Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 25896 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25896 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Rhys signaled and turned onto Beach Drive, another part of Brenton Island where the rich people of the island lived. On one side of the road was the ocean, while the other side was magnificent homes with spectacular views. He drove until they came to the state beach parking lot and turned in.
They were the only ones there.
The silence in the car was deafening with the only sounds coming from the ocean crashing into the rocky shoreline.
“Have you been here before?” he asked in the darkness.
“Only during the day.” Maisie kept her eyes forward but moved her hand closer to his erection. Her finger moved up and down his trousers, feeling the hardness protected by fabric. Without thinking, she unbuckled her seat belt and removed her coat.
Rhys had his own plans.
He pulled Maisie over the console and had her straddling his lap before she could protest. The thing was, she didn’t want to protest. She wanted him and had thrown her stupid rules out the window as soon as he kissed her in the parking lot. Maisie had absolutely nothing to lose if they didn’t go out this weekend because she would have the memory of hooking up with the really hot guy she met at the grocery store.
Rhys pushed her dress up over her hips and exposed her bare ass to the cold air. He dug his fingers into her skin while they kissed. Maisie moved back and forth against his straining erection, needing the friction against her clit, as her fingers worked the knot of his tie. Once it was loose enough, Rhys pulled it over his head and tossed it aside.
He found the zipper on her dress, pulled it down, and slid the arms down as much as possible. Maisie cried out in pleasure when he took her taut nipple into his mouth, nipping at her heated flesh. Buttons dinged off the windows and doors as she ripped his shirt open. Rhys smiled against her skin and massaged her other breast, tweaking her peak between his thumb and finger.
Maisie moved faster and harder against his crotch and then felt his hand snake between them. The simple touch of his fingers near her overly heated core sent her body into a tizzy. Without taking his mouth of her breast, he freed his cock and reclined his seat a little. As if her hand had a mind of its own, it gripped Rhys’s dick and stroked him, spreading precum over the tip.
“Can we get in the back?” Maisie asked breathlessly.
Rhys didn’t answer but reclined his seat more so Maisie could easily climb in the back. He swatted her ass when it was near his face and then promptly rubbed the spot he hit. Both actions were enough to cause Maisie’s insides to clench. She was going to come before they even got down to business.
As soon as Rhys was in the back seat, Maisie got on her knees and took him into her mouth. He groaned and hissed and did what he could to move his slacks out of the way. Maisie worked her tongue up and down his shaft, taking him as deeply as she could without gagging. Rhys was big. Bigger than anyone she had been with in the past.
She looked at him as she swirled her tongue over his tip. “I want to fuck you,” he said as he moved her hair away from her face.
“Do you have a condom?”
He nodded and she tried not to let the fact that he had one bother her. Of course he had one, most single men did these days. Rhys leaned into the front, rifled through the console and then sat back against the seat. He never took his eyes off Maisie while he sheathed himself.
“I should’ve taken you back to my place,” he said as he pulled her toward him.
“Why’s that?”
Rhys moved her thong aside and his fingers plunged into her wet pussy. She gasped and her knees shook as he moved them in and out of her, bumping her clit with his thumb with each pass. “Because I’d like to spread you out on my bed and take my time with you.” He pulled his fingers from her core and licked them. “Because I’d like to taste you and do this properly.”
“Do you want to wait?” she asked.
“Fuck, no,” he told her as he tugged her forward. “Be my valentine and sit on my dick so I can fuck you.”
His words alone brought forth a shiver. She was going to come before they even got going.
Maisie didn’t care.
Not anymore, at least, and straddled his lap. She gasped and moaned with every inch of his dick as it filled her.
When Rhys dropped her off, it was after one in the morning. They had gone two rounds in the car, one with her riding him, and the other with her on her hands and knees. She had never experienced something so intense in her life. The compact quarters of the car, the smell of sex surrounding them, and the fogged windows was something straight out of a porn movie. The thrill of having sex outside gave her such a high, she wanted to do it again.