He is no longer sweet and gentle, but hungry...for me. One hand firmly grabbing my waist, pulling me into him. The other has my pony tail in a strangle hold while he devours my mouth. Here's my fierce protector. He yanks my neck to the side and works his way down my throat and to my chest. I'm sure our panting can be heard for miles, neither of us care though. The warm sun beating down and the sound of the ocean set the tone for this very hot interaction.

He takes one n*pple into his mouth and I moan from the sensation. He gives just as much attention to the other while he rocks my hips, grinding our still clothed lower halves into each other. "Oliver, I need more, please." I pant out. He shredded my shorts.

"F*ck, baby. Have you been naked under these all day?" He digs his fingers into the flesh of my thighs and I giggle. "How often do you do that?"

"Whenever we are home." I look at him through my eyelashes biting my lower lip.

get frustrated with his lack of nakedness and I lift up enough to release him from his shorts. I can't pull them off all the way since his feet are planted and keeping us from toppling off the hammock into the sand, but

stroke him while he quickly removes his shirt and tosses it aside. "That is a problem." He says

"How so?"

for the taking?" Just to emphasize

my cl*t with his thumb, "Or slide your

the point." I smile at him, letting out a moan as he pinches my very swollen nub. "Please,

delicious

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