Page 51 of Slapshot Summer
“They will if you keep flapping that sheet.But you know what?”He cupped her breasts, and she closed her eyes and arched into his touch with a moan.“I don’t give a shit because I’ll be the envy of every man who sees that I get to touch you.Baby, you are my every fantasy.”
Her eyes fluttered open.
He tapped his chin.“Bring yourself here, Lexi.Let me smell you.Let me suck you dry.Let me shoot you to the stars.”I won’t get to after tonight.
Grinning, she shook her head.“Not out here.Besides, we might tip the lounge chair over.Let’s keep this fantasy of yours injury-free.”
“All right,” he chuckled.“We’ll save that fun for later.Slide your tight little body onto my big dick and ride me instead.”
He held one corner of the sheet so she could fist his engorged cock and line herself up to take him in.And when she guided him inside her wet heat, hot chills cascaded down his spine.His eyes rolled back in his head, and he nearly lost his grip on the sheet.
“Holy fuck!”
“Shh!”She giggled again.“We don’t want the whole resort to know what we’re doing.”
“Iwant them to know what we’re doing.”He flashed her an evil grin.
She rolled her eyes.Then things turned serious.He gave her back the corner of the sheet and gripped her waist as she began to rock against him in a slow, sensual slide.
Closing her eyes, she pinned the sheet corners to her shoulders.A look of sheer ecstasy came over her.“Oh, Josh.”
“Yeah, baby.Right there with you.”Entranced, he stared up at her shifting expressions and the way her body undulated.“One more part to this fantasy,” he gritted out.
Her lids lifted to half mast, and she stopped moving.He took the sheet from her grasp, draping it over her shoulders and freeing her hands.“I want you to touch yourself.”
Her eyes widened.“Touch m-myself how?”
He jerked his chin at her chest.“Play with your tits.Show me how you’ll touch them when you’re thinking of me.Then I want to see you fuck your fingers at the same time you’re fucking me.Get yourself off.”Jesus, where hadthisside of him come from?
Hesitation flitted through her eyes.“But I’ve never—”
“Do it for me?”
“Me doing that is your fantasy?”
“With you on top of me and us out here like this, that’s the whole thing.Yeah.”
Her eyes fastened on his as she brought her slender hands to her breasts, cradled them, massaged them, and began pinching her tight little peaks.Her throat worked with breathy little moans.
“Fuck, baby.Just like that.You are so damnhot.”
His sweet Lexi was indulging him, going outside her boundaries for him, all because he’d asked.And he loved her for it.
“Hold on to my hips, Josh.”
“Can’t.I’m holding up the sheet.”
“Drop it so you can help me fuck you properly.”
He tried not to smile at her language.There was nothing proper about her fucking him or the way she was arousing herself.What she really wanted, he guessed, was for him to anchor her while he thrust up into her, while he set the tempo and rocked her body.
He shook his head.“No way, babe.You’re fucking me plenty properly, and this show is only for me.”Yeah, it was a little weird that he’d wanted to do this outside.The danger of being seen by other guests heightened the excitement, but truth be told, he didn’t want that line crossed.He didn’t anyone to watchhisLexi performing his dirty fantasy, especially if it meant they might film her for their own personal porno or to blast out across the internet.No, this erotic show washisto savor.Just like she was his.No one else’s.
She continued fondling herself while she writhed against him, her mouth parted, eyes closed.
“Now the fingers, baby.Show me how you’re going to get yourself off when I’m not around.”What if someotherdude were to get her off when he wasn’t around?He slappedthaterrant thought down.
Again her eyes opened, but they remained hooded.“They won’t fit.You’re too big.”
