Lovewrecked - Karina Halle Page 0,72

bottom lip between his teeth before slowly pulling it into his mouth. Teases the inside of it with his tongue.

Shit. I don’t think I’m going to make it long, I—

The thought falls from my head as his thumb rubs against my clit.

The pressure inside me goes over the threshold.

My skin flushes like I’m on fire and then…

I’m falling.

Sinking against the palm tree.

Falling into his hand.

Letting go.

Coming hard.

Barely coherent noises spill from my mouth as my body feels like it’s being torn with pleasure. I quake and tremble and hold onto Tai as everything turns to comets and shooting stars, my heart and soul blasted through a prism.

I’m never coming down from this.

I don’t even know where this is, but I’d like to stay.

Eventually, somehow, I come back to reality. The sun is so bright and Tai is still stroking me softly with his large hand, those skilled fingers easing up. He’s biting his lip as he grins at me, his eyes flickering with savagery and want that have only deepened.

I’m still pulsing as he pulls his fingers out from inside me. My eyes barely focus as I watch him lick up the side of his forefinger. “Can’t tell what’s sweeter,” he says huskily. “You or the honey.”

This man knows to say all the right things.

He deserves all the right things, too.

With a lazy, sated smile on my lips, I reach down and grab his cock inside his swim trunks, thick, long and hard. His mouth drops open, a moan escaping.

I drop to my knees in the sand, undoing the Velcro at the top of his shorts and then tugging them down enough so his cock pops out.

Nearly takes my eye out.

But my god, it’s gorgeous. I’ve seen enough dicks in my day to be an expert of sorts, and I know I’m probably biased, but Tai’s is the most perfect penis I’ve ever seen. As big and intimidating as possible, without looking like a cervix-basher, his cock is thick, mean, and pretty.

Impulsively I lean in and lick up the tip, my tongue reveling in the salty hit of his precum, my fist tight around his wide girth. I have small hands, and I can barely contain him.

“Fucking hell,” Tai swears, wrapping my ponytail around his hand.

I stare up at him, making sure he’s watching me, and then I begin.

Sixteen

Tai

I don’t think I’ve ever seen a more beautiful sight than the sight of Daisy Lewis on her knees, staring up at me intently with those big, wicked eyes of hers, my large cock firmly placed in her tiny hand.

Any doubts I had about this have been completely eradicated by the time she opens her pert little mouth and slides the tip inside.

What are doubts? What is life?

My eyes pinch shut and I moan, unable to keep my cool. I desperately want to grab the back of her head and start fucking her mouth, just go to town on her, but I’m still a gentleman at heart, and I know I need to save that savagery for later.

For now, though, I tug at her ponytail, indicating I want more.

She gives me more. Pulls down my swim togs, grabs onto my bare ass, digging her nails in. Works my cock with her tongue until I can’t remember my name, sliding me in and out of her wet mouth, her grip perfect and tight. She razes the pulsing underside with her teeth, eliciting another breathless groan from deep inside my chest, then sucks off the tip.

I will not last long if she keeps this up.

“Stop,” I manage to say, my voice croaking. I sound like I’m dying, feels like I am. My body is fighting against me, wanting her to continue, to shoot my load straight to the back of her throat.

But I’m all about patience at heart. I’ve waited this long for her, after all.

Daisy, meanwhile, doesn’t listen.

I glance down at her and she’s staring up at me with a wicked glint in her eyes, daring me to come.

“Don’t make me,” I tell her hoarsely, using her ponytail as leverage and yanking her head back, a trail of spit from the tip of my cock to her mouth.

Fucking hell.

I must be crazy to stop this, but I do have other plans.

“You want me to stop?” she says sweetly, though there’s a hint of trepidation in her eyes, like she thinks I’m rejecting her. Can’t say I blame her for thinking that way.

“What did you ask me earlier? If I’d fuck you?”

She purses her