Putting my arm around her, we hustled to a sea cave not far up the cliff. Amelia’s giggle was driving me wild. The cave’s width was small, but it was tall enough for me to stand, so it would do.
“So, how do we do this?” I asked, looking around at the jagged rocks and sand beneath our feet. Didn’t look super comfy for a first time.
Amelia gaped at me. “You’ve never done it in a sea cave?”
A shy smile hit my lips. “Nope. I always thought the town legend was special. Figured I’d save my first time in a cave for a woman equally as special.”
Amelia melted against me, leaning up to kiss me. Then she backed off and dropped the blanket in a show worthy of a Vegas performer. My gaze dropped down and took in every inch of her clad only in a skimpy thong. Her ample breasts, tight waist, and flare of hips. The way her nipples beaded tight. The quick breaths that expanded her stomach. The darkly shaded tattoos she’d gotten over the years. The scar on her knee that I knew was there from falling on some glass junior year, but couldn’t quite see in the dark light of the cave. It was all perfection. She was perfection.
“Thank fuck for moonlight.”
Amelia smiled and turned nice and slow. Her ass was equally as gorgeous as the rest of her. My hands itched to squeeze her flesh, followed by my tongue tasting all that skin I’d seen only as her friend. But I stayed where I was, knowing she wasn’t done, the benefits of knowing a woman inside and out for years. I could read her like a comic book, expecting the pow-pow before I’d even turned the page.
Her hands floated down her sides and then hooked into her panties. She shifted her hips and bent over, sliding them down her legs while I caught a glimpse of exactly how wet she was for me. With a groan, I grabbed the base of my erection, willing my body to slow down. Fuck, I could explode right there, just from watching her striptease.
When she straightened, I was right there, her body hovering just a breath away from mine. Her eyes glittered in the moonlight, matching her smile. She reached one hand up to my cheek, the other grabbing hold of my cock with a boldness that only made me grit my teeth harder.
“I want you, Titus.”
Things happened quickly from there, a want so deep I couldn’t take things slow like she deserved. I grabbed her hips and lifted her, slamming my mouth onto hers. My tongue plunged in as she wrapped her legs around my waist. My dick jumped into the fray, seeking her out before I even got us down onto the blanket-covered sand. I rolled us, straddling her on top of me so she wouldn’t feel the rocks that made this a less-than-ideal location. I’d sport the bruises on my backside proudly tomorrow.
Amelia didn’t disappoint, tossing her hair back and grabbing the condom from my hand. She dipped her head and ran her warm tongue up the length of me with a saucy grin. The wave of pleasure smacked me so hard the back of my head hit a rock and I didn’t feel a goddamn thing. Then she rolled the condom on before I could beg her for more, lifting up to slide down just the first inch of my length.
“Amelia,” I groaned, grasping at her hips to control her slide.
I wanted to be so deep inside her she wouldn’t be able to ever let me out, and yet at the same time, I wanted to take it slow and remember every single detail. My neck strained as I attempted to watch every inch of me disappear inside of her.
She sank down another few inches and then flexed her legs to lift back off. Her torso fell and she slapped her hands on my shoulders to hold herself up. Her dark hair hanging over us made a private tent where all I saw was her. I was in her body, but she was in me too, buried so deep I couldn’t imagine life without her.
“Oh fuck, Titus.” She squeezed her eyes shut and whimpered.
A need so strong I’d wonder later if it was a dangerous thing took over and I couldn’t stay still. Pistoning my hips, I drove into her, my hands holding her hips exactly how I wanted her. She held on for the ride and met me thrust for thrust. My toes curled and I wasn’t sure if my heart could keep up with the pounding. I’d never been so out of my mind with lust. Sure, sex felt good always, but this was in a different stratosphere altogether.
None of my dreams or imaginations from over the years could compare to how it actually felt to be held tightly inside Amelia, making her eyes roll back in her head, or the blush creep up her cheeks, or the little gasps of pleasure that escaped each time I surged into her body.
This was life-changing.
“Oh my God,” Amelia began chanting, over and over, her eyes finally opening and holding my gaze with a look of shock I’d have to ask about later.
It was getting hot in this stupid cave, our skin slick with ocean water and sweat. I didn’t think I could hold out for much longer. My balls were already drawn up so tight I was cringing in a delicious kind of pain. Letting go with one hand, I found her clit and strummed it with my thumb. Amelia’s breaths came faster and I knew she was right there with me now. I sat up and took
