Key West Lacey Alexander (sad books to read .txt) 📖

him, and that not marrying him was definitely for the best. After all, he’s obviously not the guy I thought he was…and, well, as you’ve witnessed firsthand, maybe I’m not the woman I thought I knew, either.”

He grinned. “Even if it was rebound sex, I’d still take it. I’m not opposed to helping a girl get over a breakup. But I’m glad it’s not. And I’m amazed I’m only your second.” Amazed, and excited. Sex was easy in Key West, and there was no denying that was one of the many draws the place had on him, but it also made it so that he couldn’t remember ever being with a woman here who wasn’t just as experienced as him. To be with Carrie made him feel special, and it made him all the more determined to make it good for her.

“Crawl up here beside me,” he said, patting the pillow next to him.

He watched the sway of her breasts and the curve of her ass as she slinked toward him like a sexy animal on the prowl.

As soon as she lay down beside him, he leaned in for another warm kiss, taking one breast in his hand. He twirled her dark, rosy nipple between his thumb and forefinger, making her whimper softly. The nipple grew longer beneath his stimulation, until finally he pulled away from her lips and lowered his mouth to suck it. He drew the pink bead in hard, suckling deep, making her cry out and wishing—for perhaps the first time in his life—that her reactions didn’t keep making his dick more and more rigid and sensitive. They had such a long way to go, and he intended to take it slow, make it right, so that when he finally sank his cock between her thighs, she’d feel nothing but pleasure.

Stroking his fingers into her open cunt, he found her just as juicy wet as before. He rubbed his fingertips in tight little circles over her clit and listened with pleasure as she moaned for him.

“Is that good, baby? You like me rubbing your hot little clit?”

She only nodded and moaned in reply, making him smile.

“Spread your legs for me, angel. Spread wide.”

She parted her thighs, her legs splaying apart across the king-size bed. “Mmm, nice,” he growled at the sight of her pink folds.

Kissing his way down her belly, he eased two fingers into her opening. Above him, she bit her lip and sighed. “Oooh, yes.”

Shifting his gaze between her face and cunt, he moved his fingers in and out of her slickness, slowly fucking her. Reaching up to massage one breast, he began pushing his fingers in with more force, loving her panting breaths above, knowing that before the night was over, he’d be wrenching screams of joy from her.

Finally, he inserted his fingers to the hilt and began moving them in circles inside, following the walls of her pussy and gradually easing her entry open wider.

Glancing from her sweet cunt to her face, he saw she’d raised on her elbows and was trying to watch what he was doing. “Want to see better?” he asked.

She nodded, so he pointed to the wall next to the bed. He’d noticed upon entering the room that the entire wall was a mirror, certainly not a mistake in a honeymoon suite. “Why don’t we prop up some pillows on this side of the bed, and turn you so you can watch me fuck your pretty pussy.”

She pulled in her breath, a clear reaction to his words, after which they worked together to shift her body sideways across the large bed. When she was situated, he used his hands to part her thighs again, and met her gaze in the big mirror. “Pretty, huh?” he said, bending to deliver a small kiss to her hip.

Stroking his fingers down deep in her slit to make sure she was still good and wet, he reached behind him for the smooth vibrator he’d bought.

“Why is it bright yellow?” she asked. “To help us find it in case we lose it?”

He chuckled at her playfulness. “Actually, I think it glows in the dark. But we’ll experiment with that another time.”

With that, he lifted the vibrator to her mouth and said, “Get it wet for me.”

Looking shy for just a brief moment, she opened her mouth and let him slide the cylinder in. He glided it in and out, quickly becoming preoccupied with how good she looked sucking on it. Finally, though, he remembered the task at hand and drew the vibrator down between her legs.

Poising the blunt point at her opening, he gently but firmly pushed it in.

“Mmm,” she sighed.

“Feel good to get something in that hungry little cunt, angel?”

She nodded, a devilish smile gracing her pretty face.

He began fucking her with it—even strokes, in and out, in and out. She pushed back, making him long to get his cock in that tight little hole.

Reaching down, he turned the end of the vibrator and felt it hum to life, the buzz filling the air.

“Oh…” she said, her eyes going round.

He stopped moving it, letting her get used to the vibrations. “Do you like that?”

She shifted her head on the pillow. “Yeah,” she finally said, then drove her cunt softly against it. “Oh yeah.”

“That’s what I like to hear,” he said, fucking her with it now that he knew she liked the vibrations and wanted more.

Like before, with his fingers, he pushed it in as deep as it would go, and when he felt a little resistance, eased it a little farther anyway, figuring her reaction would let him know if he pushed too hard. As he drove the vibrator gently deeper, deeper, and still the tiniest fraction deeper, he looked up to see her eyes shut, her mouth open, her breath coming hard. She looked so beautiful it made him want to simply keep using the vibrator on her like this all night, just so he could watch her this way, immersed in