Free Texas Fandango: Texas Montgomery Mavericks, Book 3 by Cynthia D’Alba

under. They came up laughing and pushing hair off their faces.
    Her blue eyes matched the cloud-free sky above them. They sparkled when she looked at him. He leaned in and kissed her. The kiss was wet and salty and sent his heart clambering into his throat.
    As soon as he broke the contact, KC pushed off his chest and floated away. “C’mon. Let’s explore,” she said before turning and swimming away. “Look. A cave.” She pointed to an opening that’d been exposed by the withdrawing tide. Leaning down, she put her face in the opening.
    He jerked her back. “Don’t go putting your head in places you aren’t familiar with.”
    “Ha. And this from the man who’ll dig and go down into holes for old bones.”
    “Yes, but I always know where I’m going.”
    A devious grin curled her lips. “Know where I like to see your head best? Between my legs.” She laughed and pushed off his chest again. She swam about one foot before he reached out and grabbed her ankle and pulled her back to him. Her head went below the surface and she came up sputtering but giggling.
    “I think I’d like to see how your head looks between my legs,” he said, holding his breath for her reply.
    While he’d found his way down on her, she’d yet to reciprocate. Maybe she didn’t do oral. Maybe she wasn’t really attracted to him enough to want to do oral.
    Her grin widened. “Really? Now?”
    His gaze flicked around. “Well, I’m, um…”
    She grabbed his hand and pulled him toward an outcropping over a small inlet. “Your throne,” she said, indicating the ledge with a tilt of her head.
    After a second of hesitation, he jumped then levered himself onto the wet stone. He sat, letting his legs dangle in the water.
    “I’ll let you in on a little secret.” She rubbed her hand over his rapidly engorging shaft. “I love giving head. Turns me on.”
    Heat flared in his gut, liquefying his insides. Blood rushed from every organ down to the one growing long and hard as the beautiful, sexy woman who stood between his thighs stroked it with long, firm caresses. Even all the moisture in his mouth seemed to flow south to his cock. And certainly no blood was left for his brain.
    KC untied the interior string on his surfer shorts and tugged at the waistband. Using his hands, he lifted his butt off the rock so that she could drag them down and off. Reclining totally naked in public was both a new and nervous situation for him, but he found it strangely stimulating.
    A low purr came from her throat as she ran the tips of her fingers from the head of his penis down to his balls.
    “Yum,” she said in a low, guttural tone. “Very nice.”
    She lowered her head and flicked out her cute, pink tongue and licked over the slit at the end before sliding her tongue around the rim of the head and gently nibbling.
    Drake hissed in a breath. Jesus, Joseph and Mary. She was killing him. Strands of long blonde hair covered his knee and obstructed his view, and that would never do. He fisted her hair, drawing it off to the side, giving him a clear view of a gorgeous woman licking his dick as though it was the most delicious ice-cream cone on the hottest day of the year. Impossibly, his cock got harder and longer with each trip of her tongue down and up.
    Running the tip of her tongue in circles around and around, she worked from the base of his throbbing member to the head, where she wrapped her lips around him and sucked.
    He moaned, fighting the urge to close his eyes in ecstasy. He wanted to watch. Wanted to see her take him deep in her mouth. Wanted to see her cheeks hollow as she sucked him off.
    As though reading his mind, her cheeks indented with a strong pull of pressure, and then she began to slowly slide his length into her mouth. At the same time, she wrapped both hands around his base. She drew back her head, exposing his penis covered with her shiny saliva. She twisted her hands back and forth, trailing them after her mouth up his