“God, baby, you’re driving me fucking crazy.” The crest of him teased her clit, causing the tiny bud to engorge even further. Faster and faster he rubbed himself along her folds, skittering along her pussy hole, yet moving away so quickly she wasn’t able to impale herself.
“Baby, as much as I want to drive right into you without anything in our way, I didn’t bring any condoms.” Hot breath tickled her ear and she could hear the carnal need in his voice. He wanted her, just like she wanted him, but they were at an impasse. She didn’t say anything, just closed her eyes and absorbed the feel of him. She was so close to coming that the very thought of telling him to stop was abhorrent.
“You’re close, aren’t you, pretty girl.” His mouth was back on her throat, licking and sucking. “I’m going to make you come so fucking hard.” He added a little more pressure to her clit with his shaft and she exploded. Maybe she would be mortified later, but right now she rubbed herself on him, riding the high of pleasure. When she came back to reality she opened her eyes and saw Adrian watching her with a hungry gaze. She wanted to feel his cock inside of her, but there were so many risks of not using protection, and although she trusted him, the idea of bringing a child into her life right now was not something she was ready for.
“Maybe we can pick this back up in the room?”
“God, I hope so.” He chuckled and kissed her. When they had a little more control of their bodies, he helped her out of the pool of water. She stood there, her shirt transparent, the bottom half of her body exposed. Picking up her pants, she debated putting on her wet panties, but decided against it. When her pants were zipped and buttoned, she picked at her wet shirt, a frown forming. It was going to be one hell of an uncomfortable and embarrassing walk back to the truck.
“As much as I like what you’re wearing, seeing those tight little nipples poking through your shirt, I don’t want to kick some prick’s ass for checking you out.” Carnal lust reflected in his expression, but there was also a hint of aggression. He walked over to her, ran his finger up her outer thigh, and leaned in to kiss her. “Here, sweetheart.”
His shirt hung from his fingers and she gratefully took it. Keeping her front toward him, she peeled off her top and bra and lifted her eyes to his. He stood there watching her, water sloughing off of him in tiny droplets. There was a moment where she stood there, enjoying the view of him half-naked. A drop of water slid down the hard planes of his abdomen and soaked into his boxer briefs.
“If you keep looking at me like that I’m afraid I won’t be able to control myself.”
A shiver coursed through her at his deep words. When she had her pants on and his shirt, she watched in feminine appreciation as he removed his underwear and slipped on his pants. When he caught her looking at him, her cheeks heated and she glanced down, picking at the hem of the tee. It went well past her thighs, but she didn’t care. It smelled like Adrian and she felt a sense of safety knowing something of his was wrapped around her. He took her hand and they made the claustrophobic trek back through the cave and onto the beach.
He was right. They did get quite a few looks as they walked back to his vehicle, but they were all from the women who couldn’t help but gawk at his bare chest. Jealousy was an ugly trait, but it rose up and bit her in the ass. She found herself moving closer to him, pressing her side to his which resulted in a rich chuckle from him. Cutting a narrow-eyed glance up at him, she knew damn well her envy had been transparent.
“Something on your mind, pretty girl?”
A little huff left her. “You know damn well you’re causing whiplash to the female population on this beach.” He outright laughed at her. She couldn’t help it. She laughed, too.
“I like you being possessive of me.”
They made their way back to the truck and he helped her into the passenger’s seat, letting his hands linger on her hips. The height made her eye level with him, and being so close to him had her body heating with remembered pleasure. Still her arousal churned inside of her, on a slow simmer but not fully extinguished.
“We need to leave now, because I’m barely restraining myself from taking you right here in the cab of this truck.”
Chapter Eighteen
Brea leaned back in the bed, sweat causing her hair to stick to her forehead. Every possible inch of her body was deliciously sore. Adrian’s passion for her was insatiable. After they had gotten back to their room, he had attacked her, tearing the clothes from her body, kissing and touching her like he couldn’t get enough. They had just made love for the third time, and both of them were exhausted, yet the euphoria that thrummed through her made it impossible to stop from grinning.