Mastering Her Fear (Miami Masters 3) - Page 16

Along with a few sunbathers in various stages of undress and some naked beachcombers, they strolled through the warm sand passing colorful, individual cabanas and covered picnic areas with grills. Lush forest foliage started about fifty feet from shore and as they waded through the rolling waves, they could detect paths running through the dense trees.

“It’s certainly quiet and peaceful, without the commercialism you expect at resorts.” Julie noticed no one paid much attention to them, which helped her walk past strangers with her bare breasts swaying, but even so, arousal hummed just under the surface, an acute awareness of Jackson wearing nothing but his shorts, his calloused hand engulfing her smaller one. Just being near him put her senses on high alert and she found it easy in this tropical paradise to forget about the terrors the dark held for her.

“We’ll see if you still enjoy the lack of comforts when you need to use the restroom.” He pointed toward a small copse, and the only building they’d come across. “It’s better than the bushes, and they’re kept clean, but resemble what you’d find on a campground.”

“I’ll survive. Do you come here often?”

They rounded a bend then he steered her toward a path into the woods. “No, we’ve only been enjoying the marina pleasures of Zach’s wealth for a few years and his first yacht wasn’t decked out for our kinks. This is a shortcut to the other side, and the path is sandy, so it won’t hurt your feet.”

“So, where do you go for your kinky fun?” she asked as she took a deep whiff of the aromatic island flowers blossoming on bushes and in trees.

“Chains, a club in Miami. I’ll take you there sometime.” He glanced down at her in time to see the doubt crossing her face. “Are you forgetting already you can trust me?”

“No, but can’t we just stick to your small group?”

“We’ll see.” In truth, Jackson preferred the small venue Zach offered them with the yacht and hanging with just the gang, but it didn’t hurt to keep Julie guessing. The less time she spent dwelling on her friends’ deaths, the faster she would overcome her fear. When they neared the secluded alcove he’d been heading to, he backed her against a tree and lifted her hands to a low hanging branch. “Grab hold.”

“Why? What’re you going to do?” Her eyes were as wary as her tone, but she obeyed his instructions and clung to the branch.

“Sir.”

“What?”

“You need to get used to addressing me as Sir when we’re playing.” He stripped her swimsuit bottoms down her legs. “Step out.” Reaching down, Jackson scooped up her swimsuit and tucked it into his waistband before digging in his pocket and holding up the small, waterproof bullet vibrator. “Have you ever used a bullet?”

Julie’s eyes lit with excitement as she shook her head. “No, but I think I’m about to… sir.” The cheeky grin splitting her face told Jackson she didn’t take the formal address seriously, something he’d enjoy working on with her later.

“Spread your legs.” He stooped down in front of her, his mouth watering at the sheen already glistening on her plump folds. Damn, but he loved a bare pussy. Parting her labia, he slid the oval, plastic pleasure toy inside her with ease, making sure it nestled right up next to her clit. A low moan spilled past her lips, blending with the musical cadence of island birds flitting among the foliage.

Pushing to his feet, Jackson grinned down at Julie’s flushed face, glad to see she still clung to the overhead branch. She continued to surprise him every time she allowed a new sign of her submissiveness to show itself. “How does that feel?”

“Okay, as long as you don’t torment me with its possibilities for long,” she grumbled.

Jackson wrapped his hands around her throat and felt her pulse leap under his thumb. Titling her head back, he leaned down and licked her lips before saying, “You’ll tolerate it for as long as I say, won’t you?” Her convulsive swallow struggled past his light clasp and her nipples puckered even tighter when her body swayed toward him.

“Yes, sir.”

“That’s my girl.” Releasing her, he clasped her hands and pulled her behind him as he trudged back onto the beach.

Julie shook inside and out from the jarring impact of his dominance. The way he asserted his control with the tender hold he took of her neck excited her in a new and altogether different way. She couldn’t imagine allowing anyone else that much mastery over her, but with Jackson, she was slowly coming to crave it.

Shooting a quick look around, her tension eased when she didn’t see anyone else on this stretch of beach. Then he reached into his pocket again and she gasped as every nerve ending in her sheath went on red alert. “Oh, God, Jackson, I don’t think I’m going to last long… Jackson!” She stuttered on a laugh as he shucked out of his shorts without breaking stride toward the shore, the view of his taut buttocks diverting her for a moment from the vibrations wreaking havoc with her senses. “What are you doing? It’s cold!” she screeched when he hauled her into the water.

He turned and yanked her up against him. “Did I mention the bullet is waterproof?”

The frigid temperature of the Atlantic did nothing to cool her down when they came together, skin to skin, their sun-warmed chests locked together in a tight embrace igniting yet another firestorm of pleasure. Wrapping her arms around his broad shoulders, she clung to him as he hiked her up.

“Wrap your legs around me.” Dipping his head, he kissed her, his mouth taking command of hers with hard pressure, his lips moving, sucking at hers before his tongue took possession of hers in an erotic dance of sweeping strokes.

Julie barely noticed when Jackson took them deeper because the small stimulator was working its magic against her clit and up and down the sensitive tissues of her inflamed pussy. The water now swirled around their hips, but between the rapid pulses tormenting her sheath, the tingling brush of her nipples against his chest hair and the hard pressure of his mouth, it was all she could do to hold back the climax demanding release—as he’d instructed her to do. Alternating between cursing him and praying he’d relent, she ground her pelvis against his cock, dampening his rigid length with her ever-increasing juices and, with any luck, torturing him as he was her.

Jackson broke their kiss, his mock glare drawing a satisfied grin.

“Two can play your game… sir.”

“Only if I say so.” He lifted her enough to clear her ass of the water then delivered a blistering swat to her left buttock.

Pain blossomed, feeding her arousal, adding to the building heat and frustration. She groaned when he followed with a slow teasing finger stroke that grazed her anus then tickled her slit, just enough to notch up the pleasure but stopping short of tumbling her over. Glancing away from the knowing glint in his eyes, she caught an enticing view of Zach’s tight butt cheeks clenching with each forceful plunge as he fucked Sandie from behind. With her hands braced against a palm tree trunk, she appeared to savor each rough, demanding thrust.

“It’s hot watching another couple fuck, isn’t it?” Jackson whispered in her ear.

Julie cut her gaze back to him, realizing he was right. “It seems I find a lot of things hot I never imagined. I think you’re a bad influence on me.”

“If I am, we’ll go down together.” Foraging between her folds, he withdrew the vibrator then impaled her on his cock, her soaking vagina easing the way for his deep, upward thrust. “Ride me, baby.”

His guttural demand released Julie of the invisible bonds of his previous order and she welcomed his vigorous invasion with a shriek that echoed across the water. He took her fast and hard, his hands digging into her hips, lifting and plunging her down, over and over. Heat encompassed her entire body, the sun warming her skin, his cock scalding her sheath. Each deep surge stole her breath and set off a new barrage of sparks along all those wonderful, ultrasensitive nerve endings the vibrator had teased to life. As she laid her head back, her hair fell into the lapping water and she basked in the sun’s rays bathing her face and splashing

over her bouncing breasts as she ceded to the sheer decadence of her first experience with outdoor fucking.

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