Page 92 of The Way We Play


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“We could sleep in the cottage.”

“Miss Gina practically told us to.”

Returning my gaze to his beautiful eyes, the blue is hotter, more possessive, and the heat in my stomach turns even hotter. Our mouths meet and part, and his fingers stroke, reawakening the orgasm lingering there.

Floating in this pool, humming with desire, nothing holds us back now, and I want all of him. I wrap my legs around his waist and lean forward to speak in his ear.

“It shouldn’t hurt now.”

“You want me to fuck you?” A gentle tease is in his tone, and it thrills me to my core.

His hands are on the sides of the pool, and I feel his eagerness. It ricochets heat from my stomach to my toes, and I whimper, leaning closer to his ear.

“What happens if I say please now?”

“Face the wall.” His voice is low, and I rotate in his arms.

Placing my hands on the tile, I feel his heat at my back. The soft hairs on his chest brush against my skin, amping the tension, the anticipation.

Strong hands cover my waist, and his voice is low behind my ear. “Hold on.”

“Oh, God…” I close my eyes as I feel his tip sliding against my body.

He invades on one hard drive, and my fingers tighten. A cry aches through my parted lips, and I’m so full. He’s so big and hot and demanding.

One hand is beside mine holding the wall, and as he thrusts into me from behind, he pins me against him with the other hand circling steadily over my clit.

My eyes roll as I drop my head back against his shoulder. I’m being used in the most thrilling way possible. He’s hitting that place inside me that makes me see stars, and I’m going to come so fast. I’ve lost all sense of place, time…

I shudder a moan. His lips trace my ear, and I can hear him breathing, hot and haggard. Every thrust lifts me higher, and the water in the pool rocks with us. My knuckles are white from gripping the edge. I’m sore, but in a way that somehow makes having sex even better.

We’re insatiable. We’re ravenous. We’re obsessed with each other’s bodies, and I’m coming like thunder.

“Don’t stop!” I cry, squeezing my eyes.

My ass lifts, trying to take him deeper. He hits me again and again, and all at once, I’m gone, shooting over the ledge, diving off the cliff, flying through space. My stomach flips, and my brain ignites. My legs go rigid then shake with orgasm.

With one more thrust, he holds steady, his own moans shaky in my ear. His stomach quivers at my back, and I feel his cock deep inside me pulsing, releasing, climaxing.

We’re breathing hard, and now the water is cool compared to our skin.

The hand on my clit drifts higher to my belly, and hewraps me up in his arms once more. Leaning my head back, we float away on the most divine bliss.

“You haven’t eaten enough.”Zane is between my legs.

We’re back in the cottage, and I’ve just ridden his lap to orgasm for the first time. We came in with the idea we’d shower, get cleaned up, but when I bent over to pick up my yoga pants, something about my naked ass in the air led to his mouth on my pussy.

I am not complaining.

“I think I like riding your cock.” I’ve propped my elbows on his shoulders, and he’s lifting my breasts, kissing the tops and sliding his tongue around my nipples. It makes me moan. “You’re not going to convince me to eat doing that.”

“You have perfect breasts. Has anyone ever told you that?”

“No one has ever seen my breasts but you.”

A naughty grin slowly curls his lips before he lifts his eyes from my decolletage to my face. “It’s a shame no one else ever will. They really are art.”

Snorting a laugh, I lean forward to kiss him. “You’re crazy.”

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