My back slumped against the wall, even with Remy’s hands on my hips to steady me as he stood.
With his hair a sexy mess from my fingers running through it and tugging on it, Remy licked his lips. “I knew you’d taste divine. I would happily stay between your legs if we had the time.” I hated we had to leave after tomorrow, but there was nothing I could do about it. I’d known from the first moment I saw him whatever we had would be fleeting. “I wish I had someplace to lay you down so I could properly ravage your body. I guess I’ll have to make do with what we have here.”
“You seem like a resourceful guy. Show me what you’re made of.” I pushed off the wall and draped one leg around his waist. Even after the amazing orgasm he’d just given me, I was hungry for more. I rubbed my core against the bulge in his swim trunks as I snaked my arms around his neck. “I want to feel you inside of me.”
“And I want to sink deep inside of you. Pull my dick out, Stella.” My name on his lips was the most delectable sound I’d ever heard. My pulse hummed at the command while my hands went to the drawstring of his trunks and untied it, keeping them riding low on his hips.
With one final slip of the string, Remy’s bottoms fell to his knees, and all I could do was stare. He was magnificent and bigger than big. Not only was he long, but he was thick with a vein that ran the length of his massive erection that had my mouth drooling. I wanted to lick and suck on the beast he kept hidden in his pants.
“Fuck, Stella, the way you’re looking at me has my cock weeping to be inside of you. I can’t wait any longer. The last few days have been torture trying to stay away from you.”
Looking around, Remy pulled me behind him until we came upon one of the platforms they put out into the water for us to lie out and walk around on. “This will have to do.”
Remy threw his trunks to the side before he pulled me down with him on the soft surface until I straddled his hips. The apex between my thighs rubbed along his stiff erection as I settled my hands on his shoulders and looked into his dark eyes that were full of lust for me.
Keeping one hand on his shoulder, I pushed my bikini bottoms to the side and then hesitated. My hand ran up his taut stomach and over his pecs that jumped from my touch. “Do you have a condom?”
I hated to spoil the moment, but I hadn’t been on birth control for a few years. Before Brock and I stopped having sex, we’d been trying to have a baby, and when that didn’t work, I never went back on it and saw no point since I wasn’t having sex.
His hands sitting firmly on my hips gave me a squeeze before he leaned over and grabbed his trunks. “I...I was caught up, but I did bring one.”
I sat, watching enthralled as he sheathed himself and then as he gripped my hips and placed me over his waiting erection.
With my hands back on his shoulders, I slowly lowered myself inch by inch onto his massive cock. I’d barely gotten more than the tip in when I had to stop and let my body get accustomed to his size. Remy’s jaw tensed but had no other outward sign that it was hard for him to hold back.
“I don’t know if it’s because it’s been so long or if it’s because you’re the biggest guy who’s ever been inside me, but I’m sorry.”
“You never have to tell a guy sorry because he’s too big, but maybe I can help you get there faster.”
I was about to ask him how he’d do that when his lips captured mine. His tongue swept inside as his thumb connected to my bundle of nerves.
“Stop thinking and just feel, and when you can, fill yourself fully with me.”
With both his mouth and thumb distracting me, it was easier to slide the rest of the way down. The burn as I became accustomed to him heightened all my senses making the way his hands moved up my stomach and rib cage tantalizing. Slowly I started to rock back and forth and moving up and down.
Dipping his head, Remy bit and sucked on my breasts as I rode him. The only sounds were our panting breaths and the water slapping against the side of the boat, giving me the perfect rhythm to move to until neither one of us could hold back any longer.
Wrapping my arm around his shoulders, my pace quickened. When the tip was about to slip out, I would slam down and circle my hips only to do it again.
“Fucking hell woman, you’re tight. I can feel your pussy squeeze me every time you slam down on my shaft.” Closing his eyes, he moaned deep in his throat. His hand on my waist moved underneath the skirt I’d kept on. One finger ran through my juices before it circled my tight ring and slipped inside.
Having his finger in my ass, one on my clit, and his thick cock inside me, I was overtaken with sensation. I let out a low moan before I bit down on his shoulder and tried to stifle the noises I was making.
“Keep squeezing me like that, and I’m going to go off,” he groaned into the shell of my ear. His words spurred me on. I wanted to see what Remy looked like when he came more than I wanted my next breath.
I knew it would only be a matter of seconds before I detonated all around him. The way our bodies connected felt more divine than the finest dessert. I’d never have another sweet in my life if I could fuck Remy until the end of time.
When my walls began to flutter, I bore down on his finger, loving the feel of being so full of him and felt him swell inside of me. I didn’t think it was possible for him to get bigger, but somehow, he managed to.
Arching back, I erupted with this new angle. My body seized up as pleasure wrapped itself around me. Holding onto me, Remy pumped two more times when he stilled underneath me and buried his head into my shoulder before letting out a groan that came from deep inside.
After a few moments, he rolled his head to the side and kissed my neck. I was a puddle of happy goo in his arms as I rested my head on his shoulder with my eyes closed.
Was boat sex always that good, or was it all Remy?
A cold shiver wracked my body at the thought that after tonight I would never feel him fill me so completely.
Wrapping his big, strong arms around me, Remy stood as if I weighed as light as a feather and pulled me flush to him. His hands rubbed up and down my back as he whispered against my lips. “Let’s get you warmed up.”
“I’m not ready to go inside yet,” I whined. It wasn’t so much because of me being cold as it was that I knew once we parted ways things would be different between us.
Pulling away, he righted my bikini top and slipped his shorts on before he grabbed my hand and started us up the stairs. “As far as I know, no one is using the hot tub.”
At least we’d get to spend more time together. Only I wasn’t sure I’d be able to keep myself under control with him wet and sexy sitting across from me; I agreed, nonetheless.
I was surprised we didn’t see or hear the girls as we walked along in the shadows until we slipped inside the hot tub. Pen needed a reward for making that possible.
Water bubbled up from the jets tickling my back and making me squirm across the way from Remy.
“It seems silly to ask this now, but what did you do for a living before you started to write your book?”
Leaning back further, I let my legs float in the water. “I’ve had a few jobs, but the last was a receptionist at my ex’s medical practice. Before, to support him through medical school, I worked two jobs. One as a hostess at a restaurant and the other, I was a manager at a bookstore.”