Serves Me Wright (Wright #9) - K.A. Linde Page 0,64
moaned.
“Yes,” he purred, rubbing me in slow circles.
His fingers slicked through my wetness. I shivered at the touch as he dragged his way back up to the bundle of nerves that had me nearly trembling in his embrace.
“You’re so wet,” he said into my ear.
I groaned at the words and his fingers and the surprise and all of this at once. “Please.”
“I want to taste you,” he said, removing his hand.
“Oh,” I gasped at his absence.
I moved toward the bed, but he caught my hand. “Not there.”
I arched an eyebrow. But he tugged me toward the open door. My eyes widened as I realized he was taking me outside. Yes, we had a partially secluded swim-up suite, but it was partially secluded. Anyone could walk by and see what was happening.
He must have seen that all cross my face. “It’s after midnight. Who is going to be out?”
It was a fair point, but I still stopped right before leaving. I was in nothing but my underwear. I’d be completely exposed. I’d never done anything like that before.
He smiled at my hesitation. All warmth there. “Don’t you want me to taste you?”
“I do, but—”
He pressed a finger to my lips. The same finger that had been inside of me. I could taste my want there. My own arousal only grew. My anxiety not letting up despite the sexual nature of the gesture.
Julian took another step outside and into the humid Mexican air. Then he slowly—oh-so slowly—unbuttoned each individual button on his linen shirt. Until the material fluttered open, revealing the abs beneath, leading down into a V that made me want to step right out there and remove the pants, too.
He dropped the shirt onto a nearby chair and then did exactly what I wanted him to—unclasped his pants and let them drop to the ground. My mouth watered. I could see that he was visibly affected by our contact. That he desperately wanted me. All I had to do was cross that threshold and take what was mine.
Julian Wright was mine.
Before I could move though, his boxers followed the rest of his clothes, and then he was standing completely naked before me. A small noise of want escaped me, and he smirked. He knew precisely what he was doing. Then he stepped away from me and walked right into our swim-up pool.
“Nice night for a dip,” he said, waggling his eyebrows.
I wavered for approximately three seconds. We were in Mexico, away from everyone we knew, in our own private suite. Why would I say no?
“Fuck it,” I said on a laugh and followed him out and into the pool.
His hands slid over my wet body as he drew me to him. “That’s my girl.”
I laughed. “I can’t believe I’m skinny-dipping.”
He arched an eyebrow before dropping his hands to my panties. Without a word, he eased them over my hips and down my legs.
“Now, you’re skinny-dipping.”
“You’re a bad influence.”
“Oh, absolutely, love,” he said, swimming me back to the stairs. He effortlessly lifted me and dropped my naked ass onto the pool edge before gently pushing me backward, so I was laid before him.
“Julian…”
“Breathe,” he whispered, his hands sliding up my inner thighs. “No one is going to see you but me.”
And then I lost all coherent thought as he slid his tongue up my core. I gasped in shock. But he wasn’t finished. His tongue returned to my clit, circling around the nub and causing me to buck off the edge. His hands pressed my legs open wider for him. At the first touch of his finger to my opening, I thought I was going to explode. He thrust up into me, curling his finger and making me shudder.
“Julian,” I gasped.
“Mmm,” he hummed against my lower half. Another finger thrust inside of me.
My hands slid into his hair. There was nowhere to go. Nowhere to escape the onslaught. And I didn’t want to escape, but it was too much. Way too much all at once. Too much sensation, too much pleasure. I’d never felt so overwhelmed, as if every nerve ending in my body was responding at the same time.
I came undone all at once. A whimpering sound came from my lips as I writhed against his mouth. He pulled back to watch me, but I could barely comprehend anything because his fingers were still pumping in and out of me as I contracted. I thought I might pass out until he finally relented and withdrew from my body.