Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21386 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 107(@200wpm)___ 86(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21386 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 107(@200wpm)___ 86(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
We rent a house right on the beach, a short bike ride to school for me and a ten minute drive to the office for him. And when we’re not at those places, we’re home, together.
“So I guess Fear and Loathing pulled you away from meeting me at the house, huh?”
I wrinkle my nose. “Shoot, sorry.”
Channing shrugs. “Eh, you’re easy to spot out here.”
“I am?”
“I just look for the most gorgeous girl in sight, and shit, there you are.”
I grin, my face blushing hot as I arch a brow at him,
“Oh now that was smooth.”
“Yeah I thought so,” he murmured, kissing me softly.
“Think you’re pretty slick with lines like that, huh?” I tease.
“Maybe,” his eyes burn into mine, making me shiver and sending that thrilling feeling right through my core as heat blooms between my legs.
“But I’m guessing you’re the one who’s slick when I say things like that to you.”
I gasp as his hand slides between my legs, and before I can even say anything, he’s teasing his fingers right up my thighs, under the edge of my bikini, and pushing two under to brush over my pussy.
“Channing!” I hiss, my head whipping around. But the beach is mostly deserted, and there’s no one even remotely close by. But still, we’re out in the open, and it’s still light outside.
“Knew it,” he growls, and when he slides his fingers out of my bikini bottom and brings his hand back up, I moan as I see them slick with my arousal. Channing sucks the fingers between his lips, making my body tremble as I watch him groan and lick them clean.
“Fuck, Everly,” he growls, pulling me into his lap. I gasp, feeling his thick, throbbing cock pulsing against me through his swim suit.
“House?” I whisper heatedly, reaching down to palm the thick erection tenting his suit.
“I can’t promise we’ll make it before I bend you over and fuck you right here in the sand,” he groans, making me shiver.
His eyes spark.
“I have an idea.”
I gasp as he stands, effortlessly scooping me up into his arms as he storms down the sand toward the waves. He just keeps walking letting the water surge up around his ankles, and knees, and then around his waist. He keeps walking into the surf until it’s halfway up to his chest, and it’s here that he stops and pulls me into him.
I moan as I kiss him hungrily, my legs wrapping around his muscled waist as his powerful hands grab my ass. His muscles ripple as my body rubs against him, and when I feel one of his hands slide under my suit and start to push it to the side, I whimper into his mouth.
“People might—”
“Let them,” he growls. “Fuck, what are they even going to see?” He pulls back and grins wickedly. “I’m just kissing my fiancée.”
His fingers tease me, under my suit and over my pussy. And when he slides one inside of my wet heat, I gasp in pleasure.
“Oh, is this just kissing?”
“Nah, this is kissing.”
His lips bruise to mine, taking my breath away as he pours it all out into that kiss. I moan as I kiss him right back, hanging onto him and writhing against his body and his throbbing cock as he claims my mouth. His hand yanks at one of the side ties to my bikini bottom, letting it pull away from my body. I reach under the water, pushing at the waist of his shorts and helping him ease them down. His hot, throbbing, steel-bar of a cock jumps out against my thigh, and I whimper as I feel it pulse against me.
Channing pulls me higher, still kissing me as he wraps a hand around his cock, eases it against my entrance, and slowly lets me settle onto his swollen head.
“Slide right down on it, princess,” he groans into my lips. “Let me stretch this little cunt wide around my cock.”
I drop down onto him, letting every thick, throbbing inch of his cock plunge inside of me. I cry out when I feel him so deep inside, grinding into me as my legs clench around his waist. The gentle waves undulate around us, making us bob slightly with their motion. Channing slides me up his beautiful cock, teasing me with just the head inside, before he lets me sink right back down.
His mouth drops to my neck, kissing and sucking and biting me softly as he starts to drive his big dick in and out of my quivering pussy. His mouth moves even lower, and when he uses his teeth to pull my bikini top away from one breast, exposing my pink, hardening nipple, I moan loudly.
“Oh fuck, Channing,” I cling to him, letting the waves and his powerful arms bob me up and down every inch of him, feeling him grind deep inside. His mouth wraps around my nipple, his tongue teasing it and making me gasp as I hug him tightly and let the pleasure rolls through me.