[spoiler effect=”simple” show=”Spoiler”]Starting with my arms, Smoke slowly lotioned my front, and by the time he reached my belly the crotch of my bathing suit was damp. My nipples were hard as well, especially when Smoke began to tug gently at my top, making the fabric rub against my engorged tip. A little moan escaped me and I cleared my throat, hoping they hadn’t heard it.Smoke leaned over and the next thing I knew his lips were wrapped around my nipple. I gasped as an explosion of tingles went off in my nether regions and I immediately threaded my fingers through his hair. He sucked, hard, and my hips thrust up of their own accord. I was dimly aware we weren’t alone, that the audience was very close, but Smoke was biting my nipple hard enough to sting and I loved it.

I would’ve been surprised if my arousal hadn’t soaked through my bikini by this point.

With a low growl Smoke released my breast and I took a deep breath, then pushed him away. “What the fuck!”

I looked over to where Mr. Sokolov and Hustler had been sitting, only to find us now alone. I could still hear conversations and laughter from the levels beneath ours, but we were by ourselves now.

Smoke grinned down at me and stroked my cheek. “You think I’d share you with those dirty fuckers? No way. This sweet body is all mine.”

I smacked at his chest. “You should have told me.”

“Why? It made you all wet to think they were watching. Your nipple was as hard as a bullet in my mouth, baby. Kinky shit turns you on. Nothing to be ashamed of.”

Instead of answering him I tried to get off the oversized lounger. Before I could get very far Smoke hauled me back and easily spread my legs wide before pressing his pelvis to mine. He shifted his hips so his cock rubbed against my slit and I arched up into him, making him curse as he began to press against me. With just our swimsuits between us there wasn’t much to block the feeling of his dick rubbing over me, especially when he lifted himself high enough on his muscled arms to rub the piercing against my pussy.

Damn I loved that thing. Smoke had ruined me, I could never be with a man who didn’t have one.

I laced my arms around his neck and pulled myself up for a long, indulgent kiss while he continued to move against me like he was fucking me. The taste of Smoke exploded over my tongue and I moaned against his lips, my legs now wrapped around his hips as my body sped towards orgasm. Our sweat-soaked, sunblock-slick bodies slid together and I cried out when Smoke slipped a hand between us to massage my clit.

It was like my body responded to him better than it did to me and when he whispered, “Come for me, baby,” I did.

 

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