and chuck them somewhere behind me. “Put your hands on your knees.”
Once her palms kiss her knees, I slide her ankles wide and she gasps, looking down at me.
“Don’t move your hands, understand? You keep them there, no matter what. Do you understand me?”
She nods, curling her fingers over her knees, the digging of her nails and rapid contractions of her chest telling me she’s nervous.
Dragging my gaze from hers, I stare down her thighs to where the pink shell of her pussy begs to be eaten.
The first, heavy wave rolls in, splashing up over her shoulders to wet the thin T-shirt that turns almost translucent over her delectable, braless tits beneath. Round globes peek through the sodden fabric, and I lean forward to suck the salt across her nipple, taking the hardened flesh between my teeth.
She squirms and writhes beneath me, her fingers running over the top of my head.
Breaking the rules.
I nip her flesh, inciting a squeal, and set her hand back atop her knee. “Hands where I placed them.”
Taking the fabric of her shirt in a tight grip, I tear it down the center, jostling her pretty tits, before I let each half fall against her chest. Eyes wide, she lifts her head, staring down at her tattered shirt.
She looks like a mess I want to lick clean.
The sight of her exposed skin tempts my fingers, and I run them over her breasts, giving one a light slap before I take her now fully exposed nipple into my mouth again.
Another wave splashes over top of her, and her muscles jerk against my lips, while I work my way down her body, trailing kisses across her wet stomach, until I reach the apex of her thighs. Once my tongue reaches her sensitive skin, the sweet flavor hits the back of my throat, and my eyeballs damn near roll back in my head.
Like sucking the juices from an overripe peach.
Arms wrapped around her thighs, I draw her closer and lower to my stomach, while the sound of her soft moans echo in the cave.
Another wave, and she jerks in my grasp.
“Lucian.” The breathless tone of her voice, laced with a small bit of panic, spirals down my spine. “The waves …” A push to the top of my head fails to break my tonguing of her pussy, and I reach up to place her hand back on her knee. Again. “The water … it’s rising.” Another moan bounces off the cave walls, as she seems to fight to stay focused.
“I’ll stop when you come.”
Panting, she squirms on the sand, thighs trembling in my palms. “I can’t … I’ll drown before then.”
“Then, I suggest you quit talking and relax.”
One long suck of her clit, and her whimper dissolves into a moan, her back arching up off the sand. Another wave crashes around us, and her thighs flex, but I hold her down and flick my tongue along the silky walls of her narrow seam. Her fingers curl over a handful of my hair, only this time I don’t bother to place her hand back on her knees, because she opens herself wider to me. “Good girl.”
Another wave follows the first, this one splashing against my face, and when I lift my head from her slippery flesh, I notice the water level is at her ears. I dive in again, and she cries out, nails digging into my scalp.
More licking.
More sucking.
The waves come faster than before, the tide rising with every ticking second.
Her moans begin to heighten, and another wave crashes over top of us, the salt in my mouth while I eat her underwater. A cough sputters from her throat, and she sucks in a gasp, before another wave rolls over top of her.
I slide two fingers up into her velvety depths, while the wave retreats, and she arches again, her outcry cut short by yet another wave.
The water begins to linger, the tide rising higher and higher with each passing second. Pushing to my knees, I pump my finger in and out of her, watching as another wave comes over top of her.
She tries to sit up, but I slam my mouth against hers, kissing her as I ease her back into the sand.
“Come for me, Isa,” I say against her lips, before another wave mutes out the world. This one doesn’t retreat, and the burn of her nails digging into my skin, muscles stiff and trembling, is her body finally edging toward climax.