hands gripped her ass, hoisting her up and into position, so he could start working all of that thick, heavy length inside her.
Lucinda was shuddering now, trying to push herself deeper onto him than he would allow her to go because she needed all of him, now. But he maintained his grip and kept her to a mere inch, then a retreat, then another even slower inch.
“I hate you,” she managed to say, there against his mouth.
She could feel that laughter of his rumble in his big chest. Though at first she thought it was yet another earthquake tearing her up from the inside out.
“I can tell.”
He worked her lower, then lower still, until she was sure she was spread-eagled over him. Pinned wide and waiting for him to fill her completely. It was enough to make her pant and sweat, but it still wasn’t enough.
He still wasn’t there.
He worked her farther down his massive shaft. He hitched his hips to back up again, grinning when she made a sound of protest.
And then he surged that last little bit inside her, dragging the base of his cock over her clit as he sheathed himself to the hilt.
It walloped her.
She went spinning straight over an edge she hadn’t seen coming with such a wild, intense punch that she found herself crying out right there against his mouth.
All Jason did was laugh, then lick it up, too.
And then, when she was shaking out her wild, incandescent release—only dimly aware that the sarong had come unknotted to pool around her hips, leaving nothing between them at all—he began to move.
Her.
He wrapped his big hands around her waist and moved her up, then down, as if she was weightless. As if she was a toy, and he was using her to pleasure himself as he chose—
A notion that nearly made her come all over again when she’d hardly finished the first round.
He made a sound, something low and deep that she knew was a command, and there was no reason she should have understood him.
But she did.
She did—as if they were connected in more ways than simply the huge cock that filled her too wide and thrilled her too intensely in turn.
Lucinda arched against him, moving to take even more of him with each deliriously slick, hot slide. And giving him what he wanted, which was her breasts right there at his lips.
He sucked in one nipple, then played with it. He rolled it inside the wet heat of his mouth before releasing it, with a distinctly dirty popping sound, and then moving to the other.
And Lucinda lost herself in that sharp tug. In the insanity of his beautiful cock inside her. In all the ropes and chains of fire and need that stormed through her, connecting her nipples to her pussy and all of her to his mouth, his cock, the heat and the glory.
Everything was that fire that had raged between them from the start. Sensation and sheer madness, tighter and tighter with every thrust. His cock was too big and just right, and he worked it inside her over and over again.
Until she thought she might die from all this pleasure. Until she was so wet she was sure she might drown them both. And still he played with her breasts, letting his hands slide down lower on her ass so he could hold her in a way that struck her as even more filthy than before.
Especially when he found the rest of her with his thumb.
And he wasn’t the least bit shy about toying with what he’d found.
She made a helpless, glorious keening sound. Jason’s mouth dropped to her neck, and she felt the very instant that his control finally snapped to match hers. When he stopped moving her the way he wanted and simply fucked his way into her like his life depended on it, too.
And that was when she got to ride him as she liked, hard and deep and wild.
Her hair had fallen down, somehow, and for once she didn’t care that it danced all around them.
She let it flow as it liked, too, as she arched into him, moving her hips in an intense rhythm until she was too full, too close to bursting—
All fire and too good—
The world aflame and too much—
And when he let out a shout, pumping himself into her, she went with him.
Shattering into pieces all over again. Pieces Lucinda thought would never fit together the way they had. Not ever again.
But as she cracked open and lost herself in it, she couldn’t say she cared.
Neither one of them moved for what felt like a forever or two.
There was nothing but the sounds of their breathing, harsh and loud and meshed together the way their bodies still were.
There was the crackle of the fire somewhere in the distance. The breeze, scented with the sea.
Ages later, Lucinda finally remembered her name.
Long years after that, she managed to lift up her head, helped considerably when Jason reached out to smooth back her hair with one hand.
She felt as if there were worlds bubbling up inside her, so many things she needed to say that she didn’t know how to fit into the necessary syllables and sounds. All of which made her chest ache as they sat there, unsaid.
She felt...changed.
As if this hadn’t been sex at all, that brisk release she knew so well and often courted back home, but something much darker. Deeper. Intense and unknowable.
“Jason...” she whispered, and he was still inside her. Still an impressive length, but the sound of his name made him thicken.
And then he smiled, wicked through and through.
She felt it like a new sun, beating down on her from a new high noon.
And everywhere it touched her, she blazed.
“I like a good appetizer, darlin’,” he drawled, threat and promise in that voice of his. In that gleam of gold in his dark eyes. In his cock lodged deep inside her and hardening, already making her shudder all over again. “And that was more than good. But now? I’m really fucking hungry for a meal.”
* * *
When Jason led her into his bedroom, to the great, wide bed that took up most of the space, Lucinda decided that this was her turn to shine. What happened by the fire pit wasn’t her usual style. It had come on like a storm.
Maybe he’s a storm, something in her said.
Lucinda wanted no part of storms, or fire pits, for that matter. But she was good at bedrooms. She knew exactly how to play here.
It was strange to have her hair down and curly, but she didn’t let that get
