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He walks us backwards until my legs hit the bench and I’m suddenly sitting.Dropping to his knees, Beck nudges my legs open with his shoulders, until I’m fully exposed to him; my dress pushed up around my hips, my dripping wet pussy glistening as he licks his lips and gives me a wolfish grin.
“You have the most beautiful pink pussy, baby,” he says as he licks along my slit, cupping my ass as he tilts my pelvis up to meet his mouth.
Kissing and sucking and licking, his mouth and his tongue ravish my aching pussy.Sucking my clit into his mouth as he inserts two fingers inside me, I call out for Beck to fuck me.
He begins to move his fingers in time with his tongue, the tip licking at my clit while he slides in and out of me.Inserting a third finger and moving impossibly faster, I feel my orgasm rip through me.“Holy fuck,” I cry out as Beck moans, “You’re coming all over my hand.”
I’m wrecked, as I lay here panting, my dress shifted and in disarray, my release coating my thighs.I watch Beck strip off his pants and fist his hard dick in his hand, pumping up and down.Just watching him makes me wet all over again.
Effortlessly Beck turns me over and pulls my hips up in the air as he plunges his thick, hard cock inside me and I cry out with pleasure.My hands braced on the edge of the boat as he slams into me again and again.
“Your pussy is so fucking tight,” Beck growls as he pushes deeper inside me, hitting that sensitive spot, sending me over the edge.
“Beck,” I scream as I come for the second time, pushing my ass into him, his hands on my breasts, kneading and groping.I move, his hips slapping against my ass as I’m consumed by my overwhelming climax, my pussy clenching hard around his firm cock.
Beck pulls me against his chest, burying his face in my neck, he finds his own release, thrusting inside me as his seed coats the walls of my pussy and I tighten around him.
When he slips from my body, I cry out at the loss of the feeling of fullness I have when his cock is buried deep inside me.Beck grabs a blanket from the bag I brought with us and lays it down on the deck of the boat.He collapses, still breathing hard, but sated with a smile on his face.He tugs at my hand, and I fall next to him, pressing lazy kisses to his chest.
“I don’t know how it’s possible, but it gets better every fucking time,” Beck says, chuckling.
I nod in agreement as we both lay silently staring up into the blackened sky.Stars dot the darkness as a cool breeze blows, making us both shudder and cuddle closer together.
This night is sheer perfection and I can’t remember a time when I felt this happy, this calm, this loved.
“I love you,” I whisper and I feel Beck smile against my hair.
“I love you too.”
Beck’s fingers run loosely over my body and I let out a few soft moans in appreciation.I can’t believe I went ten years without this feeling and I know there’s no going back now.I need Beck more than I need the air I breathe.
Being on the water is peaceful and it’s like we are the only people who exist in the world right now.I could stay forever with him like this and never tire.We both sigh at the same time, our thoughts in sync just like our bodies.I close my eyes, enjoying the quiet, but it only lasts so long.
Cutting through the stillness of the night comes the sound of Beck’s phone ringing, yet he doesn’t move.
“Do you need to get that?”I ask quietly.
He shakes his head before saying, “No, the most important person in my life is right here.That’s all I need to know.”
But, just as quickly as his phone stopped ringing, it starts again.I feel him tense against me and growl out as he rolls away from me.
He pulls his phone from the pocket of his pants and answers it with a harsh, “What?”He says nothing for a few seconds before ending the call with, “We’ll be there in a few minutes.”His face unreadable, his tone flat as I try to work out what is happening.
“Who was that?”I ask immediately, concern gripping me.
“Finn,” he says, staring at me, his look impassable.“Someone set your car on fire.”
“What?”I breathe out and swallow hard, panic setting in once again.
Chapter Eighteen
Beck
We spend the trip back to the docks in silence, Kelsey steering the boat as I stand behind her, my arms wrapped around her waist and my hands resting on hers on the wheel.So much for a quiet and perfect night out on the water.
“Are you going to go and see Finn?”she asks, as we tie the boat up.
Bella jumps over the side and onto the dock and waits for us.“No,” I say, picking up the bag.“He’s meeting us at the inn.”
