And he was. His fingers pushed back into her hair again, skipping all polite and considerate hesitation and giving into exactly what he wanted.
“Ah, fuck, Maddie.” His hips flexed when she gave him the flat of her tongue and opened her throat to even more of his length. She kept her lips firm as she bobbed back and forth for a few strokes and then grasped him in her hand, circling her tongue around his wide, velvety head. “Yeah,” he said through clenched teeth. “Yeah, I liked seeing you with him. You know why? Because, no matter what he did, I knew I’d be the only one getting this. Tease him all you want, babe, but this? You on your knees? It’s all fucking mine.”
Damn. A light breeze swept across the beach and, in her exposed position, it felt like a cool breath against her wet, satin panties. She trembled with the delicious sensation and squeezed his cock in a hard pump before slipping him back into her mouth.
“You look so friggin’ beautiful right now.” He hissed and his hand fisted almost painfully in her hair. She loved every second of it. She showed him just how much by looking up at him and letting him push into her mouth as far as he could. Her eyelashes fluttered as her throat constricted, but she kept at it, knowing he wouldn’t last much longer. Not when she gave him all she had.
He groaned and let out a shaky laugh-slash-growl. “I can’t believe you’re sucking my dick in public like this.” One of his hands let go of her hair to smooth fingers down, along her jaw. A tender touch that belied the way he fucked her mouth. “Anyone could walk around that corner and you don’t even care, do you?”
She shook her head and swallowed him down, pulling back along every gorgeous inch with just the right amount of suction.
“Jesus Christ.” He shuddered and sagged a little at the knees, his shaft lengthening against her tongue. “I’m gonna come, babe. If you don’t want all of me, you better stop.”
She’d never held back before, why would she now? Reaching into his shorts, she cupped his balls in her hand and gently squeezed, coaxing the release she so badly wanted to taste on her tongue.
He unloaded a second later and she felt the warm, saltiness of his essence slide down the back of her throat. It was both heaven and hell, knowing she could affect him so. She loved the intimacy of the act, loved how he always looked at her afterward. Like she’d given him the greatest gift in the world. But she also loved how dirty it made her feel. How primal it was having him in her mouth and how he growled and pulled her hair when he came.
“Holy shit.” He hauled her upright and placed a wet, smacking kiss on her forehead, before he wrapped his arms around her shoulders and completely enveloped her against his chest. “Tell me again what I did to deserve that?”
She smiled and teased her thumb across his lower lip. “You looked like you needed relieving. Since that’s my job...” She lifted a shoulder and helped him back into his shorts.
“Goes both ways, babe. So, what do you say we head back to our suite? I’d love to reciprocate.” He reached between her legs and cupped her sex beneath the hem of her dress. “Jesus, you’re already drenched.”
No kidding. But as much as she wanted him buried deep inside, she wasn’t willing to compromise what she needed even more. Not when the perfect antidote to what ailed her stood inside the club, completely clueless that he’d become her pawn. Maybe it wasn’t polite to use people, but she got the impression that Armando had used plenty of women in his lifetime. Besides, she might never have an opportunity this perfect again. She’d never consider doing what she was about to do in River Bend.
It was now or never.
“I’ve been wet for hours. But I’m not ready to leave yet. Just a little longer? Please?” She pushed up to kiss him and was met with another growl.
“You’ve got an hour.”
“That’s all I need.”
Five
Maddie had always been bold sexually. She knew she was gorgeous, a wet dream come true, and she’d never hesitated in taking what she wanted, then giving back tenfold.
But blowing him on the beach was probably the most unrestrained she’d ever been, aside from the fetish shit they’d played around with back home. He just wasn’t a foot guy. And he didn’t mind tying her up, but he preferred her hands on him while he gave her pleasure. Up until tonight, she’d always been content, like him, to keep their sex life behind closed doors. So to say he was surprised by her audacity would be an understatement.
What surprised him even more was how badly he wanted to fuck her. Right now. He eyed the club for dark corners, trying to gauge his best bet. And to think he’d come less than five minutes earlier.