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“But not for a while.”
Foster runs his fingers over my skin, playing with the elastic waist of my bikini. Each pass sends shivers down my spine. I feel like a guitar, the longer he plays with the strings. Closing my eyes, I nuzzle my nose against his muscular body—his skin a light golden color from our time in the sun. He smells like a combination of the sea and his now faded cologne.
The rumble of thunder grows louder as the storm moves in. Across the water, a bolt of lightning erupts from the sky.
“We should go inside,” I say somewhat anxiously.
“We can wait. The storm is not as close as you think.”
Foster tightens his arm around my midsection, pulling me flush to him. The next time the thunder rumbles, I mentally count until I see a bolt of lightning—eight seconds. We continue to sway in the breeze until a few drops of rain hit the patio beneath us.
“Time to go inside,” Foster finally says. He steadies the hammock to let me climb over the side first. When we reach the slider, the skies open up, casting sheets of rain against the glass. Foster locks the door behind us as the storm rages around the villa. Quickly turning, he closes the distance and yanks at the ties on my bikini, exposing my breasts.
“Let’s go to the bedroom,” I say, catching the fabric.
“We’re not having sex. I just want to see you naked.”
I frown. “I thought you wanted me?”
“I’m over it. Maybe your nude body will get me in the mood. Now strip and sit on the couch.”
I glare. “Is this a game? I don’t want to play.”
“You will once you give in.”
I cross my arms over my naked breasts. “I have no intention of giving in,” I snort. I know this is a war of wills between Foster and me. I hope I win.
“That’s your choice. Now strip.”
If this is the way Foster wants it, two can play the game. I am more than willing to prolong this even though I am desperate for him to fuck me. I slide my thong over my hips, dropping it to the floor. Sitting on the couch, I wait as he relieves himself of his swim trunks. Foster sits opposite me; his cock semi-erect. He spreads his arms out on the back of the sofa.
I smirk at him, bending my knees to balance my heels on the edge of the cushions. I am fully exposed, but Foster’s expression remains passive. I can’t tell what was is going on in that beautiful brain of his, but his cock makes clear one thing as it grows in front of my eyes until it’s at full mast.
“You seem to have a problem that needs some attention,” I point this.
“I’m fine unless you aren’t.”
I almost groan as my pussy clenches. The rhythm of my clit was just too much, and I reached between my legs.
“No!”
Shocked, I withdraw my hand as my mouth drops open. “Why not? You won’t do it, so why can’t I?”
“You started this game.” Foster grips the base of his cock, gently pumping but never takes his eyes off me. My gaze is fixed on his penis, desperately wanting it to be inside me.
“This is ridiculous,” I complain. “Why do you get to touch yourself?”
“Would you rather touch me? You know what you need to do.”
I sigh, waiting a few seconds, and then give in. Getting off the couch, I stop in front of him. Foster simply continues to pump his dick, his head coating with precum. Bending at the waist, I push his hand away, and he rests his arm on the back of the couch again. Heat curls in my lower belly and spreads upward until my body is in flames. Next, I straddle his hips, positioning him at my entrance. Foster doesn’t touch me once as I sink to his base.
“Kiss me,” I say breathlessly.
He looks smug. “Will you admit you lost?”
“Jesus Christ, of course! I’m the one fucking you. I give in!” I nearly shout.
“Then fuck me. Make me fill your sweet pussy with my cum.”
