Private Pleasure (Sun Stroked Book 3) (4 page)

Without preamble, he began to stroke her. She purred in erotic delight. “Does that feel good?”

“So good,” she cried out.

“Now, tell me how he’s finger fucking her. Slow, like this?” he said, pumping in and out of her gently while his thumb stroked her clit. “Or quickly, like this?” he asked, picking up the pace. She heard desire in his voice, and it excited her to know how much this turned him on, too.

Her blood pressure soared and pleasure forked through her as he swirled his fingers inside her. Deft fingers circled her G-spot with precision and pushed her to the precipice so very, very quickly. Lord, the man had a talent for knowing exactly how she liked it.

As he coaxed an orgasm from her, his movements were slow, methodical, controlled, and even though it felt damn incredible, she sensed his restraint, aware of the way he was leashing the wild animal lingering beneath the surface.

“Cody, please,” she said, not wanting him to hold anything back.

With hunger consuming her, she grew slicker with each delicious stroke. But it wasn’t enough. She wanted him to unleash himself on her. She wanted him to ram his cock inside her and ride her feverishly. She wanted him to drive into her, hard and fast, pushing them both beyond anything they’d ever known. She wanted him to render her senseless.

When he slipped another finger inside for a deliciously snug fit, the erotic sensations pulled all her concentration. Her pussy muscles clenched around his thick fingers. She could feel the pressure building inside her, coming to a peak.

Cody brushed his tongue over her engorged clit. “You’re so slick. Does watching him lick her hot little pussy make you this way?”

As soon as those naughty words left his mouth, her body pulsed and throbbed with the hot flow of release.

She dropped the scope so she could rake her fingers though Cody’s hair, holding his face to her sex while her body moved restlessly beneath his mouth. “Yes,” she whispered wanting to cry out in ecstasy. “Fuck me with your tongue, Cody.”

Her muscles tightened and contracted, then her sweet cream spilled into Cody’s mouth. He gave a low, lusty groan and lapped at her pussy with slow, easy strokes. She stared at him with fascinated excitement, watching his every movement. He remained between her legs for a long time, drinking her cream. His soft moans of pleasure were doing delightful things to her pussy.

“Cody, that was so…so…” She struggled to find the right word.

Cody soothed his thumb over her kiss-swollen clit and glanced up at her. In that brief moment, she saw depth, empathy and emotional turmoil before he quickly blinked it away.

Her breath caught. “
she murmured, her heart tightening in her chest, her pulse racing. Emotions gathered in a knot in her throat. Swallowing, Abby touched her hand to his cheek, desperately needing an intimate connection to him. When his dark, soulful eyes met hers, she felt a strange warmth rush through her blood.

For a brief moment, silence stretched between them. Then Cody spoke with a light tone, even though she suspected it took great effort. “Like I said, Abby, naughty, scandalous but so damn exciting.”

After her tremors subsided, Cody climbed out from between her legs and moved in beside her. She glanced at the massive bulge in his pants, everything in her craving to pleasure him, and needing almost desperately to break through his protective shield.

Formulating a plan, Abby picked up the scope and looked through it. “Cody,” she said, striving for normalcy.


“She’s taking his cock into her mouth.” She felt Cody’s body tighten as he shot her a scalding look. “See for yourself,” she said, handing him the scope in an effort to push him past his comfort zone and encourage him to lose his control. It hadn’t taken her long to figure out that there was so much more to this man, so much repressed passion, buried deep inside, where he kept it carefully guarded. She felt it with every fiber of her being. She pressed her hand over the bulge in his pants, squeezing his erect dick.

His eyes flared hot when they met hers. “

She crawled between his legs and brushed her mouth over his pants, taking pleasure in his size and thickness. When she tugged on his waistband, Cody eagerly lifted his hips for her. She quickly removed his fatigues and turned her attention to his beautiful cock. Yummy. Her pussy quivered in delight.

“Beautiful,” she whispered as she stared at him, deciding then and there that it was the most beautiful cock she’d ever set eyes—or mouth—on. She brushed her fingers over his length and watched him throb beneath her touch. “Tell me what she’s doing, Cody.”

She heard him pull in a tight breath. “She’s sucking his cock. Taking it deep into her mouth.”

“Like this?” she asked, bending forward to draw him into her mouth.

“Oh, fuck…” he bit out, pushing against her. “Yeah, just like that.”

She worked her mouth over his dick, taking it as deeply as she could, swirling her tongue over his swollen head until juices pearled on the tip. One hand moved to his sac and cupped his balls for a slow, gentle massage.

She inched back and glanced up at him. “Keep watching, Cody. If I’m not doing it right, let me know.”

“Oh, you’re doing it right.” His voice sounded strangled, labored. Desire danced in his eyes. “So damn right…” he groaned.

“Make sure you tell me everything she’s doing, so I can give you my best educated guess on the situation.” Abby turned her attention back to his cock and licked the tangy juices from his slit.

“Jesus…” he murmured. “She’s rubbing her hot pussy on his leg. Sliding back and forth, back and forth, wetting his thigh with her cream.” He growled deep. “Christ, that is such a turn-on.”

Never taking her mouth from his cock, Abby straddled his leg, brushing her drenched pussy over him, back and forth. As she stimulated her oversensitized clit, she settled into a nice, steady rhythm.

“Yeah, just like that.” She could hear the pleasure and raw desire in his voice. “That’s so good.”

The feel of his cock pulsing and thickening told her that he was only a few strokes away from fulfillment. “That’s it, Cody. Come for me,” she murmured. “Let me taste you.”

As though desperate for release, he rushed out, “She’s picking up the tempo now, running her hands up and down his shaft, her mouth following the motion. Oh, fuck, I think the guy’s coming…”

Abby followed suit, taking him deep into her mouth and moaning with excitement as Cody’s orgasm approached. She listened to the sound of the scope hitting the ground. A second later Cody gripped her head and tugged.

“I’m going to come.”

She eased her mouth off and shot him a quick glance. “Did he come in her mouth?”

“Oh, Jesus…”

That was enough of an answer for her. She cupped his sac tighter and sucked him in deep, until his head hit the back of her throat. He began rocking with the motion, groaning and grabbing fistfuls of her hair. When she felt that first sweet clench of fulfillment, she circled his bulbous head with her tongue.

She inched back to speak to him. “Then I want you to come in my mouth too, Cody.”

He began trembling and panting as he fed his cock back into her mouth. “Fuck…” he moaned and bucked against her. A moment later he splashed hot seed into the back of her throat.

After she drank every delicious drop, she glanced up at him and smiled. It thrilled her to see him looking all ruffled yet contented. She gave a happy sigh, thinking how much she liked the way he looked right now. Thinking how much she’d like to make him look like that every single day.

“So what’s your conclusions, Cody?”

“My what?” he asked, his chest rising and falling with his heavy breathing.

God, she loved the way she frazzled him. “Your conclusion. Your best educated guess. Were you able to tell if they were having sex or not?” As Cody sat there watching her, satisfaction written all over his handsome face, she suspected at this particular moment that a reply was simply beyond him. Abby angled her head, licked her moist lips, and teased, “Or do we need to watch some more?”


. Fuck.

Those were the only two words Cody’s brain could formulate under the present circumstances. Nothing more. Nothing less. Jesus, that had to be the most exciting, mind-boggling thing he’d ever done, with the most exciting, mind-boggling woman he’d ever met.

As he watched Abby lick the moisture from her plump lips, sunlight glistened on her silky blond hair and shimmered in her baby blues. When he reached out to brush a strand from her cheek, tucking it behind her ear, she offered him a dazzling smile.

His heart skipped a beat, and everything in him reacted to the warmth in her gaze and the contented expression on her glowing face.

“That was amazing,” she whispered to him.

It rattled him how her soft voice penetrated his protective layer and the way her eyes mirrored her every emotion. His insides clenched. What was it about her that spawned such peculiar reactions in him?

“Come here.” Feeling a little shaky, he dragged her to him and quickly reminded himself that this was nothing more than one afternoon of hot sex and physical pleasure. It couldn’t go beyond that. So why did he get the uneasy feeling that she had no intention of leaving it uncomplicated?

As she climbed out from between his legs to nestle in beside him, and dropped a soft kiss onto his mouth, his body tightened in response. Warm lips brushed over his, shaking him right down to his core, making him feel edgy and out of control. And if there was one rule he lived by, it was to always maintain control.

“It really was great, Cody.” She cupped his cheek and met his gaze unflinchingly. “But next time I don’t want you to hold back,” she said, as though peering into his deepest corners and reading his innermost thoughts.

Chaos erupted inside him as emotions he wasn’t prepared for threatened to crack the icy barrier protecting his heart. Even though this game had started out with his domination, this sweet, sexy woman continued to throw him off guard, and suddenly he was feeling more like prey than predator.

As the reality of the situation inched its way back into his brain, every instinct in his body told him to bolt. It occurred to him just how close he’d come to losing his control with her, and it was that control that got him through the rough times, and kept the demons at bay.

Jesus, he needed to get the hell out of there. Fast. He needed to escape and find solitude. He retreated physically, inching away from her he commanded himself to get control of his emotions and put as much distance between them as he could. He could tell by the look in her eyes that she felt his retreat, both physically and emotionally. Good. Because he really needed her to understand that this was a onetime affair, one afternoon only. They’d played a game, and now she could go home with a few sexy memories.


She glanced at her watch and cut him off. “Oh, shoot, look at the time. If I don’t hurry I’ll be late for my snorkeling lesson.” Wide eyes questioned him. Her sensuous mouth curved. “Do you want to join me?”

He shook his head quickly. “No.”

When she pursed her lips, clearly disappointed, he felt like a goddamn son of a bitch, but there was no fucking way he was going to cross that emotional line, where pain ruled. He needed to push her away. It was the right thing to do.

The only safe thing to do.

When she moved out of the circle of his arms to gather her clothes, he couldn’t deny that he immediately missed her warmth, which gave credence to his logic to keep his distance.

“Let me help you,” he said, shuffling to his feet, happy for the distraction.

Cody helped her gather her clothes and then sank back onto the ground as she dressed. He tried to focus on anything and everything except Abby and the way she made him feel. The truth was he was angry. Angry with himself for the way she got under his skin, and angry that she so easily could.

Once she was fully dressed, Abby stood near the cliff’s edge and glanced at the horizon, with her lush ass staring him in the face. He had to admit, she made one hell of a breathtaking view. Her mere presence drew his attention, despite his best efforts to focus elsewhere. As he watched her take one last look at the horizon, he became hyperaware of how he wanted her again. He fought down the overwhelming urge to grab her, peel her clothes from her beautiful body, sink his cock all the way up inside her and unleash himself on her.

She turned and aimed a longing glance at him. Her smile was slow and inviting. “Tell me something, Cody.”

“What’s that?”

“Did you know that couple would be there, on the rocks, having sex?”

“Yup,” he said, not bothering to deny it.

“So you
a voyeur?”

“I don’t normally watch people have sex, if that’s what you’re wondering. I’ve never sat through their whole show before.”

She angled her head. “No? Then why did you bring me here if you didn’t want to watch?”

He pitched his voice low. “For you, Abby. You wanted to play. So we played,” he said, letting her know that he was privy to her most intimate thoughts—her budding fetishes.

He watched her chest heave with excitement, her face glowing with sexual awareness. “You really are a wild man at heart, aren’t you?” When he didn’t answer, she arched a curious brow and went on, “So you’ve never sat through a whole sexy show before?”

As his gaze brushed over her body, sexual tension hung heavy in the air. “Not
sexy show, anyway.”

He saw a glimmer of understanding as awareness dawned on her, and then heat flooded her cheeks. “I see,” she said, her eyes dimming with desire as they raced over his body. His cock brushed against his inner thigh, reminding him he was still sitting there half naked.

Abby turned back around on the cliff, her elevated position once again affording him a view of her fabulous ass. A thin sheen of perspiration broke out on his skin and he wondered if she felt the sexual tension rising in him.

“It looks like everyone is getting ready for the lesson. I guess I should go.”

Cody glanced at the dark sky, where heavy black clouds lingered in the distance. “Be careful, Abby.”

She spun back around to face him. Her brow furrowed. “Why?”

“It looks like a storm is moving in. The surf and current can be tricky when the wind picks up.”

Her eyes gleamed, her face softened and her body relaxed. “I’m not worried.”

“No? Why not?”

She shot him a suggestive look while the gleam in her eyes turned wicked. “Because I know you’ll be

He gave a curt shake of his head. His voice was gruff when he told her, “You’re wrong, Abby. I won’t be here.”

With that she picked up her beach bag, turned, shook her hot little ass at him and then disappeared into the dense jungle. Once again he was left alone with nothing more than his scope and the surrounding wildlife. But this time he had one hell of a big-ass boner to contend with.

Cody spent a long time sitting there, taming down his ever determined erection. When he finally got his dick somewhat under control, he took that opportunity to pull himself back together. After he hastily dressed, he picked up his scope and prepared to leave. He had every intention of going back to his cabana, putting Abby out of his mind once and for all and taking a long nap. But, despite his best interests, he took cover under a large palm tree and allowed himself one last look through the lens. He caught Abby in his crosshairs as she came from the changing room, dropped her beach bag onto the sand and joined the lesson.

Who the hell was he kidding? He had no intention of leaving his perch, not when Abby was about to go underwater with a storm approaching. It gave him some measure of comfort to know that the instructors were trained for every type of emergency, but Cody still felt the need to watch over her. And watch over her he would, goddammit.

She stood there with her hands on her hips, seducing him from afar with her gorgeous body and playful grin. She looked so fucking sexy standing there that it took every ounce of strength he could muster to keep all his blood from rushing south. She really was one hell of a cock tease. Every few minutes she would cast a glance his way and gift him with an amused smile, knowing he was there watching, waiting, calculating his next move, despite what he’d told her.

He spent a long moment studying her, thinking about how good she’d felt in his arms, how delectable she’d tasted between her legs, how her sweet peach taste exploded on his tongue, and how she had the prettiest pussy he’d ever had the pleasure of licking. His body quaked with the onslaught of memories.

When a shudder overtook him, he turned his attention to the dark, ominous clouds overhead. Once again his skin prickled in warning. He didn’t like the look of those storm clouds. Not one little bit.

As soon as the land lesson was over, Abby pulled on her mask, snorkel and fins and made her way to the water. Fortunately it was easy to spot her with that bright yellow bikini on. His trained eyes scanned the ocean, catching and holding her in his crosshairs once again. He watched her wade out until she was submerged to her waist, take one last glance toward him and then dip below the choppy surface.

Cody spent a long time tracking her motion. Minutes slipped into hours, and before he knew it, he was stifling a yawn. Exhaustion pulled at him, a reminder that he’d been up since the crack of dawn. He dropped the scope for a moment when his vision started blurring, pinched the bridge of his nose and blinked his eyes back into focus.

After clearing his vision, he returned his attention to the water only to spot Abby far from shore, bobbing up and down in the water, waving her arms in distress.


Leaping into action, he negotiated his way to the foot of the mountain at breakneck speed. When he landed on the beach, the lifeguard was reaching for a rescue board, signaling the other guards to the emergency.

Cody grabbed the board. “I got it.” With that he ran into the surf and swam out to Abby. Keeping himself calm, he pulled her shivering body into his arms. “I got you.”

A relieved rush of air exploded from her lungs. “Thank God, Cody.”

“Hold on to me tightly while I get you to safety.” Tucking her under his arm, he swam to the shore. Once they reached the sand, he removed her gear and laid her out for a closer inspection. His gaze raked over her in concern. Just then the skies opened up with a vengeance. He leaned over her and used his body to shield her from the cold rain. He’d never felt such a strong surge of emotion as when her big blue eyes blinked up at him. He brushed a fat raindrop from her lashes and let out a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding.

“Jesus, Abby, you scared me.” Cody shook his head, disgusted with himself. He should have gone with her when she’d asked.

Her smile eased his tension. “Danielle has her sea god, Lauren has her jungle lord, and I have my very own guardian angel.”

He angled his head and studied her. Had he imagined it, or did he detect a devilish gleam in her eyes? Even though he’d just rescued her, he suddenly had the feeling that she was rescuing him.

He arched an inquisitive brow. “What makes me think you orchestrated this whole rescue?”

She shot him an innocent glance and, he assumed purely for effect, coughed. She feigned hurt and levered herself up on her elbows. “I have no idea why you’d think that.”

“How did you know I’d be watching, Abby?”

She touched him with intimate recognition, her hands roaming over him like she couldn’t get enough. “Because you’re my guardian angel.”

His gaze shifted to take in her hard nipples, and then he settled his focus back on her face. “Did you ever stop to think that maybe I’m really just the devil in disguise?”

Smoldering eyes met his. Her gaze was warm and seductive, tempting him at every turn. But why? What more did she want from him?

He’d made it clear that he’d given her all he had to give. Why was she pushing him? Tempting him? Taunting him?

She touched his fatigues, curling the fabric through her fingers. His body began vibrating with need.

“Maybe we should go somewhere where we can shed this disguise and I can give you my best educated guess on the matter,” she murmured, sending a direct hit when his defenses were weak.

As the cold rain pelted down on them, thunder rumbled in the distance and lightning zigzagged a ragged pattern across the dark sky. When she began shivering, Cody gathered her, along with her belongings, into his arms to offer her his warmth. Despite everything in him urging otherwise, he gave in to his primal needs and desires.

“Let’s go get you warmed up,” he said.

With determined strides, and blood pulsing hot, he carried her up the beach, toward the lodge, no longer able to rein in his lust.

“Where are we going?” she asked breathlessly.

“To the sauna. To get you warm.” He neglected to tell her that he planned on fucking her senseless once he got her there.

Full, round breasts pressed into his chest, and he could feel her body quake. He watched her swallow. “But I am warm, Cody. In fact, I’m hot.” She snaked her arms around his neck, her fingers tangling in his damp hair.

Her sultry smile combined with her soft, seductive voice completely unglued him. He groaned and quickened his steps, hurrying along the footpaths. With the instinctive knowledge that he was walking a dangerous road, he carried her into one of the private saunas.

Once they were inside he set her on her feet and sprayed water on the hot rocks to create steam. As the humidity rose, the warm, aromatic scent of cedar drenched the room. Cody turned his full attention to Abby. The soft sconce lighting allowed him to take in the warmth in her eyes, her sensual smile and her beautiful, voluptuous contours. Christ, he really had no idea the sauna could be so seductive. His guts twisted and his cock throbbed to the point of pain.

“Does it hurt?” she asked.

“Does what hurt?”

When her glance strayed to his cock, he threw his head back and groaned out loud. “Abby, I swear you’re going to be the death of me.”

She moved toward him so he could see the moisture pebbling on her flesh, begging to be licked clean. She dragged her finger down his chest until she reached the bulge in his pants. “I was just thinking if it hurt, then maybe I could kiss it better.” The way she was looking at him nearly stopped his heart. Despite everything urging him to run the other way, he couldn’t.

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