She did, kicking the suit a few feet away. I knelt between her legs and slithered my tongue over her slick pussy. God, she tasted so sweet. And she was wet. So fucking wet.
“Mmm,” I said against her vulva. “I could eat you forever.”
She moaned above me. “Feels so good…”
I swirled my tongue over her clit, and she jerked. I stood, moving us over to some soft grass. And then I knelt again as she stood above me, and I continued to suck her sweet cunt. I wanted to make her come. I wanted her to gush all over my face. If I could bottle her scent… Take it with me everywhere…
I continued licking her, flicking her clit. She grabbed my head, threading her fingers through my hair, yanking me toward her. She began grinding on my face. My hard cock throbbed between my legs. I longed to thrust it into her, but I wanted her to come all over my face first.
“Oh!” Her pussy throbbed against my mouth. “I’m coming, Jonah. Oh my God!”
I lapped at her, sucking every last drop of cream from that pussy. I couldn’t wait any longer to have her. I pulled her down and laid her on the grass. I quickly pushed my trunks over my hips and plunged inside her.
Sweet wet heat. She gripped me like a vise, so tight.
As much as I wanted to bring her to another climax, that would have to wait. My balls tightened, and those tiny convulsions started at the base of my cock and radiated outward, through every cell in my body, until my skin tingled all over and I poured myself into her.
“My God, I love you.” I plunged once more, emptying my essence into her body.
I lay atop her for a moment and then turned on my side. I had a straight shot view of my sliding glass door in the distance. It was closing, and a tall figure who looked suspiciously like Talon was walking backward into the kitchen.
I shook my head. “Are you fucking kidding me?”
Chapter Twenty–Eight
Melanie
“What is it?” I asked.
Jonah stood and pulled his trunks, which were still around his knees, over his hips. “It’s nothing, baby. But you may want to put your suit back on.”
Warmth infused my already heat-laden body. “What?”
“I think Talon is here.”
“Oh, for God’s sake.” I stood, scanning the area for my suit. I spied it on the concrete by the pool and ran to it, pulling the wet fabric onto my slick body as quickly as I could. “This is the very last time we have sex near your pool. The very fucking last time.”
“I’m so sorry, sweetheart. I’ll see what he wants, and I’ll get rid of him.”
“I may as well come with you,” I said. “I certainly don’t need to be modest around him now. Or your friend Bryce, for that matter.”
Jonah’s dark eyes gleamed with amusement.
I swatted him lightly. “You think this is funny?”
“Baby, it is a bit amusing. It’s kind of like a bad cartoon.”
“Then you may be surprised to know that I never really wanted your brother or your best friend to see me naked.”
“Honey, never be ashamed of that beautiful body of yours. In fact, I’m thinking maybe we should plan a trip to a nude beach.”
My mouth fell open. “Please be kidding.”
“Oh, no, I’m not kidding. In fact, a nude beach should be nothing to you now.” He let out a peal of laughter.
I swatted him again. “You’re a big pain in the ass.”
“Yes, but I’m your pain in the ass.” He smiled, his gorgeous laugh lines crinkling, his beautiful dimples dimpling, his perfect teeth sparkling. The man was magnificent. And more than that, he was beautiful on the inside—darkly beautiful. And tortured. In a different way from his brother, but tortured nonetheless.