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“How about turning around until I’m in the water.”
“It’s dark here.”
“Along with that awesome hooked nose of yours, I know you also have enhanced night vision.”
“I’m going to taste every inch of you, Casey. Do you think I’ll keep my eyes closed the entire time?”
She sucked her lower lip between her teeth. “Guess not.”
His heart pounded faster when she shrugged off the jacket and turned to hang it on a branch.
“I feel like there ought to be some cheesy music playing.”
“I prefer the sound of the water. It’s soothing.”
“If you say so.” She ducked her head and unbuttoned the row of tiny buttons down the front of her blouse, then gave him a quick, nervous glance before opening it and letting it too slip from her shoulders. The pale cups of her bra glowed in the moonlight.
Khalid’s balls tightened, drawing closer to his groin. He dropped his hand below the surface of the water and caressed his cock, warming it with his hand.
The skirt quickly followed as did the frayed hose and her plain pumps. When she stood, looking awkward in just her underwear, he turned his back.
The sound of silky garments sliding over smooth skin sent shivers down his neck. His skin prickled with awareness.
The first sloshing sounds had his back stiffening, fighting the urge to turn toward her and gather her close. He needed so badly to sink inside her body—find ease for the ache in his groin, growing more painful by the moment.
But he let her make her own way toward him, timidly, hesitantly.
What he didn’t expect was that she would circle him to stand in front of him as he knelt.
Her hands settled on his shoulders. “I’m not sure what happens next…what you want.”
His gaze roamed her small, round breasts and the narrow curve of her waist. Afraid to touch her, he gripped his thighs under the water and leaned forward to take her nipple between his teeth.
Her nails bit into his shoulders as his teeth nipped the hardening bud.
“Aw, God,” she moaned and leaned closer, pressing her breast deeper into his mouth.
He opened wide, sucking her breast into his mouth, working the nipple with the flat of his tongue. The velvet softness of her areola invited the stroke of his tongue, so he circled it, pausing to gently chew her hardened nipple.
Still, he didn’t reach out to hold her. He feared he’d leave bruises if he did now.
“Khalid, please, please,” she moaned. She widened her legs and her rich, ripe scent filled his nostrils.
He let go of her breast and moved across to the other, nudging it with his nose while he breathed in her delicate scent. When his teeth closed around this nipple, she shivered and her hands clasped the back of his head.
Khalid liked the way her fingers sank into his hair to curve around his scalp. She combed through his hair, dragging hard when he suckled deeply. He released her breast, but continued to lap her skin with his tongue, laving the soft underside of her breasts, then working his way down her quivering belly. Groaning, he traced the contour of her belly button, pressing his tongue hard against the soft button and enjoying the throaty moan it produced.
Then he leaned down to lick his way toward her sex. Crisp, clean hair—curling, but soft—tickled his nose and her legs widened again, inviting him lower still. When he tongued her cream-coated folds, his sex jerked between his legs.
“Oh God,” she groaned, her fingers tightening around his head.
Khalid sucked on her outer lips, savoring her salty-musk flavor. His whole body tightened against the overpowering need to plunge inside her…fuck deep into her moist, hot core.
“Inside me,” she whispered. She pulsed her hips, her movements a little jerky. “Lick inside me, please, Khalid.”
With his own body shivering now with restrained lust, he let go of his her thighs and lifted his hands to carefully part her folds. His thumbs opened her like the petals of a fragrant rose. When next his tongue slid between, he hardened it to spear inside her portal. He slipped his tongue between the petals and he hardened the tip to spear inside her.
A deep shudder racked her slender frame and she cried out, her whole body growing rigid as she strained against him. “Please, please…more.”
Allah! He’d not known a woman’s softness or her many flavors in so long. He’d withheld himself, kept true to his faith. But his hunger, his beast’s hunger, overrode his strict personal code to do no harm.
He meant to devour her.