Page 38 of From Me to You
“Not until you give me what I want.”
“And what is that?” I asked. I was still trying to escape his grasp.
He took me deeper into the water—not a lot of people were on this side of the beach. And it was already getting dark.
“Jay, I am a very bad swimmer.”
He grasped my chin to meet his gaze. “Do you trust me?” he asked.
The air suddenly turned thick. “Yes,” I answered.
He tightened his grip on my waist. “Hold on tight,” he said as he went further.
I locked my arms around his neck and clutched him tight.
We were now far from the shore. The water was almost up to my chest. My clothes were completely drenched. My nipples pebbled against my deep red dress.
Jay brought his lips to mine and took me for an intense and passionate kiss. The smell of salt water, coupled with the gentle sway of the ocean, overtook my senses. I felt a deep ache start to build within me.
“Jay,” I whimpered, feeling so hot. “I want you.”
He suddenly turned so his back was facing the shore, hiding me from any watchful eyes. “Do you know how beautiful you are? The ocean behind you, your body all hot and bothered trembling for me. You are so fucking sexy, sweetheart. Like Venus rising from the ocean.”
I moaned.
His right hand from my waist lowered as he pushed my skirt up to my hips. His hands found my velvety folds burning with heat. He pulled my panties to the side and plunged his long, deep finger inside me.
I screamed into his neck. His fingers delivered long, fast strokes, sliding smoothly along my wet channel, gushing with his touch. He played me like he played his guitar. His fingers hit the right spot over and over again. And I came screaming his name.
Jay pulled his finger out of me and sucked it into his mouth. “Hmm, yummy.”
I brought a hand down his waist, wanting to feel him. He gripped it, stopping me from straying. “Sweetheart.”
“Please, I want to feel you.”
He let go. He helped me unbutton his jeans as I pulled his fly down. Feeling brave, even though I had never done this before, I pulled out his hard length while I looked him in the eye.
Jay groaned.
Although I couldn’t see him, I could feel that he was so big down there. I closed my hand around him. I couldn’t even fully grasp him. He was wide and long. I stroked his length, feeling his velvety, smooth skin against my palm.
He gripped his hand on top of mine, guiding me. “Oh yes, sweetheart. Just like that,” he grumbled.
I pumped him faster as I ran my thumb along his tip.
He came with a roar as he buried his face in my neck. I felt his warm desire coating my hand as I brought it out of the water.
I kissed him and said, “I love you.”
“I love you more, sweetheart,” he whispered, his voice hoarse.
It was already dark when we finally made it out of the water. Thankfully, no one was around on this part of the beach.
“I at least got the ice cream off of you,” He snickered.
“You got it on me in the first place,” I swapped his back.
“Do you know how much I love you? What have you fucking done to me?” Jay asked, his tone serious.