Oh it was really going to happen. He was really going to bend down and push her legs apart. He was really going to—
His tongue tasted her, his mouth molded over her sex. She couldn’t help the cry the exploded from her lungs. But she immediately muzzled it. The last thing she needed was her best friend and others rushing outside to see her writhing, naked, under a strange man. She gripped his hair in her fists. Thick, soft damp hair that tickled her thighs.
His mouth was magnificent. Splendid. Her body celebrated all the wonderful things he did as his tongue licked and licked, lapping her moist, wet heat. Her body rocked back and forth.
“Do you like that?” He paused long enough to ask before going back down on her.
Like? No. Loved. Adored. There wasn’t a word strong enough for it. It wasn’t enough. She needed more of him. More of his tongue.
“What else, Eden?” he asked. “What else do you want?”
He knew what she was thinking. He lifted up, his mouth damp with her juices. His tongue swiped over his lips.
“Tell me.”
“I want your…your tongue…” She hesitated.
“Yes?” he urged.
“Inside me. Put your tongue inside me.” Her entire body blushed from head to toe. How could she ask him to do such a thing?
“If you promise you’ll come for me.”
He gave her a slow lusty smile. He gripped her thighs and pushed her legs as far apart as they would go, opening her up to him. Her heart pounded wild and fast as he braced his forearms on her thighs and opened her lips with his fingers. He licked her once, twice, three times before his tongue delved deep, deep into her sheath.
Eden’s hands clawed at the wet sand. She’d never experienced such heights of arousal. Never wanted it to end. His tongue, perfect and pink, devastated her as he pumped in her. His teeth scraped her sensitive skin. Oh…she was going to come. She was going to—
The climax rocked her entire body and spread in wild abandon from her center core outward to her hands fisted in the sand. Salt water crashed over them both as she came against his mouth. She hardly noticed. Behind her closed eyes she saw a burst of light. Explosions. As if the space-time continuum had been disturbed by the intense orgasm that had wracked her from head to toe.
And he hadn’t even used his glorious cock yet.
When he released her, her weakened body shook. Even after that rocking orgasm she still wanted him.
“Mm. You taste like sweet nectar,” he said. And he sounded very well pleased.
Chapter Four
Eden couldn’t recall a time when she’d had such an explosive orgasm. Nor could she recall a time when she’d had one with a guy who hadn’t even kissed her yet. Or told her his name.
Something niggled at her that he was no ordinary man. He was something special. Supernatural. He knew her thoughts and her deepest fantasies. Who was he? Someone from the depths of the ocean? Someone from..Atlantis? Her heart skipped a beat at the thought. But no, that was silly. Even though she wanted to believe she knew the lost continent was merely a fable.
His body glistened under the moonlight from the sea water. His mouth curved into another smile that said he knew all her secrets. She couldn’t tear her gaze away from those delectable lips that beckoned to her.
The surf crashed over her again, leaving behind gooseflesh and a new arousal. She rose to her knees in front of him, meeting his gaze. So blue and intense it burned her soul. She could see right into the depths as though she looked upward to the surface, the water glistening overhead.
It startled her and she emitted a small gasp. His hands cupped her face, tilting her head back, his eyes searching hers. He smelled faintly of the sea. The image was gone. She shuddered. What had she seen?
“You’re not afraid of me?” he whispered against her mouth.
“Should I be?”
“Never.”
“What’s your name?” she asked. “I need to know.”
His lips continued to brush hers but he never dove for an actual kiss. Maddening her. Frustrating her.
“Why do you need to know?”
“Because I…do. Is that all right?”
She had to know who she was so lusty for. Who she wanted to do naughty, dirty things to her. Who she wanted to fuck her with reckless abandon until she couldn’t walk. Who was he? Where did he come from?
“My name is Sabre.”
Sabre. She loved that name.
He placed feather-light kisses over her face, down her neck. He sucked her earlobe. All the questions whooshed out of her head. She pressed her hands against his chest and tried to nudge him away but she found once she touched him, she didn’t want to push him away. She wanted him right where he was. Doing what he was doing.
“Who are you, Sabre?” Her voice was a whisper.
“I am your dream come true.” Hot breath against her neck. “Your dream lover. The one you can enjoy with no commitment.”
How did he know that? Had he been talking to Gillian? This time she pressed harder on his chest—that beautiful chest—but she still couldn’t push him away.
“How did you—”
“You thought it, yes?”
She had when she stood looking out to sea. She’d thought of the wild fling she should have.
“But I—”
“No more talking,” he said. “Can we not simply enjoy each other?”
Sure. They could. But she still had questions.
“No more questions,” he said.
“Did you read my—”
“Yes.”
Damn. He was good at reading her thoughts. Again she peered into the depths of his eyes. Again they pulled her in and she could see the waves of the Caribbean in them. Smell the salty air around them. He pulled her into his gaze deeper, deeper until all she could see was an image. The brilliance of light as he swam under the surface with her by his side played there in that fantastical gaze of his. She should be afraid and unable to breathe. But somehow she felt safe. Alive. For the first time in her twenty-five years.
Eden gasped, tried to jerk away but he held her steady. His hands were still on her face.
“I’m not finished with you yet.”
Before she could reply his mouth closed over hers finally giving her the kiss she so longed for. His lips molded to hers as his tongue delved into her mouth to taste her. He tasted like salt and sea with a hint of her juices under the surface.
Her arms slid around his neck as she pulled him to her. Her breasts smashed against his brawny chest. One of his hands squeezed her ass pushing her toward his hard cock as it pressed between her legs, teasing and taunting her.
Did she want him inside her? Oh yes. But she needed to do something first. She needed to taste him. To know what he was like in her mouth.
She gave him a hard shove and he released her without a fight. He landed on the damp sand and leaned back on his elbows, his erection ready and waiting for her. She licked her lips. His grin was as intimate as his kiss.
Eden crawled between his legs dragging her body all the way up his. She straddled one massive thigh, rubbing her wet core on him. She’d yet to hear him groan and she wanted that now. She wanted to make him come.
She wrapped her hand around his shaft. Marveled at the thickness of him. How her fingertips didn’t even touch. He was big and beautiful. Long and pink. She pressed him against her lower abdomen and felt him pulse in her hand as she started to stroke slowly up and down.
Eden met his gaze. His eyes sparkled with life. With lust. He wanted her as much as she wanted him. She shifted to put his hard length between her breasts and then squeezed herself around him.
“Mm. Nice. So nice. So soft,” he purred.
His fingers tangled in her hair. The sea crashed over them. Nothing mattered except this man. She wanted to know him. Every inch of him. She wanted to know his most intimate desires. His most naughty secrets.
“Your turn,” she said, her voice husky. “You tell me what you
want.”
He chuckled, a rumble low in his throat. She continued to slide him up and down between her breasts feeling the hard length that molded so perfectly there. As though he were made for her.
“Aren’t you a little vixen,” he said. “I like it.”
“Well? Are you going to tell me or not?” She continued the onslaught of her breasts. Her nipples rock hard as she dragged them against his supple skin.
“Demanding too.” His fingers tightened in her tangled wet hair. Gave a little tug. It turned her on even more. “Suck me then.”
“With pleasure.”
Eden could hardly contain her smile as she lifted up and grasped him once again in her hand. She gazed down at him admiring his shaft. Ripe for kissing. Ready for her mouth. She licked her lips and swiped her thumb over his already damp tip.
She nudged his legs apart further and cupped his sac with her other hand. He smelled of forbidden sex and lust all wrapped into one delectable package. One she couldn’t stand not to taste. She traced her tongue along the middle of his sac up to the base of his cock. He flinched in response and his hands tightened again in her hair.
“What are you doing?”
Not bothering to respond she licked him again. She sucked his sac into her mouth, her tongue doing things to him she had never dreamed of doing to another man. She certainly hadn’t been so shameless with her former lover. Their sex had been boring.
Her tongue laved around the base of his shaft as he groaned. He groaned with pure pleasure. Empowered now, she kissed her way up his shaft. Her hand was still wrapped around him, pumping. One more lick of her lips. She flicked her tongue over the tip tasting his saltiness. Oh, but that was wonderful. How could a man’s cock be so delicious?
Not waiting another second she took him into her mouth sucking him all the way to the back of her throat. Pulling him back out, licking down the side as though he were nothing more than an ice cream cone. Over the top. Down the other side. His fingers yanked her hair. He shoved her face forward.
“No stopping,” he said through gritted teeth.
As if. She took him again into her mouth sucking hard. Scraping her teeth down the delicate skin. He rocked his hips against her pumping in her mouth. She used her tongue. She used her lips. She used everything she could to suck him as hard as she could as long as she could.
“Beautiful lips. I like watching you.”
He muttered the words but she was too busy to look up to meet his gaze. She imagined his eyes blazed bright with lust, with need, with a deep dark desire only she could fulfill.
“I’m…coming…” He choked out the broken words.
She cupped him gently, squeezing as she sucked him harder. Seconds later he came, yelling her name at the same time. Hot liquid poured into her mouth and she sucked and sucked and sucked until she’d swallowed every last drop.
Pleased with herself she sat back on her heels. His chest see-sawed in and out with his ragged breathing. His nipples were hard pebbles. She imagined sweat on his forehead but the sea kept crashing over them. She realized she should have drowned with the water splashing over her while she sucked him. Why hadn’t she?
She folded her arms across her naked chest, smug. “There. How was that?”
Something intense flared through his gaze before his eyes clouded with desire and he moved so suddenly he was on top her. Pressing her into the wet sand. He clasped her hands over her head holding her wrists with one powerful hand. The pit of her stomach tingled as he kneed her legs apart. His face was inches from hers, the length of his body covered her.
“You,” he said, husky, “deserve a long hard fuck.”
Delight skipped through her veins. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him against her. To her elation his cock had already recovered and was hard and ready again. For a brief moment she wondered how that was even possible.
But the thought immediately left her mind when his fingers shoved inside her damp heat roving over her clit.
“Ready I see.” He grinned.
God, was she ever. She needed him like she needed air to breath.
The tide splashed over them again as he plunged inside her all the way to the hilt. She gasped as he stretched her tight sheath, pulled out, plunged in again. Pounding her until she ached for more. Until all the muscles in her entire body wanted nothing more than release. Her body was stubborn though. Greedy. Wanted more. More. More. Of him.
She squeezed her eyes shut and focused all her senses on him. The way he pulled out. The long length of him. The way he slid back inside her. She was sure she could feel every inch of him with each thrust.
“Mark you.”
It was all she heard him say. His mouth was on her neck, sucking and kissing as hard as he fucked her. He growled low and deep in his throat. She loved it. She devoured it. She craved it.
“Mine.”
And he sucked her neck again, his teeth scraping her skin.
Her orgasm wracked her body much like the first one. It blinded her, turned her into a wet noodle. There was sand in her eyes, in her hair. It didn’t matter. Nothing mattered. All that mattered was this man was here with her making her feel as though she were the most cherished woman in the world.
A moment later he came inside her. The cords on his neck stood at attention with his passion. He ceased moving. Instead he gazed down at her. The clouds had cleared. His vision returned to normal. What was it she saw there? Regret that he’d called her his? That he wanted to mark her?
“Mine.” He whispered it now. So quiet it was almost inaudible over the surf.
Yes. She was his. She would always be his. They would always have this moment. This beach. It would forever be burned into her memory.
He gathered her to him and rolled to his back, holding her against him and stroking her hair. It wasn’t long before she drifted into a blissful peaceful sleep.
Chapter Five
Eden woke shortly after. The moon still burned bright. And Sabre was still there. He licked her in long, slow strokes. As though he intended to savor her and make it last as long as he possibly could.
A contented mewl escaped her. She stretched her sex-sore arms over her head and opened her legs wider to accommodate him.
“You taste good,” he purred. “You’re like paradise.”
No this was paradise. Lying naked on the beach as waves crashed over her body while this incredibly hot guy licked her. Tasted her. Shattered all her inhibitions. Sex in public was a no for her. Until now. She told herself this wasn’t really public. This was a secluded part of the island. And it was dark. And no one was around.
“Mmm.”
“You like me licking you. Don’t you, Eden?”
She hadn’t realized she’d made the sound until he replied. Heat flared through her. Yes, she liked it. He knew she liked it because he could read her mind.
She’d never had a guy put his tongue…there. She blushed at the memory. And blushed again when she realized she wanted him to do it again. And again. And again.
“More of that later, little vixen.”
Eden lifted her head to look at him. “Stop that.”
His tongue swiped down her wet slit. “It’s hard to stop when your thoughts are so loud.”
She laid her head back down. She would have to keep them under control. Quiet. The last thing she wanted was for him to know she’d wanted him to bang her from behind.
“On your knees then.”
Grinning broadly, she said, “What do you mean?”
He growled. “You know what I mean. You thought it. Now do it.”
Happily, she rolled to her side and rose on her hands and knees. He gripped her hips, fingers digging into the sensitive flesh. His hard cock pressed the crack of her ass, teasing her anus. He tested her opening making her nipples so taut they tingled.
Was he going there? She didn’t want that. At least not yet. Maybe later when they got to know each other better. Whimpering, she wiggled against him then p
ressed back until his tip slid between her cheeks.
He swatted her, making her skin sting and heightening her arousal. “Patience. I do this my way. Spread your legs.”
Eden complied, spreading her legs hip-width apart. She could feel his engorged tip pressing into her anus toying with her. He gave a tentative push then backed off.
“So tight. I’ll get that later.” There was promise in his tone.
He slammed into her sheath, pushing her forward. A little gasp of surprise escaped her. If he hadn’t held her hips she would have face-planted into the sand. He banged his pelvis against her ass, his cock pounding in and out of her. She rocked in concert with his thrusts meeting each one as hard as his.
He filled her completely, her body quaking. His hand slipped between her legs, teasing her clit, sending her into an even deeper ecstasy. She never knew it could be so erotic, so pleasurable. Her body exploded in a downpour of fiery sensations. Every nerve ending was alive and burning. With every thrust she slipped a little more under his spell. A little closer to never wanting to leave his side.
Eden’s arms finally weakened as her elbows bent. She was going down in a controlled descent. His body landed on top of hers, his thrusts never ceasing. She rocked against the sand and him, her arms spread in front of her. He grasped her hands and laced their fingers. And all the while the waves crashed over them.
She wasn’t sure she could take another earth-shattering orgasm again but her body complied. As she climaxed—and he followed seconds later—she could swear his teeth sank into her shoulder. It sent a shudder right through her.
And then they stilled. His breath in her ear. Every muscle in her body ached. Every part of her dripped satisfaction. She smiled, finally sated.
“I can’t get enough of you,” he said. “Even now I’m hard again. I want you.”
Eden couldn’t help it, she moaned, her eyes fluttering closed. With his words need stirred in her lower abdomen. How could she want him again? It was insane.
“But,” he said as he gathered her to him once again. “I fear I might break you if we continue.” He chuckled as he held her close. “And dawn approaches.”
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