she laughed and cupped her hands to splash him. He reached out and grabbed her arms and pulled her back against him. He instantly hardened and her body went rigid in his arms. He froze. Oh God she knew.
She relaxed back into him and rubbed that perfect ass against his erection. She moaned softly and rubbed again. Mark growled low in his throat as he tightened his grip around her waist. He turned his back to shore to block what was happening. When she moaned again and rubbed against him a third time, he whimpered. “God, Sophie. You make me so crazy. You are beautiful.”
“I want to turn around,” she said breathlessly.
“You can’t Soph. You can’t. I won’t be able to stop myself if you do.” He kissed behind her ear and nibbled on her ear lobe. “You have been drinking. This isn’t you. And I won’t stop. God please don’t turn around.”
“Please Mark, please touch me” she whimpered as he ran his hand up her flat stomach to her breast. Her nipple hardened and he ran his fingers over it. “More.”
Mark looked to his sides to make sure no one was watching and slipped his fingers under the flimsy fabric covering her breasts. He pinched her right nipple and she arched back into his erection. She was panting. “I’m gonna turn around.”
His hands tightened around her. “Sophie, if you turn around, I’m going to lose it. I won’t be able to help myself. I’m not good for you. You deserve more and if you turn around, I’m afraid you’re going to regret it. I won’t be able to stop. I can’t hurt you like that.” He was panting and shaking. He leaned in to kiss her neck and she turned her head into him. Her lips met his and her tongue begged for entrance. When his lips parted, her tongue wrestled with his. She moaned into his mouth and his erection grew painfully larger.
Her hands roamed backwards until they found his erection and his body froze. She fumbled with the tie of his swim trunks and moaned in frustration when she couldn’t get it untied. She rubbed her hand over his shorts the entire length of him. His grip loosened as he threw his head back. She turned and his breath hitched when she wrapped her legs around him.
“Sophie,” his breathing was erratic. Her eyes met his and she melted. She wrapped her arms around him and ground into his erection. His eyes snapped shut. “Oh God Sophie. What are you doing?”
“Look at me, Mark.” She panted. He opened his eyes and met hers. “Touch me. Please touch me.” She ground against him a few more times.
His vision went blurry. He pushed her bathing suit bottoms over and ran his fingers through her folds. Even in the water, he could tell she was soaking wet. He moaned. “Holy shit, you are so wet. I am not going to be able stop. You need to stop this Soph because I can’t. No Sex. We can’t. You deserve more than this.” His words were strained and breathless.
She leaned forward and sucked the salty water off his chest and licked up his neck. “I won’t regret this. I want you so bad.” She smiled with her eyes half closed. “Touch me.”
Mark shoved a finger into her core and flicked the pad of his thumb against her swollen clit. She threw her head back and moaned. A second finger and a second flick and her head crashed against his chest panting. “Don’t stop.” His fingers furiously pounded into her as she tried again to untie his shorts. The knot loosened and she slipped his shorts down lower on his hips. His thumb continued to circle her clit and she began nibbling at his neck. “Come for me baby. Let it go.” Marks voice was raspy and full of sex. Her orgasm hit her so hard that she had to collapse against him to keep from sliding under the water. He wrapped his arm under her bottom and pulled her against him. “Watching your face was the most beautiful