“You are so beautiful, Lia. Seeing you come out of the ocean completely bare is the most erotic sight I’ve ever witnessed — you are my Aphrodite, my goddess of love. No, don’t laugh, my lovely Lia. I don’t think I will ever tire of looking upon your perfection.” He leaned forward and ran his tongue over one of her ni**les, making her stomach drop and her legs shake.
She gripped his head to keep herself from falling over.
Moving to her other side, he circled her nipple with his tongue before sucking it into his mouth and gently nipping the sensitive peak. Gasping with pleasure, Lia wobbled before him. No problem. She wasn’t going to remain on her feet for much longer.
Fire raced through her veins and her heart thundered behind her br**sts. Fisting her hands in his hair, she tugged him closer, wanting more of what he was giving.
When he reached down and thrust two fingers inside of her wet heat, her body responded instantly, shooting her over the edge and making her shake with pleasure. As the last tremor died down, she sank into the sand in front of him, grasping his head and kissing him for all she was worth.
“Thank you,” she whispered as her tongue traced the edges of his lips.
“It was my pleasure,” he said with a sigh as he caressed her back, not in a hurry to find his own release.
“No, it was all mine. Now, it’s your turn,” she told him as she pushed him backward.
Catching him off guard, Shane fell against the sand, the gentle waves lapping at his legs. She grabbed the waistband of his pants and tugged. Shane lifted up, making the impossible chore easier, and soon she was looking upon his beautifully engorged erection.
“You are so breathtaking, Shane,” she said in awe.
With the sun shining down on his perfect body, she lifted her hand and circled it around his straining member, rubbing slowly up and down, delighted when he groaned his approval.
“Ah, Lia” was all he managed to say.
Kneeling before him, Lia bent down and ran her tongue along his stomach, enjoying the touch of salt on her taste buds. Shane quivered beneath her open kisses, his stomach flexing as her tongue followed the hard planes of his abs.
“I could taste you all day,” she sighed.
“Damn, Lia. I can’t even think when you are doing that. What you do to me should be a crime,” he groaned, his head thrown back as she continued rubbing her hand up and down his shaft, using its natural lubrication to help her glide more easily.
“We’ll see exactly how far I can take you,” she teased him as she moved further down his body, her head poised above his hardness.
“No, Lia,” he said, reaching for her head.
“It’s my turn, Shane. You just lie back and enjoy.”
She didn’t give him any more time to protest; her mouth descended and she covered the top of his erection with her warm mouth. His body jerked from the sand as her tongue ran along the sensitive head of his arousal.
He cried out when she dipped low, taking as much of him into her mouth as she could before retreating, then pushing back down again.
As the water lapped at their feet, she found her rhythm, gripping the bottom of his shaft tightly in her fist while her mouth moved quickly up and down him.
“Lia, you have to stop,” he cried out, but he wasn’t doing anything to stop her.
She quickened her pace, wanting to feel his pleasure explode on her tongue and slide down her throat. She’d never allowed another man to do that, somehow thinking it was too intimate, too much.
She pushed as far as she could, feeling his thick shaft enter her throat and fighting against her body’s desire to push it back out. Then she felt warmth rush against her throat as Shane tensed.
“Lia!” he cried as his body shook and he groaned deeply. She pushed against him, taking him in just a bit farther as he released his pleasure inside her mouth, his erection pulsing between her lips.
When she couldn’t breathe, she moved slowly back up his staff, taking just a moment to suck on the tip as he shuddered beneath her and she tasted his salty essence.
When she’d drained him of his release, she climbed up his glorious body and sat on his hips, sinking his arousal inside her folds. He was still hard, and she wanted to enjoy him until he wasn’t.
“I can’t…” he murmured as she began moving up and down his shaft, pressure and passion building inside her almost instantly. Feeling him let go so completely had turned her on beyond anything in her wildest imagination.
Knowing she’d been the reason that he lost control had made her feel powerful and sexy, and she needed to find release.
“Yes, you can,” she cried as she moved faster, hitting his h*ps as she moved her body, glorying in the way he filled her so completely.
Shane groaned and his eyes widened in shock. He gripped her h*ps to steady her as he began thrusting upward quickly, pounding hard against her backside as he sank deep inside her.
“Yes, Lia,” he growled, and his speed picked up. Sweat beaded on his chest and brow as he closed his eyes and thrust inside her. Pressure soared until she couldn’t take anymore. Then with a cry together, they both shook with their own powerful releases.
Lia collapsed against Shane’s slick chest, her breathing ragged, her body feeling torn in half from the pleasure.
“I can’t believe…” he began.
“You are one hell of a virile, sexy man. I can believe anything,” she said, kissing his damp neck.
“I hope to hell we never get saved,” he murmured as his hands slid along her back.
She agreed with him. If she had this island with Shane for the rest of her life, she would be a very happy woman.
When they both regained an ounce of energy, Shane stood, then lifted Lia and carried her into the warm ocean where they cooled down before coming in for some much needed food.
They didn’t know it, but their time was almost up.
Chapter Twenty Seven
Rafe
“Mr. Palazzo, it seems that Shane Grayson’s ship got caught in a storm four days ago and he hasn’t been heard from since. It appears that one of your sisters, Ms. Lia Palazzo, was onboard with him.”
“What? Why in the hell am I just finding out about this now? Has a search party been formed? What were their last coordinates?”
Rafe’s heart raced as he listened on the other end of the line. His sister and his best friend had been missing for four days and he was just now getting word. He barely contained his rage and fear as he tried to focus.
“We are just now receiving the information, sir. Apparently when the workers couldn’t find them, it took a while before someone had information that Mr. Grayson and Ms. Palazzo had left on the boat to pick up supplies. They never showed up. The day they left, a large storm hit the area.”