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.I let my body relax, from head to toe.“I’m with you,” I said.A smile tickled the corners of his mouth.“Not sure that’s a straight answer,” he said huskily.The water rushed up and lapped at our toes, and I wiggled closer to him.“Yes it is,” I breathed.“I’m with you.So of course I’m all right.”Something in his golden eyes changed then, something soft and sweet, a revelation, a realization, and he bent his head to my throat as his hands began to work away at my shorts.Oh god, I thought.Yes.The tip of his nose nudged the pulse behind my ear, his hot breath washed against my skin, his lips suckled and teased, nibbled and danced over the thick muscle between my throat and my shoulder as his deft fingers freed the button of my shorts.I waited for the shock to come, for the fear to come, but there was none.All I smelled was the sea and the rich, sweet scent of him, beer and smoke and cloves and cinnamon.Warm.My hands tightened around his neck as I arched into him, and I heard him rumble with approval.His fingers found my zipper and slowly, achingly, eased it down as he dragged his teeth over my collarbone.I whimpered, squirming under him as he slowly worked my cutoffs and thong from between my legs, down my thighs to my feet, then flung them up the beach, and at last I was naked and bared to him.The sand beneath me was cool and welcoming, the man above me hot and hard.The silver moon, the dazzling stars, the sea, the wind, everything made me wonder if I had been taken away to a whole other world, an alien world of peace and ecstasy.Manny covered my body with his, and I felt his hot, hard length between us, cradled against the soft mound of my sex, lightly teasing over my clit as his lips met mine again, and I poured my whole heart into it, until at last he pulled back and gazed down at me, his breath fast.I tried not to fixate on the rise and fall of his magnificent chest.“Rosalita.”Oops.I tore my gaze from his pectorals, from the nipples I wanted to tongue, to rake my fingernails over, and dizzily refocused on his shadowed face.“Y-yes?” My heart pounded like the surf in my ears.To my shock, he shifted until the soft head of his erection was.was just there.Oh Jesus.The slick, wet ache between my legs was in danger of flaring up into a wildfire.I swallowed hard as Manny braced himself above me, his strong arms gilded in moonlight.“Rosa,” he said raggedly, “are you on the pill?”Breath filled my lungs, disbelieving.Did he mean this?His trembling arms told me he did.Numbly, I nodded.“Do you trust me?” he asked.After everything that had happened? I nodded again.Leaning down, he kissed my brow, and then he was inside me, just a little.Oh.Oh god.“Manny,” I said, my legs hiking up high around his waist.“Manny, please.”The water rushed up around us, chilling whatever skin was exposed to the elements, but between us there was only heat, as hot as a pyre, burning away the past, burning away all the things that had kept us apart.His slick chest slid over mine and I heaved, my breath too big for my body.I felt as though if he did anything more to me, anything at all, I would explode.His lips, burning like cinders, found my throat.Reflexively, my nails dug into his shoulders and then he was pressing forward into me, bare skin on bare skin for the first time, sweet and slick and burning.A dark, gritty stretch that made my whole body writhe as he pressed forward.“Ah, mi Rosalita,” he whispered in my ear.“You are exquisite.”Then he made one thick, deep thrust, and he was inside me, and I was drowning, drowning in sensation, of water rushing past my head, over my exposed skin, of my hair floating in the currents, of the man above me, in me, rock hard and sweet and good and oh—He moved in me as the tides came in, our bodies grinding together as he filled me up over and over again.The water sucked at us, buoying us up and sucking us down, and I couldn’t get enough of it.I thrashed in his arms, my world alight as he fucked me long and hard.Beneath my heels I felt the perfect mounds of his ass pumping and flexing as he dove inside me.His mouth was on my throat, open and hot.The cool salt water washed over us and he licked it away, tonguing it from my earlobes, lapping it from my nipples, tangling his hands in my floating hair as he pulled me up to him, keeping me from going under.His strong arm circled my back and keeping me immobile as he took me there beneath the moonlight as the ocean roared around us.His cock inside me slid rough and ragged over my inner walls, just the way I liked it, and frantically I pushed myself up to meet him as my belly tightened and my clit began to pulse and ache.On his back my fingers curled, my nails digging into the hot, solid flesh there as I hung on for dear life.“Manny—” I gasped, groaned.“Manny I’m going to come.”“Do it then,” he ground out, his hips moving faster, his cock filling me to my limits.“Do it for me.Let me see you in the moonlight.”His hand found my face, his thumb on my lips, and by instinct I parted my lips, sucked his thumb between my teeth, and bit down.“Fuck! Rose!” His thrusting suddenly increased, went out of control, and then I was pressed into the sand as we strove together, me trapped beneath his body, he my willing captive as I swirled my tongue around his finger, tasting salt, slipping along the sharp edge of his nail, probing the pad [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]