The beach villa became our sanctuary for ten full days. Ten days of nothing but skin, salt air, and the kind of love ð that consumes you whole.
John couldnât keep his hands off me. Even in sleep, his arm stayed wrapped around my waist, fingers splayed possessively across my stomach. Every morning I woke to his mouth on my neck, his hard c**k pressing against my ass, and his low, sleepy voice whispering, âMine.â
On the fifth morning, sunlight poured through the open balcony doors as he pulled me on top of him. I straddled his hips, sinking down slowly onto his thick length until he was buried to the hilt. We both moaned at the perfect fit.
âRide me, baby,â he groaned, hands gripping my thighs, thumbs stroking the sensitive skin there. âLet me feel all of you.â
I moved slowly at first, g
