King's Pleasure. Adrianne Byrd

The water feels great!”

      Damn. She even had a voice like an angel.

      “Two seconds,” he said, picking up the pace instead of confessing his handicap. He could do this. He just needed to make sure that he stayed close to shore. Once he was down to just his briefs, Jeremy gave himself one last pep talk and then rushed into the ocean with one last prayer: Please, Lord, don’t let me drown.

      However, he wasn’t quite prepared for the water to be quite so cold. By the time he made it waist-deep, he was shivering and trying like hell not to scream like a damsel in distress. This was not the night to be losing manly points.

      “There you are,” his moonlit goddess said as she popped up next to him. “I thought that you were going to keep me waiting out here all night.”

      “Believe me. That’s the last thing I want to do.” He boldly wrapped an arm around the curve of her hip and then pressed her closer. She offered no resistance as her firm yet soft breasts pressed against his chest, so he took the next step, and tilted his head down and drew her full lips in for another kiss.

      Sweeter than the richest chocolate and more potent than a shot of absinthe, Jeremy’s mind started tripping and his body heated an extra twenty degrees. Still, he plundered her lips like a starving man. Within seconds they were swallowing each other’s moans while dying to get even closer.

      Suddenly she jumped up and wrapped her long legs around his trim waist. She also made sure that his ironhard cock was jammed against the crotch of her bikini bottoms.

      Pulling back, he caught her bright white smile beaming in the silvery light.

      “Oooh. Impressive,” she murmured.

      “I aim to please.” He nibbled on her bottom lip.

      “Then you’re off to a great start.”

      “You’re not doing so bad yourself.” Jeremy worked his hips and grinded against the thin material shielding her pussy.

      “Is that right?” Her laugh blended beautifully with the night, which only added to her intoxicating allure.

      “Mm-hmm.” He worked his way to the left earlobe while his hands slid down her firm yet squeezable ass.

      She followed his lead and started brushing kisses against the side of his neck.

      He smiled and kept his feet planted on the ocean’s rocky floor as waves crashed around them. Frankly he could nibble on her all night. When he caught a break in the surf, he reached down between their bodies and freed his cock from his tight briefs, and then slid her bikini bottoms to the corner of her right thigh.

      Jeremy watched transfixed while his new lover sucked in a quick breath in preparation, but he knew that it wasn’t going to be enough. With a slick Cheshire grin, he directed his near double-digit-size cock toward her pussy’s entrance to give them a proper introduction.

      But then a huge wave hit them. Jeremy held back a scream as the icy water swallowed him whole. The crashing wave provided him with the chance to experience the pleasure of his seductive nymph’s erotic curves as she rolled on top of him, her luscious breasts brushing against his chest. Suddenly the ocean wasn’t so cold after all.

      Bobbing back up to the surface, his playmate’s laughter filled his ears. But what made him awestruck was that she was perfectly positioned, so that at just the right angle the moonlight bouncing off her honey-brown skin convinced him that he really was dealing with some sort of water goddess.

      “My God, you’re beautiful,” he whispered, unable to stop staring.

      “Aw. I bet you say that to every half-naked woman you meet.”

      “I’m going to plead the Fifth on that one,” he said to be safe. “Though it doesn’t change the fact that you’re very, very beautiful.”

      “Thank you. And if you don’t mind my saying, so are you.”

      Jeremy’s face twisted again. “Men aren’t beautiful.”

      “They aren’t?” She laughed.

      “No. You’re supposed to say that they are either handsome or good-looking.” He reached up and grabbed her around the waist and pulled her closer. “Men are not beautiful.”

      She cocked her head. “Sounds like I’ve ruffled someone’s manly feathers.”

      “Nah. I’m just saying.” Her breasts brushed up against him again, making him lose his train of thought. In fact, his eyes focused on her full, luscious mouth.

      “You were just saying what?”

      He blinked. “Hell. I forgot.”

      She laughed as they bobbed up and down in the water. Her hardening nipples added more inches to his erection. After staring at her for so long and enjoying the rush of foreplay endorphins, he could no longer suppress the urge to just kiss her.

      His moon-bathed goddess welcomed his lips with a soft moan, but he was completely unprepared for the Godiva’s kiss that was as sweet as it was decadent. Immediately he was addicted. He found himself greedily deepening the kiss, barely mindful of keeping his body afloat as they drifted farther from the beach.

      Not only was his temptress sweet, she was aggressive, as well.

      She locked her hands around the back of his head and held him in place while her tongue practically molested his mouth, which was equal parts dirty and seductive. When she finally released him, he didn’t know whether he needed to file a police report or sign over his life savings for her to do it again.

      If I’m not careful, a girl like her…

      Jeremy fiercely shook off the rogue thought, but his gaze zoomed back to her buxom breasts and started having their own conversation. “Who are you?”

      She pulled one of her hands from behind his head and pressed a finger to his lips. “No names, remember?”

      He cocked a half grin to cover his sudden wave of irritation. “I have to call you something.”

      “In that case, you can call me…” she teased, “…the best you’ll ever have.”

      The silvery light picked up the wicked gleam in her eyes as she peeled her bikini bottoms off her hips, Never in all of Jeremy’s life had he ever experienced such an intense and powerful tremor that seemed to originate in the center of his soul. Baby Girl climbed back up into his arms and locked her silky legs around his hips. This time, there were no bikini bottoms blocking their connection. He received another surprise when he tried to squeeze into her incredibly tight walls. They gasped and then watched their reactions mirrored as their bodies slowly fit together.

      Ignoring the sharp rocks stabbing the pads of his feet, Jeremy’s toes began to curl. But that was nothing compared to the way his thick arms trembled despite her slight weight. There was just something about the way the muscles in her velvety pussy tightened and rippled, causing his tear ducts to water and blur his vision.

      She adjusted to his size and thickness faster than he could regain his bearings, as she started working her hips in perfect figure eights.

      “Oh, damn, Baby Girl,” he gasped, and then clenched his jaw. Soon, sucking air through his teeth was the only way he could breathe. This experience was all new to him. Her body was activating all kinds of switches that he didn’t even know existed.

      “Daddy, you feel good.” Leigh flung her head back and set her hips with that extra room.

      Jeremy had no doubts that he was dealing with a woman who was the queen of Kegel exercises. She was putting him through the wringer. Less than a minute in, he started tightening his abdominal muscles to try to stave off coming too soon. However, that trick wasn’t working tonight. He was about the come whether he wanted to or not.

      “What’s the matter? Hmm?” She leaned in close and whispered into his ear. “You can’t keep