Brandon (Anderson Billionaires #3) - Melody Anne Page 0,103

a quick meal, then walked hand in hand toward the beach, where his boat was docked. Before long the sails were raised, and they were floating across the smooth sea. She loved the feel of the wind blowing through her hair. After an hour of sailing, he anchored the boat and started walking toward her. She knew the look in his eyes well.

She gladly fell into his arms and let him seduce her with nothing more than his skilled hands and masterful mouth. He turned her to liquid in only seconds.

“How about a swim?” he asked as he nuzzled her throat.

“I could certainly use some cooling down,” she told him, her body already responding to him like they hadn’t been making love for a week straight. She loved how every time he touched her, she felt something new and exciting. He made her feel things she didn’t know were even possible to feel.

He started pulling her clothes off, taking his time kissing and licking his way along each newly exposed piece of flesh. She was a quivering mess by the time he removed her last piece of clothing, yet he was fully clothed still.

“Your turn,” she said, beginning by sliding her hands under his shirt and slowly lifting it up and over his head. She ran her hands along the smooth muscles of his flat stomach and defined pecs. He was so perfect, with his tanned skin and light sprinkling of hair. Everything about him was appealing.

He groaned when she leaned her head forward and took his nipple into her mouth. She gently bit down on the dark skin before rubbing her tongue over the spot soothingly. He pushed his hand through her hair, then pulled her head tighter against his body. She freed herself from his grasp and moved downward, licking along his stomach, enjoying the slightly salty flavor of him.

After undoing the button on his shorts, she slowly pulled down the zipper. His arousal was pushing against the fabric, straining to get free. She was more than happy to oblige him. She slid her hands inside the denim, running them along his muscled rear, her own breathing matching his excited gasps.

Soon, he was standing before her, gloriously naked, his erection only inches from her face. He tried to bend down, and she shook her head. She’d never before tasted a man the way she wanted to taste him. She tentatively leaned forward, flicking her tongue across his pulsing head. His entire body jerked, and a moan rumbled from his chest.

“Chloe, I can’t take much more,” he said through gritted teeth. His loss of control gave her courage she didn’t know she had. Slowly, she moved forward and took him into her mouth. He was smooth, solid, and tasted good against her tongue. He gripped her head in his hands, his legs shaking as she moved along his length.

“Enough,” he growled and pulled her to her feet. He quickly wrapped his arms around her back, pulling her body flush with his, pushing his arousal into her stomach. Her beaded nipples brushed against his chest.

He kissed her deeply, swiping his tongue inside her mouth, catching her cries of pleasure with his own. His tongue slipped out, rubbing along her bottom lip, and she couldn’t help but squirm, trying to get closer to him even though they were already pressed together.

He pulled away from her, the warm air caressing her skin. She reached for him, ready to have him sink deep inside her, but it seemed he had other plans. He took her hand and walked toward the edge of the boat. She barely had time to plug her nose before she figured out what he was doing.

He wrapped his hands around her and jumped off the boat, and both of them landed in the warm seawater. She came up with a look of shock.

“What are you doing?” she asked him incredulously.

“I’ve wanted to make love to you in this sea since we arrived,” he told her. He pulled her tightly against him again, and her confusion was forgotten as he stroked her passion immediately back up.

He grabbed her legs and pulled them around his body as he continued kissing her. He pulled his mouth away only to trail his lips down her throat and finally capture her straining nipple, gently nipping her aching flesh.

He ran his hands along the curve of her backside. She could feel his thick shaft pushing against her tight passage, begging for entrance. She was more