standing with his arms folded, seeming to completely enjoy the view. She gave him a frown. “Do you mind?”
He held up both hands in a posture of surrender. “Not my fault when you go around bending over and looking that good.”
Mika quickly stepped into her bottoms. She made quick work of tying the back on her bikini top behind her neck though her hands were all thumbs as she fumbled with the strings.
She let out a sigh. Why was he still looking at her like that? She could feel him. So intense. Her carefree feelings of surrender and confidence were seeping away, quickly being replaced by doubt and insecurity. She shook her head and looked up at the tree, where the fading sunlight filtered through the branches, before turning back to Ale and his all-seeing eyes. For a moment, she gave as good as she got. It was a game of chicken to see who would turn away first. But Ale was like a man in a trance, or maybe someone with just too much determination.
She snorted with disbelief and blinked. He smiled, full lips spreading with an invitation, and she instinctively lowered her eyes. She shouldn’t have done that. Look up girl, just keep looking up. But from this view, she wanted to reach out and relieve him of what must be an ever-growing ache. He was once again so hard she wanted to touch him to make sure he was real. That this was real. But more than anything, she wanted to hold on. Hold on to the absolutely wonderful feeling of joy, of power, of feeling like she was the only women he wanted—at least, for now.
And just then thoughts of the real world niggled at the back of her mind. She had to tell him about the job at Stylist . But how? Just a short time ago, it seemed difficult, but at least the conversation was had been mapped out in her head. Now those words, just below the surface, lodged in her throat. Before he’d have been annoyed, but with the way he was looking at her now? He’d be outright furious. She should just open her mouth and tell him.
She gave him another up and down, taking in his sharply defined muscles, well accented by his gorgeous, bronzed skin. Yeah, the words would come a lot easier if he’d just put on some pants.
Her breath caught as Alejandro suddenly wrapped his arms around her and lifted her effortlessly. He backed her onto the tree, the bark nipping tenderly into the flesh of her back. She wrapped her legs around his waist and held tightly to his shoulders for support as he cradled her bottom with one hand and used his other to caress her breasts. Any power she had a moment ago was gone.
Poof.
Right now he had the power, and she was fine with that. When he reached into her top and plucked at a nipple, she let out that damned whimper and felt him smile through his kiss. Thoughts of the new job flitted away as her passion sparked. Oh yes, he knew exactly what he was doing, and she didn’t care as long as he didn’t stop. He trailed his tongue to her ear, taking her lobe and giving it a tender suck. His tongue traveled south, down the side of her neck, where he teased her with tiny bites.
Along with his tongue, his fingers went to work, teasing her tender flesh over the fabric of her bottoms, causing yet another moan of pleasure to escape her lips.
“I want you to come for me,” he ground out.
“But- but we have to go,” she whispered.
“It can wait.” His fingers played their clever little game. “I want you to come for me first.”
Damn Alejandro. As if she had a choice.
He moved his fingers in and out of her in a sensual rhythm then dipped his head lower to tease her nipple through her top, causing incredible friction in two places at once.
“I need you inside me now,” Mika panted. Oh god, she was already so close.
Ale growled in her ear. The sound sent her that much closer to the tipping point. He lifted her higher and with one hand moved the crotch of her bottoms to the side and guided himself to her center. Then with one long and
He held up both hands in a posture of surrender. “Not my fault when you go around bending over and looking that good.”
Mika quickly stepped into her bottoms. She made quick work of tying the back on her bikini top behind her neck though her hands were all thumbs as she fumbled with the strings.
She let out a sigh. Why was he still looking at her like that? She could feel him. So intense. Her carefree feelings of surrender and confidence were seeping away, quickly being replaced by doubt and insecurity. She shook her head and looked up at the tree, where the fading sunlight filtered through the branches, before turning back to Ale and his all-seeing eyes. For a moment, she gave as good as she got. It was a game of chicken to see who would turn away first. But Ale was like a man in a trance, or maybe someone with just too much determination.
She snorted with disbelief and blinked. He smiled, full lips spreading with an invitation, and she instinctively lowered her eyes. She shouldn’t have done that. Look up girl, just keep looking up. But from this view, she wanted to reach out and relieve him of what must be an ever-growing ache. He was once again so hard she wanted to touch him to make sure he was real. That this was real. But more than anything, she wanted to hold on. Hold on to the absolutely wonderful feeling of joy, of power, of feeling like she was the only women he wanted—at least, for now.
And just then thoughts of the real world niggled at the back of her mind. She had to tell him about the job at Stylist . But how? Just a short time ago, it seemed difficult, but at least the conversation was had been mapped out in her head. Now those words, just below the surface, lodged in her throat. Before he’d have been annoyed, but with the way he was looking at her now? He’d be outright furious. She should just open her mouth and tell him.
She gave him another up and down, taking in his sharply defined muscles, well accented by his gorgeous, bronzed skin. Yeah, the words would come a lot easier if he’d just put on some pants.
Her breath caught as Alejandro suddenly wrapped his arms around her and lifted her effortlessly. He backed her onto the tree, the bark nipping tenderly into the flesh of her back. She wrapped her legs around his waist and held tightly to his shoulders for support as he cradled her bottom with one hand and used his other to caress her breasts. Any power she had a moment ago was gone.
Poof.
Right now he had the power, and she was fine with that. When he reached into her top and plucked at a nipple, she let out that damned whimper and felt him smile through his kiss. Thoughts of the new job flitted away as her passion sparked. Oh yes, he knew exactly what he was doing, and she didn’t care as long as he didn’t stop. He trailed his tongue to her ear, taking her lobe and giving it a tender suck. His tongue traveled south, down the side of her neck, where he teased her with tiny bites.
Along with his tongue, his fingers went to work, teasing her tender flesh over the fabric of her bottoms, causing yet another moan of pleasure to escape her lips.
“I want you to come for me,” he ground out.
“But- but we have to go,” she whispered.
“It can wait.” His fingers played their clever little game. “I want you to come for me first.”
Damn Alejandro. As if she had a choice.
He moved his fingers in and out of her in a sensual rhythm then dipped his head lower to tease her nipple through her top, causing incredible friction in two places at once.
“I need you inside me now,” Mika panted. Oh god, she was already so close.
Ale growled in her ear. The sound sent her that much closer to the tipping point. He lifted her higher and with one hand moved the crotch of her bottoms to the side and guided himself to her center. Then with one long and
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