AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Yes.”
“I can’t believe we’re really here. This feels like a dream, Zac.”
“Come here to me.”
I pulled Stevie into my arms and started kissing her. She wrapped herself all around me and I just held onto her that much tighter as soft wave after soft wave met us. We weren’t only breathless from the swimming but also from what we were doing now. Our kiss kept getting more heated and my cock kept getting harder with every passing second. Then Stevie pulled away and looked at me.
“What is it?” I asked, searching her eyes.
“Take me right here and right now.”
“I can do that.”
“Then do that, Buchanan.”
I smiled, Stevie smiled, and then we both took off our swimsuits but kept them in our tight grasps. The last thing that needed to happen was for a wave to sweep them away from us and then leave us with no choice but to run back to our beach house only wearing our skin.
As soon as Stevie wrapped her legs around my waist again, I grabbed onto hers and then pushed her body down on top of my cock at the same time that I thrust myself into her. She didn’t close her eyes or lean her head back while moaning this time. She just kept watching what I was doing. She watched me as I fucked her in this warm, salty water—looking back and forth from my face to my cock sliding in and out of her pussy.
“The look in your eyes and the way you move your body when we’re having sex is the biggest turn-on,” she breathed out.
“Same goes to you.”
“How good are you feeling at this very moment?”
“So damn good. How about you?”
“So damn good.”
“I’m gonna start fucking you harderandfaster now.”
“And you’re gonna make me cum when you do.”
“That was the plan, babe.”
I grabbed onto her waist even tighter and started doing exactly what I’d said I was going to do. Less than a minute later, I watched this mermaid that I’d captured and was in love with lose complete control of herself while she watched me do the same. When it was over, I held her in my arms while breathing in the paradise of her and never wanting to let her go.
41
#ink
Zac
“HOW PAINFUL WASit to get your tattoo?” Stevie asked me.
“It wasn’t too bad. After a while, I couldn’t feel anything. It was like my skin grew numb to the needle.”
Stevie brushed her fingertips across my chest where my tattoo of Malcolm’s footprints and his birthdate were.
“Have you ever thought about getting another one?”
“No. If I ever did, though, it’d have to be as meaningful as this one that I already have—or close to it.”
Stevie chewed at her bottom lip while looking at the ink on my chest again. “Would you take me to get a tattoo today?” she asked, surprising the hell out of me.
“Are you serious?”
“Yes.”
