by Vivian Arend
Zephyr’s nostrils flared. “No one will be joining us. If you thought you needed them to help you win, you should have arranged it before.”
Interesting. He didn’t like the idea of the Cloud boys coming around. Store that under intel-to-use-to-win-challenge category. She pointed to the fairgrounds. “I’d like to take in a few rides. Which are your favourites, Zephyr?”
He looked around the park before answering. “I suppose I should be predictable and say the roller coasters, but I get to do that all the time.” He slipped his hand farther around her body to tuck her tighter into his side. “You are my guide, it’s your location. Take me away, Sunshine. I’m all yours.”
Oh, he was, was he? Sounded interesting. Sunshine licked her lips and wiggled her way out from his clasp. Taking him by the hand, she tugged him towards a ride. It was time to start winning the contest.
She selected one of the water rides. The log ride was one of the slower in the park but that was fine with Zephyr. It was obvious Sunshine was up to something and he was prepared for anything.
He hoped.
She’d been driving him insane for years and he’d finally had enough. The teasing and intriguing glimpses of paradise had taken their toll. He thought he would burst every time he got around her and he planned to make his revenge as sweet as possible. He might win the challenge in the process but frankly he didn’t give a whistle.
He was going to make love with Sunshine. His heart pounded out a hurricane tempo. All the taunting over the years had brought him to a peak of desire for the beautiful woman at his side. Not only a physical longing, although he had that in spades. He desired her to be his companion in life as well as his bed. She may think this was a challenge for a title, he knew it was a challenge for her heart.
That was the challenge he intended to win.
Sunshine gestured for him to sit first before joining him in the long, narrow log-shaped boat. She didn’t jump in and settle. She climbed in backward. Stepping on the seat with her crotch level with his eyes, she did a slow rotation until her delectable little ass was in his face. He was ready to take a bite when she finally sat, rubbing along his torso like a cat. Her ass cheeks pressed back against this groin and heat flared.
He’d ditched the jeans for a reason. He figured he would be hard as nails for most of the challenge. At least now there was a little room to expand so the blood wouldn’t be cut off completely.
His rigid cock pressed into her. He was sure Sunshine could take his pulse through the vibrations pounding her. She leant back, forcing them tighter together.
Zephyr lifted a hand to twist one of her golden curls. “You’ve chosen the location. Do I have to sit and do nothing?”
She rested her head on his shoulder, her cheek brushing his. Her breath warmed him as she spoke. “You go right ahead and do whatever you think appropriate, big boy. This is a participation friendly challenge, right?”
Right. Hot damn!
He lowered his mouth and softly brushed her lips. A caress of a touch, like a gentle breeze through the trees of the forest. His fingers slipped over her belly to mould her against his torso. One finger traced the sparkling jewel suspended under his hand, the cool of the ring a sharp contrast with the warmth of Sunshine’s skin.
She wasn’t just warm, she exuded heat. His fingers tingled as he played with her belly button. Small circles increasing in size as he dipped his hand lower to the waistband of her shorts. The ride started and they slipped around smooth corners, the water gently rocking the boat from side to side.
Sunshine slipped her tongue past his lips, and as her taste filled his mouth, Zephyr jerked. His hand froze on her body for a second as he breathed her in, angling his mouth to taste her better.
Oh sweet heaven.
The ride rose on the tracks, preparing to send the boat into the first splash pool. Zephyr continued to stroke his tongue against Sunshine’s, feasting on her. She was everything he’d imagined she would be. He slipped the button on her shorts. Slid his fingers into the dainty bit of lace covering her tight curls until his hand cupped the warmth of her pussy. She opened her legs to allow him easier access.
“Hmmm, you taste good, Zephyr.” Sunshine licked his lips and kissed him again.
The ride reached the pinnacle of a slope, and with a whoosh, they sped downward. As the spray rose around them, he pressed a finger through the hot, wet folds of her pussy lips, swallowing the cry of delight she made. Around the corner from them, the mouth of the tunnel section was visible and Zephyr’s mind raced. He wanted to give her pleasure. Not because of the contest, but because every inch of him demanded he make Sunshine need him as much as he needed her.
He thrust in and out of her heat, moisture coating his fingers. He pressed with his palm on the ridge of her erect clitoris and she moaned against him. As the darkness of the tunnel surrounded them, he adjusted their bodies, giving him more room to manoeuvre. Reclining back in the seat, he set up a rhythm over her heat, a slow and consistent assault on her senses. He added a second finger, pressing against the walls of her sheath.
“You are so tight, Sunshine, so hot and wet and tight. I’m going to go insane when I get to bury myself in you. You’re going to squeeze me so hard I’m going to have to fight coming before I can push all the way in.” Zephyr stroked little farther and swept his fingertips over a new spot and Sunshine jumped in his arms.
“Oh, yes.”
He stroked again while his other hand rose to surround her breast under her tank top. “Holy tornadoes, girl, you’re not wearing a bra. That’s not fair.” His fingertips tweaked the hard nub of her nipple as she pressed into his hand and arched into him with need.
“Oh, Zephyr, just a little more, oh, please…” Desperation tinted her voice.
He rubbed her clit harder. The sounds rising from her flowed straight to the base of his cock. His balls drew up so tight he held onto control with a fine thread. The light at the end of the tunnel approached and he drove his fingers into her quicker. His fingers tightened over her breast again, plucking at her nipple, dragging it away from her body slightly before releasing it and cupping his hot palm over the stinging tip.
She cried out as her release shot through her whole body, her sheath clutching around his fingers, hot liquid pooling around his knuckles. He gave her only a second to calm before he withdrew his hand. He sat them upright, nuzzling against the back of her neck.
“You need to do up your pants, baby, before we get to the end of the ride. Don’t want to upset any families.” He licked at her ear as he tugged her top straight, nestling her back against his body.
Sunshine closed her waistband, then her hands rose to join his where they hugged her waist. She lifted his hand to her mouth and proceeded to lick his fingers clean as his cock jumped in reaction between them. Their boat came to a rest and they disembarked. Sunshine started to drag him down the ramp towards the common area.
“Hey, slow down, we’re not on any kind of a timeline here, are we?” Zephyr tried to walk without looking like he had a hard-on from hell. Racing anywhere right now was out of the question.
Sunshine turned and fell into his arms, wrapping herself tight against him. She stared into his eyes. The crystal blue heat he saw did nothing to relieve the pressure continuing to build in his groin. “Thank you, Zephyr, what a lovely way to start the challenge. I…” Her gaze dropped to his lips and she reached on her tiptoes to press a soft kiss on the corner of his mouth. She pulled back, a strange expression on her face.
Zephyr glanced around quickly to make sure no one was watching before he adjusted himself. “So, are we going to take a few more rides?”
She shook her head. “We’re going to the beach. I think I need a little bit of rest time before we finish this stage of the game.” She flashed him that killer smile, the one set to a million watts, and his heart pounded.
Beaches meant bikinis, sunscreen and lots of eye candy. All of it Sunshine. He could do beach with her. Beach sounded just f
ine.
Chapter Three
Zephyr and Sunshine walked hand in hand along the beach. He glanced her way a few times but she seemed intent on beachcombing, her gaze glued to the sand stretching in front of them. The sounds of laughter and the smells of popcorn and hotdog stands faded as they walked the beach away from the main seating area.
Zephyr lazily ran his thumb over her knuckles, the gentle caress more for him than to remind her he was still there.
Her skin was so soft.
“I used to love to come here when I was little,” Sunshine said quietly. She freed her hand from his, and opening her arms to the sky, she spun in a slow circle before him. He drew a quick breath as she rotated, her body on display for him to enjoy. Yet she didn’t seem to be trying to tie him in knots this time. The flirty, almost cruel sexuality she used like a weapon was under wraps, leaving in its place a softer, more desirable woman.
Maybe it was a ploy in the contest, but it worked.
She stopped, dropped to her knees and scooped at the sand, pulling it into a pile in front of her. “I was the best castle maker in the family. Mom always tried to get too fancy using extra shells and stuff and Dad was always in such a hurry he tended to end up with parts of his castle moulded into glass!” She smiled at him. “How are you at playing in the sand?”
Zephyr dropped to his knees beside her. “Is this a part of the contest? Because Wind does sand very well, thank you. Think deserts, dear…”
Sunshine flipped a hand at him. “Psssah. I don’t mean picking it up and dumping it all over and I don’t mean for you to build a castle alone. Come and help me build mine. Well, ours. Let’s build a castle together.”
This was a side of Sunshine he hadn’t seen for a long time. The little girl who wanted to play. He lifted her chin, bringing her eyes to meet his. “Is something wrong?”
She pulled away and sat back on her heels. Her head dropped. Golden curls tumbled around her shoulders, blocking her face from his view. Slowly she squared her shoulders and spoke. “We’ve got a contest going and everything and I know we’re going to have sex.” Sunshine turned her face towards the gently surging waves. “It seems kind of cold, jumping to the attack and going at it like…”
She looked back at him. Her big blue eyes held a drop of moisture and Zephyr’s heart clenched. If she was playing with him, she was doing a damn fine job of it.
“We’ve never kissed before today. You touched me and I enjoyed it. Oh, boy, I really enjoyed it, it’s not that. Maybe, if you don’t mind…”
He stroked the silk of her hair away from her face. “You want to go a little slower? I can do that. If you remember, you’re the one who’s kept me in a constant state of arousal.”
Sunshine stuck out her tongue. “Yeah, well, you stripped naked in front of me. I’ve never stripped in front of you.”
Holy jet stream, it’s a good thing she had never stripped. He would have totally lost it. Zephyr looked closely at her. Glistening tears in her eyes, smooth skin that begged to be touched. The rounded curves of her body tantalised him as she sat there, knees dusted with fine sand.
She was beautiful.
He would do everything he could do make her feel comfortable with him again. “Well, Sunshine, I have to tell you I am the champion castle builder in my family as well. May I suggest we go for the moat-that-fills-with-water design? It’s my favourite.”
Sunshine lit the area with her smile and together they turned to dig and play while the sun shone on them and the soft sea breezes chased each other over the waves.
He nudged her hip for the third time in a minute. Sunshine looked up from where she worked on the corner of their massive structure to see Zephyr bent low, head and shoulders nearly to the ground. He blew, slow and soft, and the sand underneath the arched bridge flew away. He bumped against her again, his hips twisting to make himself as low as possible.
She giggled.
Zephyr jerked and swung around to face her, his dark eyes questioning.
“You’re getting into this,” she said.
“I’m good at what I do.”
Oh, yes, he was. Sunshine slipped around to the far corner away from him and pretended to fix…something. She didn’t want to look him in the face while she remembered the feel of his hands on her body.
She may have been the one to slow things down, but that didn’t mean her body wasn’t strumming with need at his mere proximity. Damn the contest anyway, she wanted to lick him all over.
Right now.
“Sunshine, I think you need to come over here.” Zephyr sounded concerned and she scrambled over. It was a sandcastle. What could possibly cause that note in his voice?
She looked all around the edges. Moat was fine, the wall was fine. The tall towering turrets they’d managed to get to rise to waist height stood solid.
“What do you need?” Sunshine flicked a glance at his face and suddenly his arms were around her, drawing her body tight against his torso.
She melted. It was the only way to describe it. Every inch of her skin nestled against his. The slight dusting of sand caught between them tickled in some spots but she wasn’t about to complain.
Zephyr slipped a hand into her hair. “A kiss.” He guided their mouths together, controlling the movement to keep it slow and gentle. Closed lips brushed over hers, hot and brief, like a small gust over desert sand. He pulled away and she heard someone make a horrible whining sound.
Oops, it was her.
“Zephyr?”
“Yes, babe?”
“More? Please?” Sunshine leant in and kissed him back. She let her hands rise around his shoulders. They were both sweaty and covered in sunscreen and everywhere there was sand, but she didn’t care. She touched him lightly to keep the harsh grit from scratching him, unable to stop her need to caress her palms over his back, down his waist, over his firm butt.
He opened his mouth and their tongues touched. His taste filled her, made her want to ignore the let’s-go-slow message she’d sent earlier and throw herself backward in the sand and cry “take me.”
Of course, that would be fairly painful with the sand everywhere.
All she cared about was getting more of Zephyr. More of his kisses, more of his touch. She pulled loose the back tie on her bikini, reached higher to slip the top knot. She grabbed his wrists and dragged his hands down her body.
“Touch me, Zephyr.”
He groaned and pulled back. “It was too fast before. I didn’t get to enjoy touching you. Oh sweet mercy, Sunshine, you’re gorgeous.” His gaze fixated on her breasts and she arched her back slightly to make sure he got the best possible view. His hand cupped her, lifted her. He slid his thumbs over her nipples like a whisper and they pebbled into tight peaks.
Their bodies moulded together at the hips, his rigid length pressing into her belly. She shifted slightly, rubbing against him and Zephyr sucked in air.
“I thought we were going slow, sweetheart? If you do that again, I might forget, and as much as I want you, I want to taste you first. I want to see if those rosy nipples are as sweet as the berries they look like.”
He rolled the aching tips between his fingers. Heat flashed to her core, boiling her blood and yet causing icy tingles to race up her neck at the same time. His head dropped and he lapped at her skin, biting her shoulder, her collarbone. Licking a line to the top of her right breast. Zephyr sucked lightly to pull her skin against his mouth. He nipped the spot, kissing away the snap of pain that resulted. The lingering after-effect was nothing but pleasure.
Then he blew.
His breath, warm and firm, brushed over the line of moisture he’d left behind as he descended and rays of heat shot over her breast. Pleasure mounted in her pussy, tight, hard jolts of pleasure tweaked her again and again as he lowered his attack, sliding towards her straining nipple.
He touched her. A soft lap. Sunshine closed her eyes and rocked at the sensations rippling through her body. He pulled the tip into his mouth and suck
led. Another jolt of pleasure followed and her knees began to shake. His arm rose and slipped around her waist to support her before she collapsed. His teeth closed on the very tip and he paused.
Sunshine held her breath. What was he waiting for? Her breast throbbed with the need for more of his touch. She locked her fingers tighter in his hair and pulled him, wanting to crush him to her breast.
He resisted and kept his distance. Just the right distance to be able to touch at his own pace.
He lapped.
He sucked.
He lapped.
Sunshine cried out, her complaint unpronounceable. He was a bastard in twenty different languages and if he didn’t give her what she needed—
He sucked.
“Zephyr!”
He nipped, then covered her breast with his mouth. Sunshine gasped as the moisture in her core threatened to boil over. He didn’t touch anything but her breasts and she was on the verge of climaxing again. Her head spun with pleasure, her sheath tightened, longing to be filled.
Then he switched to her left breast and she screamed. Because he lapped. He suckled.
“Oh, please, Zephyr, gods, don’t tease me anymore.”
He attacked her mouth, his tongue swirling into hers, his hand cupping her throbbing breast. He spoke against her lips. “I’m not teasing, dear. I said I needed to taste. The berry is sweetest when it’s picked ripe.”
He left her mouth and kissed his way down again. This time he circled her whole areola, moistening it with his mouth.
He blew.
Heat increased tenfold. The column of air wrapped around her sensitive nipple, flew over her burning skin, slipped down her belly and slid past her throbbing clit to explode with a blast as it entered her pussy.
Sunshine fell apart.
She had never climaxed as hard. Or as completely. Or for as long. The shudders racking her body went on for a long, long time. Zephyr cradled her in his arms, his dark midnight eyes watching her, watching her belly quiver, her breasts heave and her mouth move with silent moans of desire.