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CHAPTER TWELVE
The resort was moremagnificent than she could’ve imagined in her most luxurious dreams. The sweeping mountainside suites featured a wall completely open to the elements and provided a stunning view of the twin volcanic peaks and the Caribbean Sea. At the edge of the open-air suite sanctuary was a private infinity pool, providing the guests an incredible sense of floating out into nature.
When Elle entered their expansive suite, she was instantly awestruck. One room flowed directly into another, so the panoramic view was never obscured. Entering that room felt as if she were entering an entirely new world. The sparkling water, the lush green trees, and the steep peaks of the mountains transported her to a place where stress and worries couldn’t exist.
“Devon, this is…beyond words. There’s no way I’ll want to leave after being here for two weeks. I don’t want to leave after being here for two seconds. Can we get lost in the jungle and stay here forever?”
“Therain forestis amazing. Forget the real world exists. Erase any memory of responsibilities waiting for us back home. Spend every day right here on this amazing island, exploring every inch of it and each other. Making love at all hours of the day and night. Having you all to myself and never sharing you with anyone else.”
“The same goes for you,” she retorted. “No more disappearing on me. By my side every day and night.”
“You’d get tired of me real fast.”
She looked over her shoulder, meeting his gaze. “Never.”
They reached for each other at the same time. Arms encircled, lips clashed, and tongues demanded entrance. Hands moved with fluid precision, shedding clothes with no regard to where they landed. The urgency to have, hold, and feel each other commanded them, demanding their submission.
His arms slid down her back, and his hands cupped her ass and lifted her off the floor. She wrapped her legs around his waist and held on to him, their mouths fused together in an erotic union while he moved to the wall. With her back pushed against it and her legs tight around him, he freed one hand and reached down between her legs. His fingers, long and deft, found her wet center and gently pushed inside. The whimper that escaped her throat urged him on until her soft moans became cries of ardent passion.
“I love the fucking sexy sounds you make when you come. They’re music to my ears, and this song will be on repeat all night.”
He moved to the bed and set her down on the edge. On his knees in front of her, he buried his face between her legs. His warm, wet tongue licked up her slit before pushing inside to taste her fully. On cue, her eyes closed and her head dropped back. He wrapped his arms around her legs, his fingers gripped her thighs, and he pushed them up and farther apart. Her arms folded, and she gently fell backward until she lay flat on the bed.
His tongue circled and tantalized her clit while one hand traced her entrance, teasing her pussy until she’d coated his fingers with her desire. When he forcefully sucked her clit into his mouth, he thrust his fingers deep inside her waiting channel. She gripped his hair tightly, instinctively drawing him closer to her. He increased the tempo and pressure of his dual assault until her screams filled the air. When he’d lapped up every bit of her ecstasy, he raised his eyes and met hers.
A slow, sexy smile spread across his handsome face. His eyes were so dark blue, they looked almost black. Knowing he’d only begun and had so many more plans for ravaging her body made the butterflies in her stomach turn somersaults.
“Fuck, that is the best sound in the world. I need to record that and listen to it while we have phone sex.”
“As long as no one else hears it.”
“My thoughts exactly. I’d kill a man for less than that.”
His words should’ve given her pause, but when he lowered his head and began again, all logical thought and reasoning left her faculties. The feel of his mouth on her, so intimate yet so intense, rendered her speechless and incoherent. The orgasm built in increasing levels until it ripped through her with an unstoppable ferocity. The swirling and thrusting of his tongue mixed with the filling and stretching sensation of his fingers was too much to handle. The addictive part was that every time with Devon was equally as thrilling and pleasing. Every time, her body was left spent and satisfied. Every time was better than the last.
“Mmm, you taste so good.” His lips brushed against her pussy as he spoke. His deep voice reverberated against her thighs, sending chills up her spine.
“You’ve set my body on fire. I don’t think I can bear for you to touch me right now.” Her words came out in a breathy staccato. “That was intense.”
“I’m just getting warmed up. That was my appetizer.”
“Now it’s time for mine,” she replied. She tugged on his hand lightly, and he let her pull him onto the bed beside her. She moved down his muscular chest and rippled stomach, leaving a wet, open mouthed swath of kisses until she reached his cock. It was standing at attention, hard and proud, when she wrapped her fingers around it. She slid her hand up and down the shaft while circling the head with her tongue, simultaneously teasing and pleasing.
Without warning, she took him deep into her mouth. The tip of his cock hit the back of her throat repeatedly while she worked him into a frenzy. Her head bobbed up and down, matching the speed of her hand. His fingers threaded through her hair, holding on while her soft, wet mouth worked wonders on his control.
“Elle, if you keep doing that, I’m going to come.”
His warning was an aphrodisiac to her. Being the one who made him give up his control and give in to her ministrations made her feel emboldened, empowered. His release came soon after she increased her fervor, intent to see it through to the end. When she’d taken the very last drop, she swallowed it down and looked up at him through her lashes.
“You know, the noises you make when I make you come are pretty damn sexy too.”
He smirked in reply, his smug smile sexy as sin on his handsome face. Then he reached under her arms and pulled her back up beside him. In one swift move, he rolled over on top of her and thrust his thick cock inside her to the hilt. She cried out in pleasure. The sweet burn of his cock stretching her only added to the intense pleasure. He pushed forward and arched back over and over again. His mouth covered the beaded tip of her nipple, laving her skin with his wet tongue. Each thrust became harder. Every sensation became stronger.
“You are mine, Elle,” he stated definitively. “No matter how hard you try, you’ll never be free of me.”
“I don’t want to be. I’ve never wanted that.”
