Striping Hot

CHAPTERTWENTY-ONE

REX

Rex adored how Gianna could still surprise him. It was a large part of what attracted him to her, along with her kindness, her fiery spirit, and her exuding confidence. She had told him he had helped her get to know her sexual side better and how to embrace all of her desires and fantasies as the inspirations they were.

He knew he had unleashed a beautiful, sexual monster that he was thankful to all of the gods for every day.

Gianna was running her hands through his hair aggressively, and he could sense her desperate ache for him. The apple blossom scent was overwhelming, wafting from her wetness that he couldn’t wait to lap up.

The wind from the sea washed over his exposed skin, and he felt her shudder against him. He took her by the waist and held her panting, fervent gaze.

“Tell me what you want,” he murmured to her. “Tell me what you need, my wild beast.”

Her eyes were blazing, and the way her breasts were heaving up and down was making his cock harden beneath his dress pants. He wanted to make her feel magical tonight. He wanted to give her anything and everything she ever desired.

Without hesitation, she leaned into his ear as the waves of the sea struck the shore.

“I want you to touch me on the sand,” she whispered. “Touch my naked body near the ocean.”

A chill ran up Rex’s spine with the fury of a lightning bolt. He loved her stunning, beautifully naughty mind as much as he loved her tantalizing soul. He took her by the hand, and they walked through the sliding doors, his bare feet sinking into the soft sand.

Rex pulled her into him and held her at her waist, the way he always did, the way she always loved. The moon shone brightly above them, cutting through the ocean with angelic splendor.

Rex lifted a hand to her face and admired the way her skin caught in the minimal light of the moon. It was only them on the sand, and even if it wasn’t, he wouldn’t have noticed. They were inside their own sparkling universe, and the sole goal was to make her howl into the night.

Their mouths collided again as Rex ran his hands up and down her back. He was desperate to feel her bare skin on his, to become one with her quivering body. His fingers traced the line of her spine and found the zipper, and began slowly releasing her naked flesh to the wind.

“Oh, baby,” she whispered against him.

Rex felt himself break out in goosebumps. If her voice was the last remaining sound in the world, he would take it in like the song of his soul. She had so much power over him, and he only ached for more.

Soon enough, her back was released into the night air. He moved the tips of his fingers along the outline of her bra and underwear, teasing her senses with the lightest of touches. She had once told him that it felt like spider legs moving along her body, and he made sure to indulge her in it ever since.

Gianna moaned into his ear as he finally twisted his fingers at her bra. He unclasped it, and she groaned at the liberation from her bindings. He helped her remove the dress, starting at the shoulders, slowly pushing down the fabric and revealing the tantalizing vision that was her bare form.

Rex had gone to his knees as he helped her step out of her dress, then looked up at her. He stayed there, feeling his heart hammering in his throat as she shimmied off her undergarments.

“Fuck” was all he could conjure.

Gianna smiled, then fell to her knees too. They pressed against the sand as they savagely kissed, opening their mouths wide, tongues dancing in their wet cavities. Rex could feel the tiger in him wanting to throw her down and quickly consume a tasty treat he would reward himself with for the rest of his life.

He wanted to go slow for her, though, as he adored playing with her limits. The closer he could edge her toward an implosion, the more miraculous and entertaining the result. Rex always got hard at the thought of her having endless orgasms, and their wedding night was going to be no different.

Rex could feel her impatience the more aggressively she moved her fingers through his hair, how hard she pressed her nails into his skin. It made him feel even more defiant as he delayed her getting exactly what she wanted.

“Baby …” she moaned, taking Rex’s lip into her mouth, “you’re torturing me here.”

Rex smirked as he released his lip, then began tracing his mouth along her neckline. He kissed, nipped, and sniffed her down to her collarbone, then approached the precious parting between her breasts.

Gianna continued to lament, pleading for him, so he rounded his mouth down to a single nipple, then flicked it with his tongue. He felt his beloved shake from the jolting sensation of her wet mouth.

“Rex,” she begged. “Suck me dry.”

Rex’s cock twitched in his pants as he wrapped his entire mouth around her erect nipple. He moved back and forth between her breasts, flicking one with his fingers, then with his mouth. Eventually, he brought his hand down between her legs, using two fingers to trail over her sensitive petals.

Her pelvis shook against him, so hungry. Rex could feel her heat radiating on his skin as he sucked her tits intermittently, sensing her climax cascading up and down with the fury of a storm.

Rex finally gave in, using two solid fingers to press against her engorged pearl. She let out a loud whimper that echoed into the night.

“Yes! Baby!” she bellowed.

Rex rubbed her clit in hard circles as she gyrated against him. Her panting was uneven and eager, making Rex feel like his cock was going to rip through his pants at any second.

Gianna dug her nails deep into his skull as she approached the peak of her pleasure. She was shoving her hips so hard against him that he nearly toppled over onto the sand. But he would never allow that, not until his baby came for him.

Her thighs clapped against his fingers as her nipples began to feel raw in his mouth. He felt her plow into him with one final push, then cease movement for a single moment of ecstatic silence and stillness.

“Rex”! she cried out.

Gianna bit into her lip as her orgasm moved through her like a slithering snake. Rex continued sucking on her nipples and flowing with her wet center as she rode the waves of her climax.

For a moment, she looked completely possessed, rocking back and forth upon his hand with her eyes rolled back into her head.

That was the way Rex liked it. He wanted her to be overcome with the most spectacular sensation any human could conjure.

He stopped sucking as she began breathing slowly again, still moving back and forth against him like a dancer commencing their performance. She leaned into his neck and kissed it as he ran his mouth back up to her ear lobe.

“Baby …” she muttered.

“Uh-huh?” he asked, soaking in the salty sweetness of her.

“I want to ride your cock,” she said breathlessly.

Rex smirked, then gave her bare ass a gentle squeeze. She bit her lip in response, then stood briefly, legs shaking like noodles. Rex held her up with one hand while he removed his clothing, gazing up at her, loving the pleasurable, head-swimming daze she was in.

Gianna fell to her knees, then went onto all fours as Rex removed his pants. His thick cock bounced up to attention, and Gianna began touching herself at the sight of it.

“I can’t believe this is all for me,” she muttered.

Rex sat back on the sand, the grains pushing into his bare butt. But he didn’t care about anything else. He just wanted to feel her surrounding him.

“Come,” he said, offering a hand.

He guided his beauty back as she crawled to him, her bountiful breasts swaying in their state of freedom. She stood and began to lower herself onto the top of him, her glistening pussy making him drool as it moved past his mouth.

Gianna sat on his lap with his cock deep inside her, groaning as the thickness moved through her. The lovers faced each other while Rex felt her insides clenching him, then lifted his hands to her lovely face.

“You’re so gorgeous,” he whispered.

Gianna brought him her open mouth and waited for his reply. He shoved his tongue deep into her as they furiously began fucking each other upon the beach.

Gianna bounced up and down on him as Rex tried to elevate his pelvis so she could receive him deeper. He bit into her neck and breasts as their panting intensified, her moaning growing louder and increasingly wild.

She was letting herself go with him, which only made him want to consume her more. There was nothing sexier than a woman who was honest about how much she loved sex. He would worship this part of her until the day he died, and even in the afterlife, he wanted to make her whimper.

“Fuck, Rex!” she moaned into his ear.

It was Rex’s turn to roll his eyes to the back of his head as he felt one with her, his soul, bones, and heart blending as one into her perfectly shaped form. He ran his hands roughly from her hips to her ass, squeezing the cheeks hard, making her cry out in ecstasy.

It was the moment for him to mark her. He felt like a rocket ready to explode, so built up and intense that he thought it may kill him. He leaned back and held her waist, watching her tits bob up and down as he stroked himself deep inside her.

“Oh, Gianna!” he cried out.

Gianna threw her head back and arched her spine, screaming into the glittery night sky. She flowed like a feather in the wind as her second climax overtook her, clutching at her lover's neck like her life depended on it.

Rex knew then. He clapped himself into her hard and faster, feeling his orgasm rise like the rumbling of a volcano. His juices fired into her as he raised a hand out to her hip, digging a protruded claw into her damp skin. The action, combined with the sensation of his climax, made him feel deliciously dizzy.

They folded into one another, wrapping their arms like vines around each other's pleasantly worn-out bodies. For a moment, there was only the sound of their breathing as the soft rushes of water caressed the shoreline.

Gianna lifted her head from his shoulder. She was positively glowing, bathing in her post-coital bliss.

“I thought … I thought I had been transported there for a second,” she said breathlessly.

Rex gave her a tired smirk.

“I hope that’s a good thing.”

Gianna planted a sweet kiss on his forehead, his cheeks, and then his lips. He gazed at her as the night air swept across their perspiring bodies.

Rex then squeezed her torso tightly to him and leaned his head onto her chest. Her heart pattered rapidly, and he closed his eyes, listening to its hypnotic pumping.

Gianna ran her hands through his hair and down his back as they remained entangled on the beach. Rex wanted to stay there forever, wrapped in her arms, a permanent statue of their unrelenting love.

“I think we’re both going to sleep well tonight,” Gianna whispered.

Rex nodded. “As long as we get these grains of sand out of our asses first.”

Gianna let out an abrupt laugh, and it echoed over the water. Rex sighed, then helped her to her feet. They walked hand in hand, stark naked, carrying their clothes back into their seaside oasis.

They showered together, lathering each other’s bodies with soap and finding grains of sand in places they would have never dreamed of finding them. Rex wanted to memorize every inch of her body, every valley, and plateau with his hands and his mouth.

He felt Gianna lean against him as the warm water poured over their bodies. He moved his hand up her thighs, then lightly squeezed her breasts. She breathed in deeply as he planted his teeth into her neck, making her shudder.

“I think somebody’s not done yet,” Gianna whispered.

Rex moved his mouth to her ear, then growled. He then traced a finger along her waist where he had left his mark on her.

“I’m never done with you, my sweet.”