The Day He Came Back

I wanted to move closer to him, but my gut told me doing so would be like striking a match. When he looked at me again, the desperation in his eyes was palpable. I just wanted to relieve it, relieve my own aching need. I felt like everything was about to explode.

I didn’t know who made the first move. It seemed we were on top of each other almost simultaneously, as if we’d lost it at the same moment. The next thing I knew, my back was on the sand, and Gavin’s weight was on me, his hot mouth devouring my lips as I breathed in every bit of him, taking him in with all of my senses.

“You’re so fucking beautiful.” He spoke into my skin as he kissed down my neck.

My nipples hardened in anticipation. He began to suck my breasts through the material of my dress. The cut of the frock wouldn’t allow him to pull it down. I would have to unzip it from the back. I needed to feel his mouth on my bare skin.

I pulled back for a moment and rolled over. “Unzip me.”

“You sure?” he asked.

Out of breath, I nodded.

After I rolled back over, I needed to clarify something. “I don’t want to...you know... I’m not ready for that. I just want your mouth on me.”

My words appeared to ignite something inside of him. “I can do that.”

After unsnapping my bra, I tossed it aside.

Looking down at me with glassy eyes, he licked his lips. “Christ. Your tits are amazing.”

I’d never been sucked like this before. The friction, the scrape of his scruff—it felt so good. My hands were at the back of his head, pressing him against me. My dress at my waist acted as a barrier. Even though I wasn’t ready to have sex with him, I wanted to feel him between my legs. I pushed the dress down so I was left in nothing but my underwear.

Gavin took in the sight of my lace panties before returning his gaze to me. “You’re trying to kill me here?”

Missing his warmth, I pulled him back down, this time opening my legs, allowing him full access to grind his engorged cock against me. He was hard as steel. I bucked my hips, pressing my clit against the heat of his arousal. I couldn’t press hard enough, couldn’t circle fast enough. Our kiss grew even more frantic as we dry-humped on the sand like animals in heat.

Gavin moved away just long enough to unbutton his shirt before lying against my breasts. The skin-to-skin contact was heaven.

“Tell me what I’m allowed to do to you, Raven,” he panted.

“Tell me what you want to do to me.”

“I don’t know if I should.”

“Tell me.”

“I want to fuck you so hard and come inside you. I want to claim you as mine and ruin you for everyone else. But I know I can’t do that.”

His words made the muscles between my legs contract.

“Everything but that,” I breathed.

He kissed me hard, first on the mouth then down the entire length of my torso before he landed on my pussy. He slid down my panties, spread my knees wide, and wasted no time burying his mouth between my legs. I gasped at the unusual but euphoric feeling. No one had ever gone down on me, and I had no clue just how sensitive my clit was to this sensation. It felt indescribable. What’s more, Gavin was groaning against my skin, his sounds of pleasure vibrating against my core and making it very difficult not to orgasm.

He reached down through his pants and began to stroke himself as he continued to devour me. The idea of him pleasuring himself made everything so much more intense. His breathing grew ragged as he took his cock out and fisted it, licking and sucking me, using his entire face to get me off.

I wanted to feel him inside of me so badly, but I knew I would regret taking that step so soon. I’d never imagined I would be doing this with him right now, either.

I pulled on his hair as I felt myself ready to explode. “I’m going to come.”

He sped up his tongue, drawing out my orgasm. Endless ripples of pleasure pulsated through me as my sensitive skin throbbed against his mouth. He licked me in slow circles until he knew I was completely finished.

“I want to come on your skin,” he said. “Can I?”

Still too overwhelmed to speak, I nodded.

I watched as he jerked himself over my breasts, and when he climaxed, his cum felt warm against me. I pressed my breasts together, massaging it into my skin.

Looking up at the sky, he panted for the longest time.

“That was fucking amazing.” He smiled down at me before taking off his shirt and wiping down my chest. “I guess I won’t be giving this shirt to your mother to take to the cleaners.”