shared chocolate soufflé as he spins me around for a kiss.

“You’re delicious,” he says, and I giggle. He smothers it with his lips, kissing me hard and deep as he backs me up against the balcony rail.

The kiss leaves me breathless, and so does the roar of the waves. It’s like feeling an ocean churning inside me, with Kit’s tongue lashing mine.

His hands find their way to the hem of my dress and he hikes it up slowly. “Eve,” he says again, palming my ass. “You’re bare under here.”

With an innocent blink, I lift my eyes. “I always do what I’m told.”

That’s not even a little bit true, but maybe it is with him.

Moonlight sparks in his eyes. “In that case, turn around.”

Biting my lip, I spin so I’m facing the ocean. There’s a faint golden glow where the sun dipped down under the waves. Other than that, the sky drapes dark velvet over the sea. Three tiny fishing boats twinkle and bob on black water. On the shore where the waves lap soft sand, moonlight sparkles on wafer-thin waves.

“Beautiful,” I breathe as Kit begins kissing the back of my neck.

“Yes.” His mouth trails the curve of my shoulder, fingers sliding my dress down as he goes. “You are.”

My light-yellow sundress slides down my body like a waterfall. It puddles at my feet and I kick it aside, thrilled to stand naked in moonlight. The screens that shielded us during my massage have been stored for the night. Can anyone see us up here?

Or maybe the question is whether I mind.

I don’t.

I want to be seen as Kit kisses his way down my body. “You have the softest skin,” he breathes into the small of my back. “Jesus, this ass.”

Marking his point, he sinks his teeth into my right cheek. I yelp then gasp as his tongue soothes the bite mark. I try to reach back, to thread my fingers through his hair or draw him to his feet.

“Hands on the rail.” The steel in his voice spurs me to obey.

“Yes, sir.”

Kit chuckles then nips my left cheek. “Fuck,” he growls, placing a hand on each cheek. “I can’t get enough of this ass.”

Spreading me open, he licks his way over my tailbone. Notthere—not yet—but enough that I white-knuckle the rail.

With a growl, Kit glides his tongue through my sopping wet slit. “I could eat this pussy for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.”

“Gah,” I manage, as his tongue swirls my clit. “Kit.”

His response is a muffled moan that vibrates my swollen lips. He sucks on my clit, then dives down to fuck me with his tongue. Do they have cunnilingus tryouts at Crystal Bliss? I wouldn’t mind signing up as a test subject. Only Kit has ever devoured me with such gusto. He’s licking and sucking, plunging his tongue deep inside me.

My knees start to buckle and the rail in my palms is the only thing keeping me upright. “Please,” I pant, squeezing my eyes shut. “Oh, please.”

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