Adrian's Wrath(35)
“Thank you.” She lifted her hand and placed it on his chest. “Let’s go swimming.” The giddiness in her voice had him raising a brow at her. The statement surprised him, but what surprised him more was the fact that she started slipping off her pants. Bent over, she stopped mid-strip and looked over at him, one brow raised. “What?”
“Uh, we…I don’t have any trunks.” He felt his cheeks heat and couldn’t remember the last time he felt embarrassed over anything.
“Why, Mr. Holden, do I see a bit of pink on those cheeks?” The laugh that came out of him unexpectedly echoed through the small interior. “There isn’t any need to be shy, not after what we did last night, twice.”
“Jesus, Brea. Do you realize what you do to me?” She shucked her pants and the sight of her in those plain white panties had his cock standing straight at attention. She kept her shirt on, but after their talk last night he would have been surprised if she went nude. He wanted to tell her that she was beautiful to him no matter how she perceived herself, but she was much too fragile to bring that up again. This trip was meant to put a smile on her face, and he intended to make her smile even bigger before they left this cave.
Chapter Seventeen
Adrian pressed his wet, hard body against hers and made a slow sweep of his tongue up her throat. His arms were wrapped around her, cushioning her back as she leaned against the rock edge of the pool. The soothing sound of droplets falling from the waterfall further eased her mind and body. Her arousal pounded through her like a stampede of horses, causing her breaths to puff in rapid succession. Her shirt was saturated, her white cotton bra plastered to her flesh. There was no doubt that Adrian could see her nipples as they stabbed through the material, chilled from the ocean water, and hard enough to slice through glass. As if he read her mind he dragged his lips down her neck, over her collarbones, and sucked her achingly taut nipple into his mouth. Head lolling back, she closed her eyes, moaned deeply, and speared her hands into his hair. The short strands felt spiky and wet under her touch, and she used her grip to pull him closer to her. Her mouth fell open when she felt his mouth open wider, sucking more of her breast into his eager, hot mouth.
“Oh, God,” she said, wrapping her legs around his waist, feeling the stiff outline of his cock pressing against her pussy. “I am so wet for you.” Never in her life had she spoken so openly about her sexuality, but with Adrian she felt like she could, like it wouldn’t be held against her.
His groan vibrated against her nipple, causing a spike of electricity to travel right to her clit. The small bundle of nerves swelled even further and she pressed her pussy against his shaft, needing to feel more of him.
“I want to be inside of you so bad right now, baby.”
“God, I want that, too.”
He groaned loudly. “Will you let me make love to you, Brea? Right here?”
“Yes.” Her response was a breathy moan.
“Wrap your arms around me, pretty girl.” When she did, he removed his arms from around her and with deft fingers pulled her panties off and set them on the ground beside her head. Adrian ran his finger down the center of her sex, parting her folds and then pushing the digit inside of her.
“You’re so slick with your need for me.”
“Please,” she whispered.
“Shhh, don’t worry, baby. I’m going to take care of you.”
“I need you inside, Adrian.” His groan of need filled her with longing. Her inner walls squeezed his finger that was gently thrusting in and out of her, as if solidifying her need. When he added a second finger, filling her, causing a stab of discomfort to grow inside of her until it morphed into pleasure, she was forced to bite her lip to stop her groan from spilling.
“Don’t hold it in.” Words so deep and rough they sounded ominous, Adrian’s voice whispered over her flesh. He continued to suck at her nipple, alternating breasts until the flesh felt tender and heated. He gripped her ass, holding her to him as he pressed his cock against her, mimicking the act of fucking and making her wish they were doing the real thing. The pool was shallow enough for Adrian to stand, the water just touching his shoulders and giving him enough leverage that he could swivel his hips, press them up and into her so she grew closer and closer to coming.
She wanted to reach down and pull his boxer briefs down, grip his cock and shove it deep inside of her, but if she let go of him she’d sink right down to the bottom. She wasn’t as tall as Adrian so the water would be above her head once her feet touched the bottom. Of course he knew what she was thinking because he used the free hand that was gripping her ass to reach between their bodies and pull his shaft free. Pulling his fingers from her clenching pussy, he started rubbing the tip of his dick along her folds, parting the lips and driving her insane with desire. It was hard not to twist her hips, trying to lodge the tip of his erection at the opening of her body. He eluded her every time.