Page 38 of Stone Deep
He hooked a finger on the top of my tank shirt and pulled it away from my skin to look beneath it. “I like the bikini.” He lifted his face and kissed me. “Now come inside so I can take it off. It’s been four fucking days without you and I’m going stark raving mad from withdrawals. I told Hunter and Amy to get the hell out so we could have the place to ourselves.”
I smoothed my hands over his chest. “So, we’re not going to the beach?”
“Eventually.” He took my hand. “After I’ve had my fill. Although, I don’t think a saturation point is even possible when it comes to you, Tink.” He pulled me along, up the steps and into his house. He slapped his hand against the front door to shut it and pushed me up against it. “Damn it, woman, what have you done to me? I can’t fucking thinkstraight.” He pulled my shirt off. His mouth devoured mine in a long, intense kiss as his fingers searched for and found the button on my shorts. He pushed them off and the bikini bottoms rolled off with them. His mouth never left mine as he reached behind my neck and untied my bikini top. He stopped the kiss only to stare hungrily down at my naked body.
I reached for the string on his shorts. “I spent an hour searching for the right bathing suit.”
He looked at the discarded green bikini. “It’s nice and it was very easy to remove, so it has my approval.” The shorts dropped to his feet, and he stepped out of them. His thick, long erection pushed against my belly as he leaned forward to kiss me again. I reached down to stroke him, but he grabbed my arms and lifted them above my head. He pinned my wrists together and held them. The front door wobbled behind me as he pushed my thighs apart.
His green eyes darkened with hunger as he gazed down at me. He stared at my face as he reached down and pressed his hand between my legs, pushing between the hot folds of my pussy. He slid two fingers inside of me and my head leaned back against the door for support as my eyes drifted shut.
My fingers tingled as he held my hands tightly above my head. “God you’re wet. Tell me you’ve been wanting this, baby? Tell me you’ve been thinking about me touching you, kissing you, fucking you because that’s all I’ve been thinking about for four damn days.” As he spoke, he pushed his fingers deeper making sure to press his wrist hard against my clit.
“I haven’t stopped thinking about you.” My words driftedout on a long, luxurious exhale.
“That voice—” He kissed my lips. “Do you know what the sound of your voice does to me? I get hard every time I hear it. Hell, I get hard every time Ithinkof it.”
I rocked against the pressure of his hand. I was his captive. His words coupled with the feeling of being completely in his control brought me that much faster to climax. I squeezed my thighs around his hand. “God yes, Slade,” I whimpered softly. My whole body trembled as my pussy tightened around his fingers. “Please, Slade, I need you inside of me right now.”
The waves of pleasure hadn’t slowed as he withdrew his fingers. He released my wrists, and I dropped them around his neck as he lifted me up, bracing my back against the door. My legs wrapped around him as he thrust his cock inside of me. The tender ache in my pussy was easily coaxed into a second orgasm.
I mewled in pleasure as he held me tightly over his cock. I wilted against him exhausted from the intensity of a double orgasm. Still buried deep inside me, he carried me down the hallway. I heard his foot kick a door open, but I was still deliriously overcome by it all.
“Excuse the mess in the room,” he muttered.
“Oh it’s not that ba—” I lifted my heavy head and glanced around the room. “O.K. it’s pretty bad.”
He shoved a pile of clothes off the bed and lowered me onto the center of the mattress. He climbed on after me and lowered his body down over mine. His frantic movements slowed, and he kissed me tenderly before sliding back inside of me.
“You know something, Tink, I could really get used to this. Having you around all the time. I think we’d be good together.”
I lifted my legs to meet his hips as he pushed deeper inside of me.
“A perfect fucking fit,” he groaned against my mouth. I rocked against him as he drove himself in harder and faster until my pussy milked him to the edge. His eyes drifted shut as he came.
His breaths slowed and he lowered himself next to me on the mattress, and I curled against him.
“A perfect fucking fit,” he repeated.
TWENTY-ONE
SLADE
It was too hot on the sand. The waves sucked, but the water temperature was perfect for cooling off. Of course, no amount of cold water could douse my never ending need for Britton. I would have been just as happy to skip the beach and stay in bed with her all day, but I knew Amy and Jade would be pissed.
I gazed up at the sand. The three girls were sitting in beach chairs huddled around the ice chest, deep in conversation. A big hand came down on my shoulder, startling me.
“Shit.” I spun around.
Colt laughed. “What? Did you think I was a shark with hands?” He moved up next to me and looked toward beach. “Or, just maybe your thoughts were elsewhere. You know, up on the beach—with your balls. Boy oh boy, Hunter and I are finally going to get some payback.”
“Yep, I figured it was coming.”
“Seriously though, bro, she’s great.” Colt returned his attention to shore. “And it looks like she’s already gotten the Amy and Jade seal of approval.”
Hunter swam over. “Might as well be bodysurfing in a fucking kiddie wading pool with the way these sets are coming in.” He followed the direction of our gazes. The girls were laughing about something.
I smiled. “Looks like they’re all getting along well.”
