Page 12 of Park Avenue Princess

“Only way to go.” She then scans me from head to toe and back again. “Any chance you’re going to lose the shirt and get ready to go in?”

It’s my turn to whip my shirt over my head, letting it fall to the sand. I then slide into my flippers, grab my snorkel and mask, and straighten. When I look at Addy, she’s blatantly staring, checking me out, heat in those amazing green eyes of hers. I grin, expecting her to blush again and turn away, but she continues to hold my stare. I want so badly to lean toward her and kiss those luscious lips, especially when she moistens them with her tongue. I barely stifle a groan as I notice her nipples straining against the material of her skimpy top. It’s her turn to grin, knowing exactly what she’s doing to me. She pushes it even further as she bends over to slip on her flippers, all while somehow keeping her eyes locked with mine. When she comes upright, she fits her mask over her face and pops the snorkel in her mouth. Smiling around the tube, she winks and makes her way into the water. I watch her perfect ass jiggle before I’m waddling like a damn penguin, chasing after her.

We wade through the shallow water past the few gatherers until we get out to the limit of the reef. Together we dive below the surface, spew water out of our snorkels, and settle into a leisurely swim. It’s incredible, like a whole other world as the sounds from the surface subside and the pristine water provides a spectacular view of the colorful fish, sea turtles, anemones, and more. Yep, pretty much like Addy’s side. A school of little swimmers dart past, fanning us with a wave of water, and I notice Addy’s face bloom with a smile.

After spending two hours going from one side of the bay to the other, we swim through one of the channels to the outer reef and over to the area called the Witches Brew. We’re the only ones out this far, and with the shape of the island, we’re no longer in sight of the main area.

Addy heads toward the shore and rises out of the water, removing her mask and snorkel.

“With outstretched hands, before thee, Aphrodite stands.” I murmur.

Addy turns my way with a wry smile on her lovely face. “Quoting Sappho?” She laughs at the surprise clearly evident on my face. “Yes, I know the female Greek poet. Mythology was an indulgence of mine when I wasn’t studying numbers, laws, and statistics. But to be more accurate, I’m more like Amphitrite, female divinity of the sea. Or her Roman counterpart, Salacia. Aphrodite was associated with love, beauty, and everything related to sexuality.”

“I’d say that still describes you pretty damn well.” I wiggle my eyebrows at her, earning one of her carefree laughs. She removes her flippers and walks further up the shore, dropping her gear and stretching out on the sand. I follow suit, easing down by her side, leaning back on my arms. I try not to be that weirdo who just stares at the pretty girl, but I can’t help it. Addy is more than pretty, she’s gorgeous. And I’m fairly certain if she didn’t want eyes on her, she wouldn’t be out here, alone with me, in scraps of material that barely pass as a bikini. Again, I’m not complaining.

“No falling asleep,” I tease. “Wouldn’t want that delicate skin to burn.”

Addy doesn’t even flinch or open her eyes as she answers. “Just taking a breather. Besides, I’d say we both have a good base, and by tomorrow we’ll look like natives.” She chuckles.

“Hardly,” I laugh as well. “But lucky me, I tan easily and never burn.”

“Never say never.”

“Do you ever say never?”

“Never.”

I chuckle as I watch her lips quirk, and the urge to kiss her is fierce. I want to roll over and spread myself across her, capture that mouth and devour it. Then I’d work my way down her body, tasting the salty sea water coating her golden skin. I’d free those generous breasts and pay homage to them, suckling those pert nipples while kneading her perfect globes. And then—

“Those must besomethoughts running through your mind.”

Her comment has me tearing my gaze away from her chest in order to look her in the eye. She grins as she rolls to her side, propping her head up on her bent arm. Looking down at my crotch then back to my face, her smile turns seductive.

I have to clear my throat to find my voice. “Why do you say that?”

As if she doesn’t already know. The bulge in my shorts makes it pretty damn clear the direction of my thoughts.

“Do you always get aroused basking in the sun after swimming?” There’s a glint in her eye as she boldly reaches out to palm my dick through my shorts and I can’t keep my body from jerking. “Or are you thinking wicked thoughts about me?” She applies more pressure with a slight upward motion and a groan rumbles forth. I cover her hand with mine, stilling her movement.

“I think this tells you exactly what’s running through my mind.” My voice is thick, strained. I guide her hand over my erection, applying more pressure as I push my hips forward.

Addy leans in until her mouth hovers over mine. “Why don’t you show me?”

As if she struck the match, I ignite. My mouth captures hers as I roll over, pressing her back onto the sand while I brace myself above her on one hand and a knee. While I kiss her, rough and wild, I take both of her hands in one of mine and lift her arms, pinning them over her head. She kisses me just as fiercely while lifting her pelvis to grind against mine. We both moan, never breaking the kiss as I cover a breast, squeezing then pinching the nipple through the material, earning a gasp.

As much as I’m enjoying ravaging her mouth, I’m eager for more, so I move aside the triangle of her top to expose her breast and latch on to that pert little bud. She moans long and deep as she lifts her body, arching her back. After giving plenty of attention to one side, I move to the other breast, licking and sucking until Addy is writhing beneath me. As I let go of her hands, she threads her fingers into my hair while lifting her pelvis to rub against me. Damn, the friction feels amazing and has me ready to spill inside my shorts when I’d rather be spilling inside her lush body. Even though we’re isolated, it’s broad daylight and I don’t know how far she’s willing to go. Or me, for that matter.

Who the hell am I kidding!If she commanded me to get naked and fuck her, I’d gladly follow any order she gave me.

“I need your hand on my pussy,” she rasps. “I need you to make me come.”

Guess that answers that.

I look at her and see her eyes cloud with desire as she begs. “Please, Guy.” I smile as I hold her stare while skimming my hand down her abdomen to tease the edge of her bikini bottom. She thrusts upward, seeking more contact, and I trail my fingers across her warm skin before slipping beneath the material. I slide my fingers through her folds and they’re instantly drenched in her juices.

“Fuck, Addy, you’re so damn wet.” She only moans in agreement as I lower my mouth to kiss her belly while I tease her pussy. A tender pass across her swollen clit has her gasping and once again arching, pushing her pelvis harder into my hand. “Easy,” I whisper against her skin as I continue to stroke her. After a few more passes over that sensitive bundle, I feel it swell even more, pulsing, ready to explode. I end her torture—which only heightens mine—slipping one finger then two inside her while thumbing her clit.

Addy cries out as I increase the pressure, finger-fucking her and sending her into a glorious orgasm. Her hands clutch my shoulders as her body trembles and her channel tightens around my fingers. I watch her body convulse beneath me as her clit continues to pulse, and damn does she feel good beneath my touch. She looks sexy as fuck and I wish my aching cock was buried inside her.

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