He pulled the tie off and tossed it before working on the buttons of his shirt. Sean stopped and glanced up at her, meeting her eyes. “I should probably finish undressing in my bedroom, huh?”
She smiled. “Don’t stop on my account.”
He came to her, cupped her cheeks, and kissed her. Her soft lips parted, accepting his tongue, and Sean was lost. Her arms came around him, bringing her soft body against his. Surfing was long forgotten as his hands roamed down her sides. She was hot, and his cock stood stiff in his pants.
Sean pulled back long enough to lift her into his arms. She gave a shriek, then a light protest that he silenced with his mouth. He carried her to his bedroom and laid her in the middle of the bed. She looked so beautiful staring at him. Growing impatient, she fisted her fingers in his shirt and pulled him toward her.
“Please tell me you have some protection.” She pushed his shirt from his shoulders and kissed his chest.
“A box or two.” He lowered his mouth and kissed her. “Is that enough?”
She grinned. “For now.”
His hand slipped up her body to cup her breast. “That book must have you really worked up.”
“Not the book.” She grabbed his hand and pulled it away from her breast. She met his eyes and pushed his hand between her legs. “You, Sean.”
He rubbed her pussy through the thin layer of her bathing suit. She was soaked. Shifting slightly, he undid the strings at the sides and touched her. “You want me that bad, huh?”
He kissed her belly, feeling the slight tremble as his lips inched downward. His finger slid along her slit, finding her needy little clit and stroking it. She arched her back off the mattress in a silent gasp. He focused on his task and lowered his lips to plant a kiss at the top of her thighs. Sean moved between her legs, pulling the triangle cups of her top aside. Her breasts were perfect, making his mouth water every time he saw her. The dress she’d worn to dinner had damn near killed him with the V-cut neckline. He lowered his mouth and took one nipple between his lips while his hands continued to stimulate her.
“Sean.” His name was a whisper, a plea.
His tongue swirled around the pink tips, making them even harder. Her pussy clenched around his fingers with each swipe. Her seeking hands reached out to cup his groin and Sean jerked away. They stared at each other, panting.
“Shit,” Sean swore. He bit his lip.
He nodded his head with a jerky movement. He’d nearly come in his pants when her fingers wrapped around his cock. How the hell would he ever last inside her?
“You can't touch me until we’ve used about half of the condom supply.” That statement got a snort from her. He leaned down to kiss her and pulled back, standing on his knees to undo his zipper.
“Little boys who can’t control themselves…” She tsked him.
He pulled his pants off and tossed them to the ground. Her playful nature diminished when her eyes focused on his cock. God, just watching her watch him made him ready to shoot. Pre-cum leaked from the tip. If he drew it out any longer their fun would be over well before it started. Leaning to the side, he pulled open the nightstand drawer, grabbing a box of condoms. Ripping it open, he pulled out a packet, then rolled it on quickly.
“I’ll make you think ‘little boy.’”
He settled between her legs and thrust inside her. She was wet, but tight. Sean saw stars. Ali made a faint whimpering noise and clutched at his sides as he pulled back and thrust inside her again. He ground his pelvis against hers. Ali lifted her hips to meet each of his thrusts, making his control snap like a thin rubber band.