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Though I wouldn’t give a damn if they do. The thought of us having an audience while I bring her to a ground–shaking climax is making my hardened member swell to an insufferable degree.
Luckily, this resort is for adults only.
Once she’s convinced that there’s no random pervs watching her, Abby parts her thighs, inviting me to her warmth. I tug her bikini bottoms to the side, my skin encountering her sensitive
flesh.
She tilts her head back and a delicate moan flows from her
throat when my middle finger slides between her wet folds. I take my time exploring her soft flesh, my finger tracing circles
around her swollen nub before finally pushing inside.
Her body tenses up momentarily, her muscles clenching around my finger as she adjusts to the filthy sensations of me entering her while in public in broad daylight. But it isn’t long before she relaxes, allowing me to slide my finger deeper and deeper into.
Ther
wetness.
Her breathing becomes labored, and she nibbles at her bottom
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lip to attempt to stifle her moans. Thrilled to be getting
pleasured out in the open, her body is already getting close. I
know it won’t take long to tip her into an abyss of pleasure.
I add another finger, curling them up towards my palm and
gently massaging the spot inside that sends shivers throughout
her body. My heart races and a spurt of precum splashes on the
inside of my swimsuit as I watch the pleasure consume her.
Her damp skin is flushed with warmth. Her entire body is
quivering as she’s slowly swirling her hips to match my pace.
The way she’s biting her lip and the arousal shining beneath her
eyes.
She’s so sexy when she’s on the verge of climaxing. I don’t know how I’m going to fight the urge to fuck her until we get
back to our room.
“Oh, god!” she whimpers and grips onto the towel beneath her.
Knowing that she’s right near erupting, my fingers add more pressure, coaxing out her orgasm. Her hips rock faster in sync with my two digits, and I feel each tremor that washes through her body until finally an eruption of pleasure takes over and she cums hard into my hand.
I slow my movements and eventually remove my fingers, now covered in her slick juices. Abby sighs in contentment as she
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comes down from her high. I grin at her and proceed to lick her sweetness from my flesh, feeling satisfied with the knowledge
that I could
make her climax so hard with just my hand.
I kiss her lips and a hushed moan gets caught in her throat
when she tastes her arousal on my mouth. “Let’s get you back
to the room,” I say to her in between my breathless panting. “I have plans to make you cum many more times before we leave
here.”
Luke
Abby and I can’t keep our hands off each other as we make our way to our suite. There’s an older man standing in front of us on the elevator, occasionally casting me a proud smile when he
catches glimpses of us from the corner of his eye.
I have my arm wrapped tightly around her the entire time until
we reach our floor. There is no way I’m letting her go for one
moment.
She’s wiggling and grinding her ass on my hand, tempting me to
strip her naked right here in the hallway. It was all I could do to
force myself to wait until we got inside.
“I bet you can’t wait any longer,” Abby says in my ear. Her hands
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gliding over my swim trunks making my erection throb against
her light touch.
It’s almost unfathomable. Since I’ve known her, she’s gone from
a shy, innocent virgin to now being a damn temptress. Unafraid
to show me how badly she wants to be filled and claimed over
and over.
“If you keep it up, I may just have to fuck you right here,” I groan
as her fingers rub on my cock, teasing me.
I push her against the wall a few feet away from the door to our
room. Her breathing is shallow and I can feel her heart beating
hard against her chest. “Or maybe you’d like that?” I say, sliding
a hand to her perky, full breast. “Risk being seen by someone
while my cock is buried in your tight pussy?”
“Mm,” is all she’s able to respond back to me. Too far gone in
her arousal to think of anything else to say.
Her body shifts around until she’s pressing her eager cunt onto
my aching hardness. For a moment, I contemplate it. Pulling her
bikini bottoms to the side just enough so that I could sink into
her wet pussy wouldn’t be impossible.
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.