"I need to get inside you," I growl in her ear as I feel her pussy still clenching around my fingers. I need her on my cock and I don't care that we're on a public beach where anyone might walk up on us.

Stephany turns to face me, those fucking hazel eyes still looking wild from the climax that was rocking her body a few seconds ago. I'm not done with her yet and I can tell she wants more. I plan on giving her as much as she can take, I don't care where we are.

Even though her eyes are heavily lidded with lust as she reaches for the zipper on my jeans and starts pulling my cock free, she laughs.

"Have you ever actually had sex on the beach?" she asks as I step out of my pants. She's down on her knees in the sand, her little hands are all over my cock and even though I'd love to watch this woman worship my cock with her hands and her mouth, I don't have the patience.

After feeling her hot, wet pussy clamped down on my fingers when she came on my hand a few minutes ago, I'm dying to feel her come on my cock next. I need to feel that tight heat milking me and see her cream coating my cock all the way down to my balls.

"Of course not," I give her my smart ass answer as I look down at her, "it's way too girly of a drink for me to order with a straight face."

Stephany laughs. It's a pure, delicious sound and I like it. She's licking the length of my shaft, all the way from the seam of my sack to the the tip of my head where her hot little tongue laps at the drop of precum that's leaked out already.

I groan as I pull her dark hair away from her face so I can get a good look at her with my cock in her mouth.

I can't let her keep doing this. I'll blow my load down her throat and as much as that sounds like a fucking good idea, I want to be inside her when I come. I want to make her spasm all over my cock while I pump my seed into her womb.

The thought pulls another groan out of me. I don't even have a condom with me. I wasn't supposed to end up in some sandy cove fucking this gorgeous woman senseless today, I was supposed to having a serious sit down with my fucking match maker-- coming clean about the real reason I'm looking for a wife.

Making sure I had a couple of rubbers in my wallet wasn't high on my list of priorities.

I don't fucking care though. I need to be inside Stephany right now, and I realize I want to feel her raw on my dick.

The realization slams into me hard. I've never given a shit about going bareback with any other woman. In fact, I've always preferred to use a condom even if they tell me they're on the pill. Even with girlfriends that I knew were clean.

The idea of knocking Stephany up makes my dick harder, if that's even possible. I feel my sack pulled up, my balls tight against my body. The idea of making babies with this woman is the hottest fucking thing that's ever gone through my mind.

My head drops back as her mouth descends on my prick and I feel the fucker jump when it hits the back of her throat.

I yank her up by her arms in a swift motion that leaves her breathless and panting when she's standing in front of me wearing just that long t-shirt she's got on. Her stretchy yoga pant things are in a sandy pile next to my jeans and for all I care they can stay there.

I push Stephany up against the rocks, forcing her knees apart and spreading her thighs wide while I make room for myself between them.

Stephany's eyes are dark, her lips are swollen from working my cock and I like the deep red color there. She's got my shirt unbuttoned and her eyes go wide as she pushes it off my shoulders.

"Oh fuck," her voice rasps out as she gets a look at my skin. I don't know if it's the ink or the piercing and I don't care.

"I wasn't expecting that," she whispers as her fingers slide over my chest and across the stud that runs through one nipple. Shit that's sensitive, I can feel my skin tighten under her touch and I clench my jaw to maintain my control while she keeps moving her hand, tracing the tats that I got back in college when I wanted to piss off my dad.

"I need this," I grind out through my tight jaw as I cup her pussy with one possessive hand.

Like my words pull a string connected to something inside her, she gasps and looks up at me as my fingers slide through her wetness and flicker over her clit pulling another moan out of those red lips.

"Let's go," she tries to push herself off the side of the cliff where I have her pinned, "I want this too, but not here."

"I don't care who sees," and I fucking don't. Anyone who finds us here can watch or move the the fuck on, I'm not leaving till Stephany's cum is coating my cock.

"No," she says as she relents under my weight pushing her back and pinning her against the rocks with my hand between her legs and my stiff dick pressed into her belly, "It's not that. We don't have a blanket, and the sand...."

Her eyes roll up into the back of her head and her mouth drops open as my fingers find her sweet spot and linger, teasing her, bringing her close but not over the edge. Her teeth catch her lower lip and clamp down on it and I fucking love the way the pressure brings more color to her plump little mouth.

"I'm willing to risk it if I get to watch you ride my cock," I whisper thickly in her ear and I think my words might be enough to make her come again because her entire body shudders when my breath hits her ear.

For a second, I'm overcome with the need to get into her, I want to hoist her up onto my hips and pin her against the rock cliff with my cock, but I want to watch her take control even more.

I lower myself to the sand, pulling her with me and loving the way she lets me position her body over mine without resistance. I'm sitting on my ass with my knees bent and Stephany cradled in my lap.

I love that she knows what the fuck she wants, that's she's not afraid to get on top and take control of her own pleasure, it feels fucking amazing to be with a woman that has that kind of confidence with her body. I don't want to fucking think about why she knows fucking in the sand is a bad idea.

The thought that she's ever been with another man makes me a little crazy. Makes me feel territorial, like I need a way to mark her, make it clear that she's off the market now. I'll be damned if she's ever going to want another man after me.

Stephany puts her hands on my shoulders while I hold her waist and aim her body so that it lines up just right. She's so fucking wet and I know she's wet for me and that makes it hard to keep myself from pulling her down hard and impaling her on my cock. But I can tell from the way her lips part with a sharp gasp and the way her eyes go wide as my cockhead begins to spear her tight hole that she's not used to something this big being inside her.

"That's right, baby," I groan as I watch her breathing get rough, "I'm going to ruin you, you hear me?"

It's about all I can do to go slow, inching into her body slowly while I stretch her out. Knowing she's never been this full before turns me on like I've never been in my life.

Stephany nods as she takes me deeper.

"Look at me, Babydoll," I demand and her eyes flutter open and land on mine. Those fucking gorgeous eyes, she's looking right at me and I don't think she's focused on shit. She's so far gone already and I hold her hips firmly and slam her down on me, forcing the last few inches of my pole inside her in one quick movement. I love the way all the air leaves her lungs in a high pitched yelp. Her short nails dig into my shoulders and I know that probably hurt her but I can easily see that she loves it.

I let her stay there for a minute, adjusting to the way I feel inside her. I yank that damn shirt off of her and free those tits from the bra underneath and now I've got her naked on top of me. Her pert little nipples are puckered up tight and when I reach up to run my thumbs across them and they harden even further under my touch, and even though it's chilly out here I know it's mostly me.

Palming her full breasts, I hold them and love the way they fucking fill my hands, their heaviness swaying with her movements as she starts to ride my cock.