The Stranger Behind My Orgasm

Abigail

Santorini took my breath away. The moment we stepped off the private jet and into the warm evening, it felt like I’d been hurled into a surreal paradise.

Whitewashed buildings tumbled down the cliffs like scattered sugar cubes, their edges glowing gold in the setting sun. Iconic blue domes dotted the landscape, and beyond them stretched the vast, deep blue of the Aegean Sea and the caldera.

A freaking submerged volcano! It was wild. The air smelled like salt and something flowery. It was almost too beautiful to be real.

I stood there for a long moment, speechless, the cool evening breeze whispering over my skin.

Finnegan’s hand settled on my back, warm and strong through the fabric of my dress.

"You like it?" he whispered in my ear.

"Like it?" I let out a breathless laugh, turning to look at him.

"Finn... this is insane. People save up for years just to see this view. You mean we actually get to stay here?! This was like one of the top places in the world I wanted to visit!"

"What’s the first?"

"Paris," I replied, tipping my head back. "It was the only place I wanted to go when I was a kid. Go to the Eiffel Tower and all that. But it’s all a dream."

"It doesn’t have to be," he said beside me, his green eyes shining down at me.

My body was still deliciously sore from what he’d done to me on the jet. My thighs felt a little sticky, my pussy tender and sensitive with every step, and my lips were still slightly swollen from his kisses.

The memory of him fucking me so hard on the floor, then pushing his cum back inside me, made heat bloom low in my belly again.

A sleek black car waited for us on the tarmac. The short drive to the villa was nothing short of breathtaking.

My eyes greedily drank in the winding cliffsides, the beautiful blue sea — damn. When we finally arrived at our private villa perched on the edge of the caldera, my jaw hit the floor.

It was perfect. An infinity pool glowed turquoise right at the edge of the cliff. There was a huge outdoor terrace with plush loungers, and floor-to-ceiling glass walls.

"Abby, it’s not that big of a deal," he murmured beside me in the backseat of the car.

I whipped around to face him, my eyes wide as saucers. "Not a big deal?! Most guys take their girlfriends to dinner. You bring me to freaking paradise."

His emerald eyes darkened. "You’re not most girlfriends, Abigail."

Yep, that sent butterfly wings flapping in my stomach.

I reached up, threading my fingers through his thick dark hair. "Careful, Mr. Wolfe. Keep talking like that and I might start thinking you actually like having me around."

He leaned down and kissed me softly. When he pulled back, his forehead rested against mine.

"I more than like having you around," he admitted quietly.

My heart did a stupid little flip, and because I didn’t know what else to say besides please have your wicked way with me, Daddy, I followed when he helped me out of the car.

I woke up to the most deliciously sinful feeling in the world.

Finnegan’s head was between my thighs, his broad shoulders holding my legs open as his tongue dragged slowly through my pussy folds. A broken moan tore from my throat before I was even fully awake.

"Finn..." I gasped, my fingers immediately threading into his dark hair.

He groaned against my pussy and drew my clit into his mouth hungrily, sending hot jolts up my spine.

"Oh god, yess, Finn." My back arched off the bed as he devoured me. His tongue relentlessly licking, swirling, fucking into me deep before returning to torture my swollen clit.

Two thick fingers pushed inside me and that made me see stars.

"You taste so fucking good in the morning," he growled against my pussy, the vibration making me whimper. "So wet already. Greedy little cunt."

I was a mess within minutes. My hips were grinding against his face, thighs trembling around his head as he ate me like a man starved.

The sounds of his mouth sucking and licking filled the sunlit bedroom. When he added a third finger and sucked hard on my clit, I shattered.

"Oh fuck me!" I cried out, cumming hard on his tongue. My entire body shook as pleasure crashed through me in waves. He didn’t stop, licking me through every pulse until I was whimpering and oversensitive.

Only then did he crawl up my body, his mouth shiny with my juices, and kiss me deeply so I could taste myself on his tongue.

"Good morning," he murmured against my lips, voice rough with arousal.

I laughed breathlessly, still floating. "Best morning ever. I think I died and went to heaven."

He smirked, looking far too pleased with himself. "You were moaning my name. I’d say you did."

"Ooh, is that a big guy?" I teased, leaning in to press a kiss against his lips, skimming my hands down the huge expanse of his very sexy body.

His muscles flexed under my fingers as I traced down toward his cock. "I could return the favor and make you say my name like a prayer this time."

"I’d worship you if I could," he rasped, and my stomach jolted with surprise.

"Really?"

"Really." He groaned when I slipped my hands into his shorts and wrapped them around his cock. "What do you want to do today, baby?"

"Mhmm." I pursed my lips, glancing at the black sands of the beach and the blue ocean through the glass walls. "We could go to the beach?" 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

We spent the next twenty minutes bantering, me trying to return the favor, him pinning me down and telling me he’d rather have me for breakfast.

Eventually I managed to escape to the bathroom, giggling the whole way. I came out dressed for the beach, wearing the tiniest white bikini I had packed.

The top barely contained my breasts, hugging my plump tits as they bounced. The bottoms were little more than strings on the sides, leaving most of my ass on display.

Finnegan shot up on the bed, cursing. "You’re wearing that in public?"

I did a slow spin, smirking. "You like it?"

"I like it when it’s just for me," he growled, eyes raking over every inch of my exposed skin.

"Not when every man on the beach is going to be staring at what’s mine."

I walked over and straddled his lap, grinding lightly against the growing bulge in his shorts. "Then you’ll just have to show them who I belong to, won’t you?"

His hands clamped on my ass hard. "Keep teasing me like that and we won’t make it to the beach."