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Thankfully, the private grass-covered ceiling in the cabana shields the sun. After taking a quick drink, I stretch out, focusing on the water again. My slowed breaths catch in my throat when I notice a woman stand up out of the water, like straight out of a James Bond movie, and start walking toward the beach.
Not any woman. Aspen.
I sit up and watch the most beautiful woman walk through the water. Droplets of water cascade down her body, leaving her tanned skin glistening. She smiles, catching my gaze. Holy shit. She’s wearing a barely-there black string bikini. Her dark hair is slicked back, showing off her toned shoulders. I drink in every curve of her body. My heart slams against my chest and my dick rages against my swim trunks.
Her eyes never waver from mine as she gets closer. “Enjoying your stay, Mr. Dallas?” she purrs, crawling into the cabana like a tiger about to eat its prey. She can feast on my meat any time.
“I didn’t realize it could get better.” But it just did.
Her fingers release the white fabric from the ties holding it in place so it falls, closing us in. “And now?” she asks, inching her way on top of me. Her knee rests between my legs, brushing against my hard dick. Water drips off of her onto my bare chest and I stare up into hot liquid whiskey, melting my insides. I have to be dreaming.
“I was wrong. So, fucking wrong.”
Threading my fingers through her wet hair, I pull her lips to mine. She sinks down into me, grinding her hips. Jesus Christ! Her hips alone are going to unhinge me. Nope, not dreaming as I feel the painful ache of desire in my balls.
She giggles as I hoist her up and flip her on her back. Her eyes fill to the brim with unadulterated need and lust.
“Find something funny?”
Her long dark lashes flutter as her gaze tangles with mine. “I’m happy you have the same reaction I do when I’m around you.”
“If you don’t want me to act on that reaction, I suggest you stop moving your ass. Because I would be okay with making you scream my name out here.” Her cheeks flush under her tan. I groan when she licks her full lips, a silent invitation. “Whiskey, what exactly do you want?”
I want to hear her vocalize her silent plea. Tell me what she wants. After hearing she’d never had a guy go down on her, I was happy to oblige. Hell, I’d do anything she wanted. She just needs to ask.
“Ryker,” she replies, flustered and trying to hide her modesty, “… you’re great at whatever you do.”
I chuckle as my ego gets a boost, but that’s not what I want to hear. I drag the tiny triangle of material across her tight bud, so it’s out of the way. She writhes under me and her breath catches as I flick my tongue over her nipple. I glance up and she stares down at me under hooded eyes.
“Is that what you want?”
She hums. Her hushed whimpers a direct shot to my dick. I move to the other boob, lingering as I assault it with my tongue. Holding back until she voices what she wishes me to do next is about to wreck me. This was a horrible idea.
“What next?” I murmur while I pull on the ties of her bikini bottoms, revealing her pussy. Raising a curious brow, I wait for her to answer.
Her cheeks flush. “Just keep going.”
“Keep going where?”
“Down there.”
I laugh at her small gesture of her hand pointing south. That won’t cut it. “Say it, Whiskey.”
She stares at the ceiling, biting her lip. “Kiss me down there,” she whispers.
“Where? Here?” I kiss her knee.
“Ryker,” she pleads.
“Oh, right here?” I move up her thigh. She spreads her legs and I catch a glimpse of her slick entrance and my mouth waters. She shakes her head, still not looking at me. I move up and kiss her inner thigh and it tests every restraint I’ve ever had to not dip my tongue inside her. To taste her.
Fucking say it.
“Say lick my pussy.”
Her body is begging for relief. “Ryker, I ca—”
“Yes, you can.”
