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

warm pussy. And then they collapsed on the bed, him atop her, both breathing hard as he pushed her hair aside, sprinkling a few kisses across the back of her neck.

They lay silent and Chris basked in the ease of the moment—how good and comfortable it felt to be with her.

“So,” she said from beneath him, “You don’t think you could ever fuck me there, in my ass?”

The fact that she even wanted that nearly made his spent cock perk back to life. He chuckled softly into her hair, wrapping one softly curled lock around his finger. “Well, I wouldn’t say not ever. But given the size of my cock and how little that hole is, and that I don’t want to hurt you… I think it would take some time.”

“How much time?”

He hesitated. “More than we have.”

She issued a soft sigh of disappointment and neither spoke further about the fact that her stay here was very temporary and that this was only a vacation fling. He’d do well to start remembering that. So he changed the subject to something more fun.

“Did I mention to you how fucking astounding you were today on the boat?”

Her pretty laughter filled the air. “Only a few hundred times.”

He gave a teasing shrug, knowing full well how clear he’d made his enthusiasm over their threesome. “Did I mention how incredibly hot you were with Shay, kissing her, touching her, licking her pussy with me?” His cock did perk back to life at that memory.

She rolled out from under him onto her back, lifting the tip of her finger to her bottom lip, as if thinking. “Hmm, yes, I think you may have shared that with me.”

“Speaking of sharing,” he said, gazing warm into her eyes, dark green in the lamp lit room, “thank you. For sharing me with Shay.” Even though Carrie had acquiesced easily enough, there’d been moments when he’d felt an inexplicable guilt, like maybe he should have kept their sex private, sacred. On the other hand, though, it had been so completely erotic to have a three-way with her that he couldn’t regret it.

“You know, to be honest, I don’t quite know how to take her. I can’t figure out if she likes me or not.”

He let out a laugh. “Oh, she likes you, all right. She let me know she wanted to get naked with you last night at the Lizard.”

He loved the way she blushed, her cheeks turning as pink as her lovely sun-kissed ass. “I didn’t mean like me that way. I meant…sometimes she seems nice, and other times I feel like she’s…challenging me or something. Like maybe she thinks I’m not enough woman for you and wants to make me prove I am.”

He slid one hand to her bare hip. “First of all, let’s get one thing straight. You’re more than enough woman for me, baby. Second, I think Shay wants to like you, but I also think maybe she’s a little jealous of you.”

“I think that, too. But…why should she be jealous?”

He shrugged. “Even though she and I are long over, sexually speaking—until today, I mean—I think maybe she just feels a little possessive of me or something.”

“But I’ll be leaving in a few days. And she won’t.”

Chris simply looked at her. He knew good and well why Shay was jealous—she could surely see the way he looked at Carrie, could surely sense that this was more than another quickie affair with some girl who came to Key West looking to get wild. But he couldn’t tell Carrie that. And hell—hadn’t he just told himself he wasn’t going to worry about that anymore, wasn’t going to feel it? “Let’s…not think about that, okay?”

He sealed the thought with a kiss—both to keep her from answering and because her sweet lips had turned a dark berry shade beneath the sun and were so swollen from sucking his cock that he needed to feel them beneath his mouth.

* * * * *

Carrie awoke from her nap to kisses on her breasts. She rolled automatically from her back to her side, to give Chris easier access.

“I’m so in lust with these,” he said, dropping another soft kiss on her erect nipple before peering up at her, a sexy twinkle in his eyes. “Want to go fuck on the balcony?”

She laughed. “What brought that on?”

He tilted his head slightly, pillowing it against her breasts. “Okay, this might sound weird, but I could’ve sworn I heard people out there having sex a while ago.”

She glanced over to the sliding door, which they’d opened earlier to catch the breeze blowing in off the ocean.

“After I decided I wasn’t dreaming, I got up and stepped outside, but didn’t see anything. So…hell if I know what I heard, but it feels great out and I thought it might be nice to fuck out there.”

“You weren’t imagining it,” she told him with a grin. “My newlywed neighbors, Amy and Cole, seem to like to do it on the balcony. They were probably hoping I was out there, and I’m sure they’d have loved it if you’d gotten there in time to see them.”

He leaned his head back, looking surprised. “They were hoping you were out there?”

She bit her lip with the old habit of being slightly embarrassed, even though she had no qualms about filling Chris in. “I was sitting out on the balcony after I got back from the Party Barge the other night, and they came out in black leather and fucked while I watched.”

He blinked. “They knew you were watching?”

She laughed, realizing the story was actually a little more complicated. “No, but I spoke with them the next morning, and it sort of came out that I’d seen. Turns out they’re into being watched and they suggested I might want to wander out on my balcony in the evening while I’m here.”

Chris glanced down at his cock, which was getting stiffer every second, then lifted his gaze back to her.