True Love (Love Series #7) - Fiona Davenport Page 0,1

then a mouthwatering set of tits practically spilling out of her silver bikini top. My gaze narrowed, irritated that someone else might see what was for my eyes only. But my attention was diverted as the water sluiced off a flat stomach, one I could easily picture big and round with a baby.

Her hips were lush and wide despite her lean, lithe stature. Perfect for breeding. She was toned and fit but with curves in all the right places. Her silver bathing suit bottom had my frown deepening. It was too fucking small and sitting so low that I was convinced anyone who looked at it would know her pussy was shaved. My blood drained straight to my cock, although it had already gone hard the second I saw the beautiful goddess. But the thought of her bare mound in my mouth while her long legs wrapped around my head, along with the sight of my whisker burn on her pale thighs and pussy lips, had me ready to explode.

She turned and bent over, giving me a perfect view of her juicy, heart-shaped ass while she wrung out her hair, the color of dark honey. Then she flipped it back over her head and stood, practically the visual definition of sex appeal.

Her hair hung in damp waves to the center of her back, and I pictured my hand grasping it tightly as I yanked her head back so I could steal a deep kiss. Although, I hadn’t seen her face yet. She’d had her head down as she left the water, and I was disappointed she didn’t raise it now as she began to walk again.

While I waited to catch a glimpse, I dragged my gaze over her from head to toe and back again. She was walking my way, and I wasn’t about to miss my opportunity, so I quickly stood and hurried to the steps at the edge of the deck. I was about to step down when a woman with long, curly red hair came running up to her.

Finally, she lifted her face, and I grabbed the railing to keep from staggering backward. Partly from the force of her beauty and partly because it was easy to see that my goddess couldn’t have been more than eighteen years old. If she was even legal at all.

Her round eyes were surrounded by thick lashes and were the color of fine whiskey. She had plush, pink lips that had my cock weeping to slide between them. But what killed me were the deep dimples that popped in her cheeks when she smiled at the girl headed her way. They were adorable and sexy as fuck at the same time.

I swallowed hard, mentally yelling at myself to back the hell down. She was off-limits. But my dick wasn’t listening, and it hardened further as images of her young, ripe body flooded my mind. Naked and bouncing on my cock, bent over a chair with her delicious ass in the air while I fucked her from behind, swollen with my baby in her belly, tied to my bed with my head buried in her teenage pussy, and a lot of other depraved and arousing fantasies.

Fucking hell. I’d never reacted to a woman like this in my life, and I was helpless to stop it. She was too young, possibly even underage, so I shouldn’t want her. I should’ve walked away right then.

But I couldn’t. Because the only thing I knew for sure was that I had to have her.

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Diego

Allison’s skin was salty from the ocean water that surrounded us. I sucked her taut nipple into my mouth, and her soft moan was drowned out by the crashing of the waves on the shore. Her legs wrapped around my waist, bringing her hot center flush with my rigid shaft. The buoyancy of the water naturally rocked us together, and I groaned at the slickness of her pussy as it slid up and down my cock.

“Diego, please,” she whimpered.

I released her nipple and groaned as my hands tightened on her ass and shifted her so I was hitting her clit as I rubbed her pussy with my long, thick shaft. “That’s right, nena. Beg me to take you. Beg me to sink inside your virgin pussy and fuck you.”

“Yessss,” she hissed as her head dropped back, and rivulets of water glided down her neck to the hard buds of her tits. “Please, Diego. I want to feel you inside me.”

I licked the droplets