When her head bumped into something, she assumed
she got too close to one of the smooth boulders on the edge of the small bay.
Preparing to steer away, she wasn’t ready to feel hands on her waist, halting
her as a person propelled out of the water. Strong hands held her backside
pressed against a solid male form.
Demetrius found me.
“You looked too captivating over here all alone.”
The voice was husky with only the slight hint of an accent.
Not Demetrius.
She attempted to face him, but the vise grip on
her waist prevented it. “So, don’t I get to know who’s intruded in my secret
garden?”
His chuckle, rich and masculine, rumbled through
his chest and against her back before it ever left his mouth.
“No.” Pulling her tighter to him, he spoke in low
tones next to her ear. “My only purpose now is to bring you to the screaming
climax you have been yearning for since this evening began.”
Cocky as hell, aren’t we? “What
makes you think I’m in the mood for an orgasm, or that I’ll even scream?”
He sent another vibration along her spine as the
hair on his legs tickled her thighs and calves.
“Oh, you will.” His tongue glided down the curve
of her shoulder. “You’ve been aroused since the volleyball game. Hmm, maybe
before that.” A single palm slid up her stomach and cupped her breast. “Your
nipples are very distinctive when they’re erect.”
Her breath hitched as he compressed the distended
tip. “It’s the air and the water, rather than an internal need.” She denied the
evidence, enjoying the word play with her faceless stranger.
He nipped the skin below her ear, causing her to
lean her head to the side, giving him better access.
“And earlier tonight at dinner?” He spoke against
her skin. “Every man could see them poking through your top as if they were
pleading for someone to free them. You had half the men jerking off under the
table.”
It was her turn to laugh. Her mystery man was
observant. Her arousal had increased at dinner when she watched the man who’d
arrived late. The man at dinner, the strong silent type, had caused her
imagination to roam in various erotic fantasies. Pamela could have her
Silverman. She wanted that man. Or this one would do for now. While the
volleyball games had gone on, she’d looked for him but he wasn’t anywhere to be
found. Thinking of him now caused her thighs to ache.
“Just the excitement of the island.” Clearing her
mind, she relaxed against the man with her now as the water lapped against
their bodies.
“Is that so?” His hand moved down her belly until
it reached her sex. “Let’s just see.” His tongue laved the skin of her neck and
shoulder as his fingers parted her swollen lips, toyed with her stiff clitoris.
Venturing further, he discovered her slick heat.
Delilah couldn’t resist parting her legs to give
him better access. Her desire from earlier had come back full force.
One of his fingers stroked her as he whispered,
“If I’m to believe your words that you haven’t been aroused…” He caressed
deeper down her folds.
She arched her pelvis toward his hand, wanting
more. Not giving a damn that he knew how turned on she had become.
“Then all this is because of me. Hmm, I like
that.” His thick finger entered her, pushing deep inside, while his palm ground
against her clit.
Delilah grabbed his hand still massaging her
breast as she joined in, squeezing his hand and arching her ass into his hard
cock. “Now that you know, what do you plan to do about it?”
He rammed a second finger inside of her and
pumped them fiercely in and out of her core causing her to melt against him.
She had forgotten about treading water, his kicking legs now keeping them
afloat.
“I wonder what other talents you have with that
sassy mouth.” His hands continued to torment her with pleasure.
Her mind was cloudy with desire. It took
everything in her power to hold off her orgasm. “I’m more than willing to show
you.” Give you a sample of this kind of torture.
“Later.”
They were moving. At first she thought she was
becoming delirious, but his strong legs kicked as his hands gave her no peace.
When they arrived deeper into the curve of the inlet, he stopped them next to a
boulder. She felt soft granules of the seafloor under her feet.
Removing their joined hands from her breast, he
placed her hands on the rock. Delilah noticed the slight difference of their
skin in the torchlight, hers pale compared to the deep tan of his.
“Hold on,” he instructed.
Delilah kept her palm pressed against the rock.
Both of his hands, now free, slid down her back
then caressed her butt before moving between her thighs and parting them.
Her heart somersaulted as she thought of what he
planned to do next.
“Have you ever been with a man who could hold his
breath underwater for four full minutes?”
Instantly she began panting and her mind drew a
vivid picture of the benefit of such an ability. “No.”
“Well, my beauty, there is a first time for
everything.”
That was the last thing he said before he began
giving her little kisses down her spine. She felt the difference on her skin
once his lips breached the water.
Can he really do this?
~~~~~
About Slightly Sinful by Yvette Hines
Delilah Reynolds is days away from winning the contract of
a lifetime with Torres Corporation. To set her mind at ease her best friend
suggests she accompany her to a risqué weekend get-a-way on Cat Island in the
Bahamas. Delilah agrees and finds herself in the arms of a mysterious stranger
and an erotic night she will never forget. Soon she discovers her interior
design company has not only won the contract, but Roberto Sanchez, her mystery
man has stepped back into her life wanting more. No matter how much his sexual
demands makes her throw caution to the wind, can she trust what she is feeling?
Roberto became captivated by a woman he’d seen once from
afar. However, arrival at a close friend’s passion-filled weekend party and
seeing the vivacious, auburn-haired, black woman in person flips his world
upside down. He’s always preferred to live his life in shadows, secluding
himself from the world. After a night of ecstasy with Delilah, she draws him
out and makes him desire things he’d long deprived himself for growing success.
Now, he’s willing to pull out all the stops until she can’t deny the attraction
between them and yearns for something more--something like love.
Caution: This story is HIGHLY erotic; once you travel to
Cat Island you may discover you don’t want to come back. Hope you enjoyed the sneak peak of Slightly Sinful. If you'd like to read more pick up a copy at Amazon.
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~Yvette
