Free Caribbean Cowboy: Under the Caribbean Sun, Book 4 by Jenna Bayley-Burke

senses, her passionate sighs like music to his ears. She reached down, her fingertips drawing slow circles on his scalp as he learned her most sensitive spots.
    And then he dove in, unrelenting as he feasted. His hands, lips, tongue all worked her until she fisted her hands in his hair, not-so-gentle tugs urging him to her clit. He flattened his tongue against the hard pleasure button and her legs quivered with each undulation of his tongue.
    He slipped two fingers within her, feeling his way until the slick texture gave way to firmer flesh. She pushed back against him, a low moan vibrating around the room. He sucked her clit into his mouth, pressing with his lips as he flicked his tongue in rhythm with his fingers. He rubbed and licked until she released his head. With a quick glance up he saw she’d fisted the sheets in one hand while the other squeezed a pillow.
    Good thing she was ready, because he couldn’t wait much longer. Using his shoulders at the backs of her thighs, he tilted her hips a little more. With his free hand, he pressed down on her belly, just above her pubic bone. Her legs shook with the intensity, the walls of her pussy squeezing against his fingers.
    He released her clit just long enough to speak. “Let go, Princess. I’ve got you.”
    She writhed beneath him, fighting it for a moment longer until she dug her heels into the mattress, arching her back as she cried out and came in a gush that soaked his fingers. He sat up and pulled his hand out just in time to see her squirt again. So hot.
    Gasping for breath, she fell limp, her legs splaying open in invitation. He’d grown so hard he pinched the head of his cock before protecting them, not wanting it to be over at first thrust. She rolled to her side, pulling her knees up.
    “Was that good, Princess?” He leaned over her, kissing her bare shoulder.
    “So good,” she whispered without opening her eyes.
    “Want more?” He rubbed the smooth skin of her bare ass and then gave it a hard smack.
    “Nik!” She gasped and pushed up on one elbow.
    He grabbed her hips and dragged her ass in front of him. She rose up on all fours and glanced back at him. He grasped the dark curls at the nape of her neck, fisting the strands. She seemed ready to ask a question, so he answered by easing his cock into her inch by inch. She lowered her head as her pussy tightened around him.
    A full-length mirror on the wall captured the sight. The soft curves of her body, the hard lines of his. He pulled her head up by her hair, the erotic sight becoming even more titillating as his gaze met hers in the mirror.
    With her pussy so wet, he nearly slipped out when he pulled back. And then he slammed into her. She gasped and jolted forward with each thrust, his balls slapping against her pussy. Her knees began to slide, and he tightened his grip on her hair, holding her head up while he delivered a hard smack to her ass. Her sex clenched around him, so hot and tight he wanted to roar with pleasure. Damn hotel walls.
    Instead, he smacked her again, fucking her until her arms gave out, her upper body sinking toward the mattress. He jerked her back by her hair, bringing her body up against his. With his forearm beneath her chin, he nudged her head with his.
    “Look at us, Princess.” Such a carnal sight, his body behind hers, her legs on either side of his, his cock pumping into her pussy.
    She stared into the mirror, her expression glazed and dreamy. She reached an arm back until her hand rested on his ass, urging him on. He reached down and circled his finger around her clit, then turned and licked the side of her face.
    She shuddered, her body quaking with the intensity of her orgasm. All tension left her body and he helped her as she relaxed forward, her upper body resting on the mattress once more. He held her hips in place with one hand, pressing the other over the sweat-dampened skin of her smooth back.
    “I’m going to take you now.”
    She hummed in response and