Page 27 of Lost At Sea With A Billionaire

“Aaaaaaaah!Jonathan!”

His arms tightened around my waist, halting my escape and crashing my pussy back to the base of his dick.

“Ah!Shiiiit!”I screamed.

“Where do you think you’re going?”he growled at me.

With as loud as the waterfall was, it didn’t stop his deep drawl from pulling my attention and making me shiver.

“I… I!Ooooooh,” I moaned and bucked, and he held me tight, bucking against my pushing, surging and stroking me deep.

“Fuck!Fuck, fuck!”he cursed.“You’re so damn warm and wet.Shit!”

The water sloshed as we banged together repeatedly.I grew steadier with his rhythm, adding to his beat by bucking back against him.

“Oooooou….”

Jonathan’s tongue slipped back in my mouth and heat swirled around us, tingles cascaded against our skin, and I was drowned in his pleasure.

As if trusting I wouldn’t try to run again, he unclenched his arms from my waist and gripped my ass, spreading my cheeks wide then banging me back and forth.

“Shit!”

“Fuck!”

“Jonathan!”

“Janet…”

My hip bucks sped up and I kissed down his jaw and bit into the column of his throat.

“Grrrrghhh…”

He returned the favor, biting my shoulder across my collarbone, sinking his teeth into my neck and fucking me harder with each stroke.

“Oh, fuck, fuck!”

I didn’t want him to stop.Never wanted him to let up and wondered for a second why I waited so long to get a piece of him.But now that we were here, I knew I wanted this over and over, and damn it, nothing or no one would stop me from having him if not him.

“Ooou shit, I can fuck you into the night,” he said.

I panted, closing my legs around him at the ankles.“You promise?”

He bounced me faster, harder, his grips branding my skin with his fingerprints.

“Hell yes,” he moaned.

Jonathan’s mouth dropped to my breasts, and he sucked in one nipple, then the other, flipping his tongue and inhaling my areolas without missing a stroking beat.

I was drenched in desire, drowned in euphoria, and suddenly hoping we could stay like this for as long as possible.

The sun was loweringin the sky, signaling we should head back to our camp soon.

Back in our damp clothes, Jonathan’s expression was more relaxed than I’d ever seen; the perpetual furrow between his brows smoothed away.

“We should head back,” he said reluctantly.“But we’re definitely coming back here tomorrow.”

I grinned.“Is that an order, Mr.Black?”

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