“I’ve only… been like this... for you,” she pants, her eyes clamped shut and her neck bared to the darkening sky.
“And it’ll stay that way because you’re mine.” I rub circles with my palm against her clit while my fingers curve inside of her. “Now come on my fingers and prove it to me.”
She clenches around my fingers, releasing a pained cry, my name echoing in the wind. She pushes her back into my chest, whimpering as her fingertips run over the skin on my forearms, causing goose bumps to erupt.
“This wasn’t what I planned when I suggested a skinny dip,” she says, soft and pliant as she twists in my arms and pulls my lips to hers.
“No?” I ask. My mouth explores hers with wet, indulgent kisses as my fingertips ride up her back.
“No.” She exhales and keeps nipping at my lips. I love making her come. I love anytime I’m inside of her, but these soft moments in between, where my hands lazily explore her and I soak up every kiss, feel just as profound. Just as vulnerable. And they make my heart beat with the same fierce excitement as any other time I’m with her. “I wanted to seduceyou.”
“You don’t need to seduce me, baby.” I laugh. “I’ll willingly bend to your command.”
She laughs against my lips and drags a hand down my chest and along my abs, pushing against my stomach, forcing me a fewsteps back. When the water hits just below my knees, she stops, then pulls on my hand, guiding me to sit in the cool water. It puts me almost eye level with her swollen pussy and I pump my eyebrows at her.
“I like where this is going.”
She steps over my legs and begins to lower down to straddle me, resting her hands on my shoulders. My cock is nestled hard up against her bare pussy.
“Ireallylike where this is going.”
Chapter thirty-eight
My sensitive pussy throbs against Caleb’s hard cock. I grind and roll my hips over him, wanting to make him feel as good as he so effortlessly makes me.
He leans one hand back in the water to hold himself up, while the other is at the small of my back, pulling me harder against his length. His eyes are dazed, hooded with lust, and his jaw hangs open. It’s a sight that has me heating all over, fuelling my need for him, even though he already made me come just moments ago.
Keeping my gaze on him, I rise onto my knees and graze my pussy up his cock, aiming for the tip. I stop when I feel him poised at my entrance, then slowly lower back down, taking him inside me.
His hand clenches on my back, and his eyes squeeze shut for a moment. I feel a shiver rattle his body as I sink to the hilt.
We haven’t done this position, where I’m on top of him, taking control. It takes me back to the other night at my beach when I was on my knees for him. Watching him come undone from my touch was empowering. I like making him feel good. I like knowing how much my presence, my touch, can affect him.The same as he does to me.
I roll my hips, taking his cock slow and deep. My hands on Caleb’s neck fiddle with his chain before tangling in the ends of his hair, making him groan.
With a renewed sense of possession, I pick up speed, flicking my hips as I grind down.
“Fuck me, Siren. Look at you riding my cock.”
Caleb’s eyes drop down to the clear, blue water between us, gently crashing against our skin every time our bodies meet. With my thumbs under his chin, I tilt his head back up to look into my eyes while I roll my hips harder. Faster.
“Jesus, baby,” he pants.
My breath picks up as I feel another orgasm closing in. “I’m gonna come, Caleb.”
He moans, and I don’t know if it’s from my movements, the fact that he knows I’m close, or because I said his name.
“I want you to come with me,” I beg.
“I’m right there.”
“I want you to come with me and know I made you do it.”
“It’s always you.”
“I want you to come with me because you can’t control yourself around me.”
“Never.”