Illusion (Swept Away 1)

“I don’t mind if you try to buck me off.”

“I would never try to buck you off.” He grabbed the front of my shirt and pulled me toward him. “I want you to ride me for as long and as hard as you can.” His lips crushed down on mine, and we fell back in the bed. “It’s going to feel nice to make love to you on a bed.”

“I know.” I wound my hands through his hair and wrapped my legs around him. He ripped the buttons of my shirt open eagerly and I sat up so that he could take it off easily. He pulled it down my arms and threw it to the floor before brushing some grains of sand off my breasts.

“It feels weird being away from the island,” I murmured. “It was like our own private paradise in a way.”

“Yes, it was a surreal experience.” He kissed down my neck to my breasts, and I closed my eyes in sweet anticipation. His teeth bit down on my nipple, and I froze as I remembered something.

“Hey,” I whispered as he sent darts of pleasure through my body.

“Yes?” His tongue flicked my nipple back and forth.

“I thought you said you’d never been to the Caribbean before.” I frowned as I tried to remember the conversation we’d had on the island.

“Why would I say that?” He looked up at me and looked confused.

“I asked you, and you said you’d never been to the West Indies.”

“I must have misunderstood your question.” He shrugged easily. “Maybe I thought you meant that particular island.”

“Yeah.” I smiled. “Or maybe I’m thinking of Steve.”

“Yeah.” He nodded. “I bet you’re thinking of a conversation you had with him. I should punish you for getting us confused like that.” He looked down at me with a wicked look in his eyes.

“How are you going to punish me?” I gasped as his fingers worked their way into my panties. “Oh, Jakob,” I groaned as he rubbed me teasingly.

“You’ll have to wait and see.” He stood up and pulled my panties down and then pulled his briefs off. “Turn over.”

“Turn over?”

“Are you questioning me, Bianca?”

“No.” I lay on my back and stared up at him.

“Then why are you still on your back and not on your front?”

“Just because you say to do something doesn’t mean I’m going to do it.” I grinned up at him, and he fell back down into the bed and leaned on his arm.

“I wondered where disagreeable Bianca went.” He licked his lips as he stared down at me and ran his fingers across my lips. He pushed his index finger into my mouth, and I sucked on it eagerly until his eyes started gleaming as if he had proved something. I promptly sunk my teeth down and nipped at his finger.

“Feisty.” His eyes flashed at me in lust.

“You like that, huh?” I stared up into his face and tried not to squirm as his fingers pinched my nipples.

“You don’t know how much.” His lips fell to my forehead, and he kissed me softly. “I think I’ve met my match in you, Bianca. I think I’ve met my match, and I like it.”

“What do you like?”

“I don’t want to scare you away.” His fingers trailed down to my stomach and then farther below.

“You think I’m easily scared?”

“I don’t think you’re easily scared at all.” His lips followed the path his fingers had made, and he kissed down to my stomach. He stuck his tongue into my belly button, and I squirmed beneath him. His fingers reached up and grabbed my breasts as he lowered his mouth and went farther down my torso. I gasped as he spread my legs and I felt his tongue running straight down my slit.

“Jakob,” I groaned as he alternated between lightly flicking my clit and sucking on it. I grabbed the top of his head and pushed him closer to me and squeezed my legs closer together.

“You’re not so shy anymore, are you.” He laughed against my pussy, and his cool breath tickled me and turned me on even more.

“Maybe you just bring out the wild side in me,” I whispered, and then moaned as he pushed his tongue inside of me. I could feel my body trembling and my walls closing in on his tongue as he thrust in and out of me. My juices started flowing, and I gripped the sheets tightly as I waited for my first orgasm of the night to hit me.

“Oh no.” Jakob pulled his tongue out of me and kissed back up my chest. “It’s not going to be that easy.”

“What?” I groaned, my eyes pleading with him. “Please, Jakob.”

“Remember when I told you to turn over?” He kissed up to my lips.

“I’ll turn over now,” I mumbled against his lips, my pussy still waiting for fulfillment. “Please.”

“Too late.” He grinned and kissed me hard. His tongue entered my mouth and I sucked it hard, enjoying the taste of myself on his lips and tongue. I wrapped my legs around his waist again and shifted on the bed to try to guide his cock inside of me. “Oh, no, you don’t.” He laughed and pushed my arms down onto the bed and shifted his body so that he was straddling me. He sat there staring down at me, and I watched as the expression on his face changed from lust to something deeper. My breath caught as he brushed a lock of my hair away from my face, and his fingers brushed my eyebrows.

“I bet I need to get them waxed,” I joked, trying to lighten the mood.

“They’re perfect.” He shook his head.