“How do you manage to turn something as simple as my request to swim, into sex?” I ask, chuckling, as I climb up from my lounger.
I pull my sunglasses off my head and drop them onto my towel. Hands on hips, I stare down at him.
Jake’s eyes skim my curves again. “When you’re in the equation, sweetheart, everything is about sex.”
He slides off his lounger, rising to his feet in one graceful move, and comes over to me.
My whole body suddenly aches for his touch. I feel hungry for him.
I simply cannot get enough of Jake. And I don’t want to. Ever.
Jake presses himself against me. My hands instantly go to his hard stomach, fingers pressed against his rigid muscle, as I stare up into his beautiful blue eyes. Eyes I could spend a lifetime staring into.
A devilish smile curves his lips as two large hands reach down and cup my behind, urging me to lift and wrap my legs around his waist.
Of course, I happily oblige his unspoken request.
Snaking my arms around his neck, I wind my fingers into his lush black hair and kiss his lips, feeling his instant erection press against me.
“You’re hard?” I smile.
“Well, you’re hot,” he says with a shrug.
Jake puts his lips against my neck, sliding the tip of his tongue over my skin as he starts the short walk down to the water.
He wades us into the sun-warmed ocean until we’re chest deep.
The long length of my hair is already wet, so holding on to Jake’s shoulders, I tilt my head back, wetting the rest.
As I right myself, I meet Jake’s stare again. “How did I get so lucky to have you?” he asks. His eyes suddenly look unsure.
Whatever anxiety is in his mind right now, I want to ease it, reassure him.
“I ask myself the same question every day about you,” I murmur. I need Jake to realise I am no better than he is. He has his faults, but so do I.
Jake exhales, closing his eyes briefly, then leans in and kisses me. His kiss takes my regret with it.
Losing myself in him, I part my lips, letting his tongue into my mouth. His tongue caresses mine with slow, deliberate movements.
Knowing where this kiss is heading, I whisper, “You want to go back to the villa?” I’m so ready to get naked with him.
“No. I want you right here, right now.” The command in his voice equals the command in his hands as they grip my ass tighter, pulling me hard onto his erection.
“You into exhibition sex nowadays, Wethers?”
He lets out a deep, throaty laugh. “No, I’m just into you. All. The. Fucking. Time.” His words come out staccato with each kiss he places upon my shoulder.
I feel his teeth graze over my skin. My ni**les tighten in response, leaving my br**sts feeling very heavy in my bikini top.
I cast a quick glance around. “What if someone sees us?”
Jake glances around, eyes glittering. “We’re in the middle of nowhere. In the ocean, no less. Who the f**k is going to see us?”
“The people who work here. Or Dave. Or Ben.”
“Then they’ll get a good show.”
“Jake!” I slap his shoulder with my hand.
Bringing his face before mine, he rests the tip of his nose against mine. “They know to stay away. It’s just me and you out here, baby.”
Feeling uninhibited, as I can only with him, I murmur, “If that’s the case…” I press my lips to his neck, kissing him. I run my tongue over his skin, to the sensitive part just below his ear that I know drives him crazy.
Jake shudders and tightens his hold on me, grinding his hips into mine.
Moving my hand down, I submerge it into the water and reach into Jake’s swim shorts.
I’m instantly met with the silky, rock-hard feel of him. I slide my fingers down the shaft, stroking just as I know he likes.
Jake’s mouth searches for mine, groaning; he kisses me like he’s starved for me.
I love how Jake’s hunger for me is never sated. We’ve made love countless times since we arrived on the island, him devouring and depleting me every time, but each time is still as intense as the first.
Jake runs his hand over my breast, cupping it. Tugging my bikini top down, freeing my breast, he traces his thumb over the tip of my already erect nipple. His other hand is busy working its way into my bikini bottoms from behind.
His fingers find my entrance, and he slips one inside me.
I let out a moan of pleasure into his mouth.
“Fuck,” he groans. “I can’t wait. I need to be inside you. Now.”
I love it when he gets demanding and greedy for me.
Loosening my legs from around him, I shimmy his swim shorts down over his hips, then I move my bikini bottoms to the side.
Jake positions the head of his c**k at my entrance, and very slowly, he eases a little of himself into me. Jake usually prepares me for his size with his fingers and tongue, relaxing me, readying me for him, but I’m so turned on right now, doing it out here, I don’t care if it does hurt.
I need him inside me. Apparently, more than I have the need for self-preservation.
So does Jake, as his hands go back to my ass, grabbing me firmly, pulling me onto the full length of him.
“Shit,” I hiss, between my teeth, as he opens me wide, to painful pleasure.
“Are you okay?” he searches my eyes.
“Yeah…” I shift my hips around him “Yeah, I’m good…great,” I breathe as I hit onto the amazing feeling of him inside me.
“Sorry, I was being selfish…but…fuck, Tru,” he groans softly. “I don’t think I’ll ever get over how incredible you feel around me. You’re so f**kin’ tight. So f**kin’ hot.”