CHAPTER 4
Mila
Terror turns to lust as I feel Owen’s mouth crash into mine.
Seconds ago I felt like I was about to die, and I would have without him.
They say you feel most alive right after you are faced with near death. Truer words were never spoken.
Everything about my being is heightened. My sense of touch as his hands grab my body. My sense of smell as the scent of the sea is replace with his pheromones. My sense of sight as the blinding reflections off the ocean are gone. All I see are the vividly clear muscles and look of lust on Owen. My sense of sound as he exhales as he can’t kiss me fast enough. And the taste of him. There is ocean water on his lips mixed with his natural flavor. The combination is intoxicating.
I feel the back of his hand on my bikini as he reaches for the knot and pulls causing it to come undone immediately.
My breasts fall and he grabs the front, spinning it around my neck, getting it out of the way of my chest so his face can dive in immediately.
He takes my breast in his mouth, sucking my nipple. He pulls back and I hear a popping sound from the void before his mouth quickly engulfs the other.
He leans into me even more causing me to fall back. It should hurt but it doesn’t. Adrenaline is shooting through me and him too as he’s immediately on top of me.
He grabs his trunks and yanks them down.
Before I have a chance to take in the sight of him he’s already got his thick fingers wrapped around the sides of my bikini and is pulling it down to mid thigh.
I reach for his dick, but he’s too fast. He takes it in his hand and brings it to my opening.
He rubs it up and then down, feeling my juices…feeling how wet I already am as he sucks my tits again.
I’m so so ready and he doesn’t make me wait a second longer as I feel his rod enter me, opening me up causing my back to side along the deck as it arches toward the crystal clear skies, but I don’t see them. My eyes are closed or more like fully rolled back in my head as I experience the depths of pleasure which I’ve longed for for years.
Owen inside me, giving me exactly what I want.
I feel his hips slam into me and my body slide backwards. I reach down trying to steady myself, but it’s no use. I’m driven back again before I feel his hands grab me by the hips and pull me towards him just so he can slam deeper into me again.
It’s raw. It’s primal. It’s perfect.
My right arm begins to spasm and I feel like part of my awareness has left my body as he continues driving deep into me on the deck. Suddenly my mind comes back to the present as I feel myself begin to cum harder than I ever have before. I open my eyes only to see my juices squirting every which way as the man I’ve always wanted, on top of me underneath the bright Hawaiian sun.
“Fuck!” he yells as he drives forward one more time, stopping, and then pulling my hips into his even closer putting his dick as deep inside me as it can possibly go.
I feel his warm load enter me and I feel complete bliss as I relax. A calming sensation overcomes me.
A second eruption explodes and my butt rises. I feel his grip loosen and then my ass comes crashing on the deck and his body onto mine.
I’m probably bruised, battered, and covered in scratches. I probably look like hell but I feel like heaven.
Each of the last ten minutes were like none I’ve ever experienced before, nor will I likely ever again. Each seemed to draw upon the other, only raising the bar and heightening the experience.
And now he lays here spent breathing heavily.
I’d given up hope on taming the wild beast of a man I’d always wanted and now he laid on top of me completely conquered.
I’d gotten what I’d wanted but strangely enough now I wanted even more. It’s nearly impossible for the real thing to live up to the hype, but did he ever.
And when you desire something so much once you get it you’re often let down. Not so.
All I know now is that a moment like this can never happen again, partly by definition and partly because we’re unlikely to be circled by prehistoric human-devouring fish again. But I also know there’s nothing else I want to do than to spend the rest of my life trying to top it.
It’s almost a foregone conclusion and a losing battle that I won’t but it’s a challenge I want like no other and am ready to take.
The question is, is he?