Untamed Passion

LIAM

Sloane doesn’t bother putting her suit back on, and I’m certainly not complaining. She’s leaning back on her forearms, eyes closed, head tilted to the sky with her tits on perfect, mouthwatering display, legs casually open, giving me a beautiful view of her bald little pussy. God, she’s so fucking gorgeous.

The taste of that delicious pussy is still in my mouth, and I’m surprised I haven’t passed out from loss of blood to the brain because my cock is harder than it’s ever been, and there’s no way in fuck it’s going down until I empty my load inside her. I’d almost blown it when she’d told me everything she’d thought of. I can’t believe she wants everything that I want. I don’t know how in the hell I’m going to explain this to Jerry, but I shove that thought aside because as soon as I can I’m making his daughter officially mine. He’ll just have to learn to accept it.

The island is straight ahead of us now, just a small patch of sand with a few trees, and as soon as we’re close enough, Sloane hops out and helps me bring the boat ashore. Seeing her bending over with her bare ass in full view is more than I can take. Before I can reach her, though, she laughs and runs out into the water, wagging her finger at me.

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She treads water and watches as I drop my trunks and toss them into the boat. My cock is painfully hard and at full attention. I smile at the way her eyes widen in shock when she sees it.

“Happy?” I ask with a grin, walking into the water.

“Very,” she purrs, letting her eyes travel over me.

When I’m close enough, I grab her and pull her towards me. She immediately wraps her legs around me, bringing her body tightly against mine. I groan at the feel of her pussy pressing against my cock and her wet, perky tits sliding against my chest with every small movement she makes. I walk her out until the water is up to our necks, and even the chill of it does nothing to shrink my hard-on. My body is too revved up, too boiling with need.

I wrap my arms around her, running my fingers over her back before cupping her ass, pressing her harder against my cock as I move her up and down the length of me. She kisses me hungrily, opening her mouth to me so I can run my tongue along the roof of her mouth. Running her fingers through my hair, she moans against my mouth, arching her hips for more.

“I can’t wait any longer,” she whispers against my lips.

Carrying her to the shore, I kiss and lick each body part as the water recede and it’s exposed to me. I run my tongue down her neck to where it meets her shoulder in a sexy curve that I could happily feast on forever. I smile when she lets out a throaty moan as I lick her collarbone, giving it a not-so-gentle bite.

When we’re far enough out of the water, I lay her down, bringing my mouth to one of her perky tits, rolling my tongue over the hard peak of her nipple. The water laps at our calves while I suck on her tit, teasing her with my tongue and teeth until she wraps her legs around me, trying to force me closer. My cock presses hard against her stomach, refusing to budge, despite all her attempts to get me to enter her.

“Patience,” I murmur against her skin, kissing a line to her other tit.

“I’m tired of being patient,” she growls. “I want you to fuck me.”

I laugh and give her nipple a bite. Running my hands over her sandy skin, I dance my fingers along her tight stomach, already imagining it swelling with our child. She moans, and I know she’s thinking the same thing. I gently loosen the death grip her legs have on me and part her legs, spreading her knees wide so I can see her.

Her hands slide up to cup her tits, and I watch mesmerized as she kneads her sandy tits, squeezing her nipples so hard she makes herself gasp and arches her hips beneath me. I watch her and sigh. I want to cum all over her, making her a sticky sandy mess, but I want inside her pussy more.

“Please, fuck me, Liam,” she begs, massaging her tits in a hypnotizing way that I can’t seem to look away from.

She arches her hips, releasing me from my tit trance, and I slide my eyes to her dripping wet cunt. I groan at the sight of it. Sand sticks to her bare pussy, and she’s so fucking wet, I can see the clump of wet sand beneath her where it’s puddling.

“I’d love nothing more than to fuck you right now, but I can’t.”

She slams her hands down into the sand and shoots me a scathing look.

“Why not?”

I can’t help but laugh at how adorable she looks when she’s angry. Running a finger along one sandy pussy lip, I hold it up so she can see.

“You’re covered in sand, and I don’t think that would feel much good to either of us.”

She’s quiet for a second, and then a slow, shy grin spreads across her face.

“I might not have been completely honest about this rowboat trip.”

I quirk an eyebrow at her. “I’m not even remotely surprised. So what was your plan?”

She has the decency to blush at least as she reveals her plan to me. “Well, it’s supposed to start raining pretty well in a couple of hours, so I brought everything we would need to camp here for the night.” She pauses, biting her lower lip. “I just wanted to get you alone for a night.”

“You mean ensure I couldn’t lock my door again?” I say with a laugh.

“That was shitty of you.”

I shrug. “I had a good time.” Running my fingers along her inner thigh,

I say, “I guess that explains all the bags you brought.”

She laughs. “I even brought a tent.”

“I’d be furious if this dastardly plan had come from anyone but you, but seeing as I’m head over heels in love with you and equally obsessed, I’ll let it slide.” I give her calf a bite. “Just this once.”