His fingers work magic, pushing me higher and higher. The coil of heat in my core winds tighter and tighter until it snaps.
Pleasure washes over me in waves to rival the ocean, stealing my breath and thoughts alike.
I sag into the sand, boneless and sated.
Killian peppers kisses over my shoulder, his hands resuming their lazy exploration of my body.
The massage may be over, but the night is still young.
I tilt my head back to catch Killian’s gaze, heat simmering in his emerald eyes.
“Your turn,” I purr, rolling onto my side to face him fully. My hands skim down his chest, relishing the way his muscles jump under my touch.
A chuckle rumbles in his chest as I pull on the drawstring of his shorts. “Eager, are we?”
I quirk a brow, slipping my hand into his shorts to wrap around his length.
His breath hitches, his blue eyes darkening another shade. “You have no idea.”
He surges forward, capturing my lips in a searing kiss that steals my breath.
I meet him stroke for stroke, my free hand tangling in his hair to hold him close.
By the time we break apart, we’re both panting. I give him a light squeeze, grinning at the groan that slips out. “Less talking, more action.”
Killian growls, shucking his shorts and flipping us over in one smooth motion. I find myself on my back in the sand, caged under the hard lines of his body.
“Careful what you wish for,” he rasps, sliding into me in one deep thrust.
Pleasure ricochets through me, tearing a moan from my lips. My nails bite into his shoulders as I rock my hips up to meet his.
He sets a hard, fast pace, his hips pistoning against mine.
I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper with each thrust.
The coil of heat in my core winds tighter and tighter, ready to snap at any moment.
Killian shifts, hitting that sweet spot inside me.
Stars burst behind my eyes as I tumble over the edge with a cry. My inner walls clamp down on him, sending him over with me.
We cling to each other as the aftershocks fade, hearts pounding in tandem. A lazy smile curves my lips as I run my fingers through his hair.
I stretch out on the blanket, humming in content as the waves crash softly on the shore, a cool evening breeze rustling the trees behind us.
Killian pulls me into his arms, peppering kisses over my shoulders.
“Round two?” he murmurs, one hand sliding down to cup my ass.
Heat pools low in my belly at the promise in his voice.
I wiggle back against him with a grin. “What did you have in mind?”
His grip tightens, and I find myself flipped onto my hands and knees. Anticipation thrums through me as his hand wraps around my throat, tilting my head to the side.
“I want to watch you come undone again,” he rasps, nudging my entrance.
I gasp as he slides in, inch by inch, until he’s seated to the hilt.