He gives me that cheeky, boyish grin I love. “I did. I fucked up the condom first, didn’t I?”
“Well, if you had just asked.”
“Can we not go back to that nightmare? I had visions of myself driving a minivan with five scruffy kids in the backseat.”
We laugh out loud, and then quickly fall serious again. “We came to Greece because I wanted the first time I said it to be special.”
I smile at him.
“This is a big fucking deal in my life, you know? I’ve been going on TTT therapy trips over this for years.”
I laugh against his lips and I squeeze him tight.
“Promise me that Edward won’t come between us,” he says.
“He won’t, baby.” I push his hair back from his forehead as I look into his big, blue eyes. “I promise.”
His lips take mine, and this time there’s an edge to his kiss. I know the times when I’m going to get it hard, and tonight is one of them. With his hands on my hips, he guides me back and forth over his hard length. The water begins to ripple around us.
“Bring your legs up,” he orders huskily, his focus shifting to my mouth.
I love it when he fixates on my mouth. I know he’s imagining how I would feel around him.
I bring my legs up onto the step on either side of him, and he inhales sharply as he grinds my body down onto him. “I’m going to fuck you right here, angel.”
“Hmm.”
He pulls my bikini to the side and begins to rub his thick cock through my wet flesh, back and forth, back and forth. I feel myself quiver already.
Damn it, I’m hopeless.
“Hold it,” he whispers. “Don’t come.”
I smile. “Like it’s a choice.”
With his hands on my behind, he guides me down onto him and we both moan at the burn as he goes a little way in.
He grabs my hand and puts it over his heart. I can feel it beating hard in his chest.
His eyes hold mine. “Every time, angel. Every time I’m with you my heart races.”
He grabs my jaw and kisses me hard and uncontrolled. He’s only an inch in, but I swear I’m going to come.
“I can’t get close enough to you,” he whispers. “I can’t get enough of you. Do you know how long I’ve waited to feel like this?”
My eyes fill with tears. I’m so in love with him.
Our kiss turns desperate, and he grabs my shoulders from behind, slamming me down onto his cock. It’s so hard, the air is knocked out of my lungs.
He’s thick, long, and hell, I’m blessed that the man I love is so virile and strong. His cock is rock hard… just for me. He slowly slides my body up and down onto him and circles himself deep inside.
His eyes are dark when he licks my open mouth. “I’m going to try something, okay, baby?”
His hand goes around to my behind and he puts a finger over my back entrance.
My body instantly tenses up.
“Shh.” He calms me as his dick moves in and out of my sex to its own rhythm.
“Lean forward,” he whispers.
I stare at him, and I know this is it—the moment he’s asking me to try something new.
And I want to, I want to be adventurous for him.
With my lips locked on his, I lean forward, and he slides a finger deep into my back entrance, slowly sliding me down onto his cock at the same time.
My eyes widen as they hold his. The look on his face is one of pure satisfaction.
“Feels good, angel, doesn’t it? I’m going to fuck you here one day.”
Hearing him say such filthy things does something to me, and I convulse immediately, my body spiralling into a throbbing orgasm. I moan loudly and completely lose control.
“Oh, my girls likes it,” he whispers in an unrecognisable voice as he begins to let me have it hard.
The water slams into the side of the pool, and it feels like the closer he gets, the deeper his finger and cock feel. “Lift your legs!” he barks.
I’m half scared to, but I lift my legs higher. He throws his head back and holds himself deep inside of me. I feel the telling jerk of his cock as it empties.
“Fucking… hell,” he moans. He continues to pump me full, and finally stills at once.
With his eyes locked on mine, his finger continues to move in and out of me. He’s fascinated.
He’s unable to stop.
I kneel over him, completely transfixed as he explores my body to satisfy his needs.
“Fuck, you turn me on.” He bites my nipple through my bikini top, his finger slowly sliding in and out, and I know he’s making the most of it while he has me like this. “Can we fuck here now?” he whispers up at me in awe.
I kiss his big beautiful lips. “One day.”
He smiles softly and continues to work me, and damn, it feels so intimate and raw.
So unexpectedly good.
Who would have ever thought that this would be a special moment?
He bites my nipple hard. It makes me wince and I wiggle away from his over exploring finger. He’s so naughty.
“You may just be The Devil himself, Mr Spencer.”
He smiles mischievously and fakes a bow. “At your service, My Lady.” He tips me back and bites my neck. “I look forward to our one day.”
*
The sun peeks over the horizon, and I smile in awe, sucking in a slow breath.
It’s early and I’m out on the deck watching the dawn of a new day. It’s too beautiful to go unwatched. I wrap my robe around me and smile as the golden glow bounces onto my face and the sea breeze swirls around me and whips my hair.
Heaven.
This place is something else. It’s so exotic and gorgeous… other worldly. I look down at all of the white villas on the cliff below us and I wonder who’s inside of them. Are the women down there as lucky as I am?
My beautiful Spencer is still fast asleep in bed, unaware he’s missing the most perfect sunrise ever. He’s also blissfully unaware of the fear that I have deep in the pit of my stomach. I don’t want Spence to know I’m worried about that stupid magazine story on our weekend away. I’m acting as hard as I can, but honestly, how can I not be scared? I’m shaken to my core.
I imagine Edward and my father reading the story and what they would be saying—or screaming—and I close my eyes with regret.
This is not how I wanted to tell them about Spencer. It couldn’t be farther from how I wanted to tell them, but of course, that choice has been taken out of my hands now. He will be judged before they even meet him. I have a feeling he already has been.
At least by Edward.
My mind goes to him visiting Spencer at work this week and how Spencer was annoyed that Edward didn’t make time to come and see me when he was in London.
If I’m honest, it did hurt my feelings but I would never let on to Spence that it did. It would only infuriate him, and I need to try and make the two of them get along. It will make my life so much easier.
But why didn’t Edward come and see me? I just don’t understand.
A boat is loading down in the water, and I watch the people board. Then as it slowly pulls out, I watch it disappear across the water. I wonder where they are going today? What adventure are they about to have?
I feel two large hands snake around my waist from behind and lips gently dust my temple. “Good morning, beautiful,” his deep voice purrs.
I smile and place my hand up on his face. “Morning,” I whisper. “How did you sleep?”
“Like a log.” He wraps his arms around me and holds me tight.
“God, it’s so beautiful here, Spence.”
He smiles as he looks out over the horizon. “It is, isn’t it?”
We stand in each other’s arms for a moment as we drink in our surroundings. “What are we doing today?” I ask.
“Sightseeing.” I smile broadly.
“On mopeds.”
I flick around to face him. “Mopeds?” I gasp. “I’ve… I’ve never…”
Spencer laughs at my sheer terror. “Don’t worry, I’ll be driving. You’re just being my biker bitch.”
“Biker bitch?” I frown. “What the hell does a biker bitch do?”
“Me.” He winks. “You sit on the back of my bike all day, and then you sit on my cock all night.”
I burst out laughing. “You’re an idiot.”
With a huge smile, he bites at my neck and walks me backwards inside the house.
“But first you have to earn your leathers.”
*