Page 13 of Park Avenue Princess

Her eyes open and her gaze connects with mine, giving me a look of pure satisfaction before turning mischievous. She pulls me down, crushing my chest to hers, kissing me. I’m so preoccupied with her mouth and the feel of her breasts rubbing against me that I don’t realize she’s moved until I’m now lying beneath her.

“Damn, woman,” I laugh.

She grins, nipping my mouth before roaming down my body. I tangle my hands in her hair as she paints my skin with her tongue, licking and kissing. When she reaches my shorts, she wastes no time in freeing my erection. Her warm hand wraps around me, squeezing gently while her tongue flicks the head, all while her breasts are dangling, brushing across my thighs. I barely have enough time to look down at her beautiful face when she envelops my cock in her hot mouth, making my eyes roll back in my head.

“Fuuuck,” I groan. My hands tighten in her hair and I have to tell myself to relax so I don’t hurt her. The last thing I want to do is guide or force her movements. I want her free to ravage my body as she sees fit.

Addy hums while she’s sucking me off, cupping my balls at the same time, and I know I’m seconds away from exploding. She works me over faster, drawing me deeper into her mouth, and I’m toast. A guttural sound escapes me as I spill down her throat, and damn, if she doesn’t take it all, lapping at my cock like it’s the best thing she’s tasted in her life.

Once my body stops jerking and I have the strength to open my eyes, I see her tucking my dick away before straddling my legs. She smiles at me as she then hides those marvelous breasts behind her bikini top, and I feel my face stretch with my own grin. I sit up, palm her cheeks, and kiss her senseless. I don’t care that my cum is on her tongue or that we’ve rolled around in the sand, no doubt getting it in every possible crevice of our bodies. We’re moaning into each other’s mouths, pulling closer to one another as if we’re ready for round two.

That is until we’re both startled by the sound of laughter and splashing water. The peace of our private oasis is shattered and we’re drawn back to reality. Apparently we aren’t the only ones who wanted to explore beyond the reef barrier as we spot a group of swimmers not far from shore.

Addy giggles as she moves off my lap to stand, reaching out to me. I take her hand and spring up, giving her a quick kiss before we both don our gear and head back to the main shore. We find our t-shirts and her shorts, then return the snorkeling equipment and retrieve our other personal items. We rinse, dry, and dress while exchanging glances and grins, not saying a word to break the hazy spell we seem to be under. I place my hand in hers again and walk us out to an awaiting cab, asking the driver to take us back to the marina where we’ll have lunch.

A few hours later, we’re sprinting down the hallway in the hotel where she’s staying, laughing like kids. Once inside, all I get is a brief glimpse of her room before we’re tearing at our clothes and tumbling onto the bed.

But I couldn’t care less about the amenities or the view. All I care about is spending as much time as possible with this sexy woman.

With her beneath me once again, I want to taste every millimeter of her fantastic body. My tongue travels leisurely down her neck, savoring the salty tang still on her skin. “I could spend days right here, tasting you, pleasuring you,” I murmur against her skin.

I don’t get far beyond her collarbone when she frames my face, making me look at her. “I need you to understand something,” she says ominously.

“Okay,” I draw out.

“For however long we’re here, we’ll have fun and enjoy each other, but that’s it.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“This isn’t about getting to know all about one another and exchanging information so we can have a relationship beyond this. Chances are we live on opposite sides of the country anyway.”

“I live in—”

She shakes her head, cutting off my words with hers. “I don’t want to know where you live. I don’t want to share anything personal, Guy. I only want to live in the moment.”

I rise up, balancing myself on my bent legs beside her thighs, wondering if I’m really hearing her correctly. “An affair? That’s what you want?”

“An affair would imply I’m married or involved with someone else. I’m not. That’s all you need to know.”

I huff out a strained chuckle. “This is new.”

Addy scoots back and sits. “What? That a woman wants a fling? Is it so hard to imagine that I just want to have a good time with great sex and then walk away? No hurt feelings?”

“Yeah, I guess it is. I—”

“Look, I don’t want complications or any commitments. And no, I’m not working my way through other men. I like you and I think we can have fun together. If you can’t do that, then we need to end this right now.”

I contemplate what she’s laying out. A fling. Fun and sex, nothing more. My body’s definitely on board, but why does my chest constrict a little at the thought?

“Guy,” she prods. “Yes or no.”

I quickly respond with a yes, knowing I’ll take any opportunity with her but also hoping I might somehow change her mind.

“How long are you planning on staying in Hawaii?” I ask.

She grins. “As long as I want.”

I drop down on my hands and knees, prowling toward her. “Well then, let’s not waste a moment.”

And we don’t. We spend the next several hours learning what pleasures we can unlock from one another, sharing our bodies and exploring the boundaries of sex.

But I’m not giving up on trying for more.

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