“If I lose or get fired, then you won’t have an ethical problem.”
She stared at me for a long moment, and then she started to undo her blouse. “I hate that my job is putting me in this position.”
Her blouse fell away. The moon cast a lovely glow on the swells of her tits. I wanted desperately to suck them both.
“I resent my job for getting in the way.”
“Way of what?” I asked, watching as she unclasped her bra, letting her gorgeous tits go free. My mouth watered, hoping it was about to consume them.
“Fucking you.”
So, it was just sex. I could live with that. For now, at least.
“Is that what you want, Mia? To fuck me?”
She undid her skirt, dropping it to rocky sand. “Yes. What about you?”
“What about me?”
Sh
e took a step in the water. Her body shivered. Her nipples puckered even more. “Do you want to fuck me?”
“I always want to fuck you. That’s never stopped.” I probably shouldn’t have revealed so much. Our being together was a heartbreak waiting to happen.
She finally reached me. “The water is really cold.”
I hesitated for a moment, but then I pulled her to me. “Let me warm you up.” I dipped my head to kiss her, but what I planned to start as a slow seduction, turned into a consuming inferno the minutes my lips touched hers. I was like a starving man who was finally allowed to feast. Need and desire coursed through me like hot lava. If I wasn’t in cool water, I’d have probably gone up in flames.
“Why can’t I stop wanting you?” I said, as I kneaded her tits and my mouth made its way down to suck them.
“Do you want to?” Hands gripped my head, and she cried out when I sucked hard on her nipple.
“No.” I sucked the other nipple in my mouth, tweaking the last one with my fingers. “But this … it’s going to go all wrong.”
“Don’t think about it. Don’t think about anything but right now.”
I dragged my tongue over her nipple and along her collar bone until I was face to face with her again. “Is that what you’re doing?”
“Yes.” She nodded, as her hands gripped my face. “Don’t think about work or the risk or Eli or any of it. Just here and now, Nick.”
Strangely, that was hard. I needed here and now like I needed my next breath. But fucking hell, I needed beyond that too. The realization brought me back to my first question—why couldn’t I stop wanting her? I hadn’t ever stopped wanting her. A part of me demanded that I ask for more than this moment. Another part of me told me that I walk away now while I still had my heart and dignity intact. Fuck it all, I couldn’t do either. If here and now was all I’d get, then I’d take it.
“I’m going to fuck you right here,” my voice came out in a growl as my fingers found her pussy lips and slid inside her. She was wet and hot, and my cock ached to be inside all that creamy goodness.
“Yes, Nick. Now.”
“I want to watch you come first,” I said as I finger fucked her. I watched her face as I thrust my fingers inside her, twisted and wiggled them, and then pulled out, only to do it again.
Her expression was mixed with desire and torture. She was reaching for release, and it was so fucking beautiful. She moaned and her head dropped back exposing her lovely neck. I leaned over, sucked on the soft skin, not giving a shit if it left a mark.
“Nick … make me come … oh God …”
I lifted my head so I could watch as her orgasm washed through her. I thrust my fingers in, tilting them to it her G-spot, while my thumb pressed against her hard clit. “Come on my fingers, baby.”
She screamed out my name, and her body clamped down on my fingers. I shoved them in and out as fast as I could, watching her in amazement as I drew her orgasm out.
“Yes, oh yes …” she chanted as her hips fucked my fingers.