“Yes.”
His pulse thumped a little harder. “You wearing it now?”
“Yes,” she said again.
Reaching down, he dragged her skirt higher, until it was up around her hips. “Under this tiny little skirt?”
He ran his fingers over her cheeks and felt smooth bare skin. “Thong?” She nodded, and he leaned back to get a good look. Bright orange lace appeared above the crease of her ass. The color looked gorgeous against her tanned skin. “I like that, baby. A lot.”
He pressed his abs and chest into her back, then circled her waist. One hand against her belly, holding her in place, the other dropping down between her thighs so he could tease her lace-covered flesh.
Jesus.
He groaned. “You weren’t wrong, Foxy. You’re drenched.” She moaned as he rubbed her over her panties, moving her hips, wanting more and not shy about showing him how much. “You want my fingers?”
She dropped her head against his chest. “God, yes.”
Pushing the flimsy lace aside, he teased her lips, slicked all that moisture up and back, just brushing past her clit, making her squirm and gasp. “Open your legs wider for me.”
She stepped out immediately, giving him better access, and he delved deeper, getting his fingers nice and wet before he pushed one inside her. She shuddered and moaned softly, hanging onto the railing tighter. “Ah, shit.”
“You like that? Want more?”
“Yes…please.”
“You’re so polite when you’re horny. Always using your manners like a good girl.” He chuckled when she growled. “You’re not a good girl, though, are you, Rusty?” He slid a second finger inside her as he said it, and she cried out when he went deep. “You like it hard and rough, like it when I lose my head. Only you do that to me, only you make it impossible to control myself.”
“Oh, Jesus. I need…oh, shit.”
“What do you need?” Her arousal coated his fingers, his hand. She was hungry for it, desperate to be fucked. “Tell me. Say it.”
“I need your cock, Reid. Please.”
Taking his fingers away, he pulled the condom from his pocket and shoved down the front of his shorts to roll it over his iron-hard cock. “I’m gonna fuck you right here. You want that?” The surfers were gone now and other than the occasional person going for an evening stroll there was no one around.
“Yes, God, just do it.”
Bending his knees, he gripped his erection and slid it between her thighs, over her lace-covered entrance, then shoving the flimsy material aside, positioned himself at her opening and with one swift movement, impaled her. She cried out. So tight, so goddamn wet.
“Lean against me. Let me take your weight.” She did as he asked, and he reached around to cup her breasts. Pinched and played with her stiff nipples as he slid in and out of her. Fucking perfect.
“You feel so good. Shit, nothing feels as good as this.” The lower half of their bodies were hidden behind the railing, and he slid a hand lower, toying with her clit. Her inner muscles tightened, fluttered around his cock. “You close?”
“Yes. Harder, Reid. God, I’m nearly there.”
“Bend over.” She rested her arms on the railing, and he gripped her slim hips and thrust deep, pounded hard, fucking her the way they both needed. Two seconds later, she shattered apart, convulsing hard around him, milking him as she cried out his name. Reid followed, bodies slapping together as he emptied his balls almost violently, that’s how good it felt. How good she made him feel. Everything he’d ever wanted, everything he never thought he could have, was right here, trembling in his arms.
God, he didn’t deserve her, might never. But he would thank whatever higher power led him to her, would cherish her, and would make damn sure she never regretted her decision to give it all to him.
Leaning over her, he breathed in her familiar, exquisite scent, mingled with the sex they’d just had, and a shiver moved through him. The good kind. Overwhelmed by the woman in his arms. He kissed her sweat-slicked skin, the red rose inked at the base of her neck, and pulled her panties back into place.
Hands on her waist, he turned her to face him. Her gaze was hazy, her expression one of a woman who had been fucked just right. He leaned in and kissed her soft lips, unable to stop himself. “You turn me inside out, woman.”
“You have the same effect on me.” She got up on her tiptoes and kissed the underside of his jaw, and shit, that simple action warmed him, had him pulling her in tighter, not wanting to ever let her go.
She smiled. “Outside sex, huh? I like it. Plus, we ticked off another first for me.”