Chapter 10
Lucas laid the blanket down and turned back to Ella, holding his hand out to her. She moved toward him, and he snaked his arm around her waist, drawing her flush against him. He lowered his mouth to her, tasting the spicy sweetness of black licorice.
He eased her to the blanket and came down on top of her. She grabbed his face, pulling his mouth to hers. She bit the bottom of his lip, causing his pants to tighten. He dug down deep, clinging onto the little control he had left. “Are you sure about this?” he asked again, wanting to make sure this was what she really wanted. Once they went there, things would change.
“Yes, now stop talking.”
He laughed and looked around the large expanse of beach. “How private is this beach?” She couldn’t even tell her family that they were seeing each other; the last thing he wanted was for someone to see them intimately and for that to get back to her grandfather.
“No one comes out here before the start of the season.”
“How do you know that?”
Her lip quirked. “I come here a lot.”
The admission did something weird to his gut. This was her place to get away from the craziness of life, and she was sharing it with him. Something about that hit him right in the solar plexus.
Her arms wrapped around his neck and pulled him down to her. He turned his brain off to the outside world and focused solely on Ella, wanting to show her the things he couldn’t seem to put into words. He kissed her, moving to her neck and trailing a fiery path down the length of her soft skin.
She slipped out of her hoodie, tossing it to the side. Her body arched, pressing into the rock-solid length of his erection as she reached for the hem of her shirt. She pulled it over her head, revealing two perfect breasts covered in white lace.
He swallowed and dipped his head, following the edge of the lace with his lips. A sexy as hell moan mumbled up her throat as she flung her head back, pushing her beautiful tit further against his mouth.
His finger trailed up her arm, hooking the white strap and pulling it down until one cup fell away, revealing a pert pink nipple. God, she was fucking beautiful. He ran his thumb across the pebbled flesh, and it tightened beneath his touch.
She reached behind her, unsnapping the hooks and letting the other cup fall away, revealing herself to him completely. “My god, Ella,” he said as he stared down at her beauty before leaning forward and taking her nipple between his teeth. He nipped it gently, causing her to grab his head and let out a cry.
The desperate hold on his head, the sexy sounds falling from her lips were fuel on the fire that burned inside him from the minute he sat next to her on that bus. Carnal desire tore through him, and he ran his hand up and down her body, gripping the narrow part of her waist, loving how his hands fit around her so perfectly.
She reached for his pants, sliding the metal button through the tiny slit in his jeans. “You have a condom, right?” she asked. “And I’m telling you right now, no is not an acceptable answer.”
He laughed, brushing her hair off her forehead and placing a kiss in its place. “I’m always prepared,” he said as he pulled out his wallet. The bifold fell open, and he retrieved the square piece of foil.
He shoved his wallet back in his pocket and placed the condom on the blanket. Her cool hands slipped beneath his shirt and pressed against his heated skin, causing him to jolt.
“Sorry.” She laughed, and the sound was like a warm embrace, wrapping around him and seeping into his heart.
“It’s okay,” he said, his voice deep and thick with desire.
Her hands moved across the ridges of his abs and slid around to his backside. She grabbed his ass and pushed him down toward her.
“Patience,” he said through a laugh.
“I was never good at patience.”
Taking her nipple between his finger and forefinger, he pinched it slightly. She cried out, and he dipped his head, taking the tight bead into his mouth, sucking and licking before pulling back and meeting her eyes.
Her breaths came out in short, fast gasps, and he smiled. “There’s reward in patience.”
She reached into his pants, her fingers wrapping around his length. His body shivered beneath her touch. Her lip tilted up at him, a sparkle in her eyes. “Or you can just take what you want.”
His laugh was sharp and loud but quickly cut off to a quick inhale of breath as Ella began to move in slow, torturous strokes. “Oh god,” he grunted, his fingers digging into the blanket. “I want you,” he managed.
“What was that you said about patience again?” This time she laughed, and damn did he love how playful she was. The single trait was by far her sexiest asset.
Wanting to gain back control, he captured her lips and kissed her hard and desperate until her hand loosened its grip. He simmered down, moving slow and sensual. She melted back into the blanket, and he unfastened the button on her jeans and yanked down her zipper. She lifted as he pulled them down her long gorgeous legs, then tossed them to the side with her hoodie. He grabbed her calf, running his hands up the muscled flesh.
He knew how much she was risking to be with him. The betrayal her family would no doubt feel if they knew she chose a Prescott. That fact wasn’t lost on him and he wanted to make this moment not only worth it but unforgettable.
His fingers trailed across her hipbone to the matching white lace. The bright white popped against her olive skin and he throbbed just from the sheer sight. She was a vision in white, pure and perfect. A beautiful beach goddess that wanted him no doubt as much as he wanted her.
He dragged his fingertips across the lace. “We’ll keep these on,” he said, meeting her gaze.
Her teeth slid over lip and she gave him a sultry nod. He slipped his finger beneath the material and swiped it through her silky folds.
She moaned the tiny erotic sound, sending a hot rush of desire through his already heated body. Man, if that wasn’t the sexiest thing he’d ever heard. He swiped again and her body curved toward his touch. His thumb swept across her sensitive button, rubbing long languid circles. Her arms tightened around him, crushing her beautiful tits against his chest. Her fingers clamped down on his back, nails digging through his shirt and marking his back.
The unexpected sting mixed with pleasure and he bent down, capturing her lips with his. He needed her to feel the passion running through his veins. The uncontrolled desire that she sparked inside of him.
He kissed her, letting that passion flow through his lips. Her hold tightened again, whimpers vibrating against his mouth. He devoured the sexy sounds as his tongue plunged into the sweet depths of her mouth.
Her body bucked and he pushed a digit into her slick heat, curving and pressing against her pleasure point. Her grip loosened as a series of trembles overtook her. He bent down, dragging his tongue along her folds. She slammed her hands against the blanket as his tongue swirled around her engorged nub.
She tasted sweeter than he imagined and he knew that he’d never taste anything as sweet again. His fingers tingled as they skimmed across the soft skin of her thighs, moving up her stomach and over her perfect curves.
He caressed her nipple with his thumb and her body shuddered, pressing against his mouth. Her leg began to shake and her hands dug further into the blanket. Her tiny moans turned to frantic shallow breaths.
She was on the edge, but he didn’t want her to fall over without him. He needed to be inside her, to feel her release. He ripped his pants down, grabbed the condom, and sheathed himself. He didn’t hesitate as he came down on top of her.
“Please,” she said as he positioned at her slick center.
He brushed her hair off her face and looked down at her. So damn beautiful it nearly took his breath away. He burned the image to his memory, wanting to never forget this gorgeous woman beneath him.
She blinked up at him through hooded lids. The brown of her eyes darkened with a desperate hunger.
Before he could ask, she nodded. “I’m sure, and my patience is waning.”
He pushed into her, desire tearing through him unforgiving and unstoppable. Her fingers curled into his shoulders and her head flung back, exposing her neck to him completely. He ran his tongue along the soft flesh, nipping and sucking across its length and stopping at her mouth.
It didn’t just feel good it felt right.
He moved his lips against hers and when he pulled back and looked into her beautiful brown eyes, her face filled with pleasure, she infiltrated his heart, and he knew he’d never be the same.