Never Enough

Alexa

Hi, there! My name’s Alexa, and here are a few things you should know about me: I’ve got a good sense of humor (Gabriel Iglesias is my kinda funny), I’m nice (unless you’re an asshole to me, then you get what you give - sorry, not sorry), I’m smart (I graduated top of my nursing class), and I’m a bit of a nymphomaniac (which my boyfriend does not mind at all).

My boyfriend’s name is Luke. And let’s see…what do you need to know about him? He’s super sweet (he’s always doing little romantic things for me, like bringing me home flowers for no reason or buying me a box of my favorite chocolates), he’s really funny (Trevor Noah is his kinda funny), he’s smart (he loves dismantling and rebuilding cars and computers), and he’s super hot (think Chris Hemsworth crossed with Jamie Dornan). And, like I said, he doesn’t mind that my mind is usually stuck on one thing: Sex.

For my 30th birthday, he bought us tickets to Hawaii! He knows I’ve always wanted to go there, and he wanted to do something extra special for me for my 30th.

Upon arriving in Maui, we checked into our hotel room then immediately changed into our swimsuits and hit the beach. We’ve been lounging out here for the last couple of hours now.

“You look like you’re starting to burn.” Luke’s announcement has me opening my eyes and glancing over at him. He grabs the suntan lotion out of my bag and sits up. “Here.” He sits up and swings his legs to the side of his beach chair, his feet hitting the sand, and squirts some lotion into the palm of his hand. “I’ll slather you up.”

With a smile of appreciation for his care, I sit up and face him. “Thanks.”

He smiles and starts rubbing the lotion into my shoulders, my arms, and my chest. I close my eyes, enjoying the feel of his warm, strong hands on my body, his touch arousing without even trying.

His eyes are on my face when I open mine, watching me. His smile turns lopsided as he gives me a knowing look. A look that says, “I know what I’m doing to you right now.”

He does know what he’s doing to me. He knows he’s like catnip to me. He knows I’m addicted to him and his touch and the decadent, wicked pleasure he gives me on the regular.

We don’t just have sex a couple of times a week. We enjoy doing the deed several times a day when we can. Because why wouldn’t we? Sex is fun. Sex is awesome. And sex with Luke is out of this fucking world. He blows my mind every time.

We’ve been together now for almost a year, and I love him more every day. And I want him more with every kiss. Every touch. Every fuck. Every climax that completely unravels me.

“Your cheeks are looking a little pink, too,” Luke tells me.

I shake my head, give him a flirty little smile. “That’s not from the sun.”

One of Luke’s eyebrows goes up. “Oh?” Finished slathering me up with suntan lotion, he drops the bottle back into my bag. “What’s it from?” he asks even though he knows what’s causing my blush. Desire. For him.

I cock an eyebrow at him. “You know.”

One corner of his lips ticks up. Our beach chairs are really close, and he scoots his butt to the edge of his, leans across the short space between us, sets his hands on the edge of my chair on either side of my hips caging me in, and brings his mouth to within an inch of mine. “You’re so easy,” he murmurs, his voice low and dark.

I am easy. Easy to turn on. Easy to seduce. To tempt. But so is he. We’re a good match that way. We’re a good match in a lot of ways to tell the truth.

“You love that about me.” I nip at his bottom lip, soothing the slight sting with a slow swipe of my tongue.

He growls, low and rumbly and sexy as hell. “I do.” He nibbles at my bottom lip.

Knowing us, we should probably move things upstairs to our room sooner rather than later. We tend to get carried away quickly. And it’s fine if we go inside. We can afford to miss some sunshine. We’re here in Hawaii for a week. There’s plenty of time for sun-worshipping. We’ve been on the beach for a couple of hours now and too much sun is not a good thing. Right? Right.

Moving my mouth over to Luke’s ear, I whisper, “I think you should take me back to our hotel room now.”

Luke presses a kiss to a spot below my ear then whispers, “Why’s that?”

He knows why, obviously, but he likes making me say what I want. And I like telling him.

“You know why,” I reply, my voice practically dripping sex.

“I want you to tell me.” His hot breath tickles my skin. “What do you want to do back in our room?”

I place my hand high on his thigh, slowly sliding it close to the bulge starting to fill out his swimsuit. “I want you to let me suck your dick.” Said dick twitches at my words. I cover it with my hand and give it a little squeeze. “And then, I want you to lick my cunny.” Another twitch. I smile against his ear. “I know how much you like licking my cunny.”

A shake of his head. “I don’t like,” he corrects, “I love licking that beautiful pussy of yours.”

I purr in his ear. “And after I suck your dick and you lick my cunny, I want to get you nice and hard again, and then I’m going to ride that gorgeous dick of yours.” I pull back and meet Luke’s gaze, loving the fire I see banked in his eyes. “What do you say?”

He grabs my hand, the fire in his eyes flashing. “Grab your stuff.”

I grab my bag with my free hand and try to keep up as he leads the way back to our room. As we pass people on the beach, then the people hanging out around the pool of our hotel, and then other people milling about inside our hotel, I wonder if it’s obvious to them that we’re hurrying to get alone and fuck.

Not that I care if they suspect what we’re about. It’s never not a good time to be fucking, I say.

Once our hotel room door is shut and locked, a ‘Do Not Disturb’ sign hanging on the handle in the hallway, Luke takes a seat on the bed and I step between his legs, pulling down one strap of my bathing suit, then the other.

Luke’s hands come to the back of my knees, his fingers lightly teasing the skin there before trailing up the back of my legs to the creases where legs meet ass. His fingertips follow along the under-curve of my ass toward the center of my body and slide between my thighs from behind.

One hand lingers there between my legs, waking up sensitive nerve endings, while the other moves around to my front and starts rubbing me through my bathing suit, making my clit very happy.

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Luke

“That’s nice,” Alexa breathes as I tease between her legs from behind and rub her mound through her bathing suit.

She presses herself into my hand, rocking into my touch, seeking more, demanding more.

And it’s my pleasure to give it to her.

She said she wanted three things back on the beach.She wants to suck my dick, she wants me to lick her sweet pussy, and she wants to ride my dick.

I’ll give her those three in that order.

She whines a little when I remove my hands from her. I want to whine a little too. My hand itches to return to her mound, but I don’t satisfy that itch. I reach for the sides of her bathing suit, pull it down her body until it’s around her ankles. She kicks off her flip-flops and steps out of it.

When she’s naked, I lift my hips and shove my swim shorts to my ankles, ditching them along with my flip flops, then I spread my legs wider. The tip of my erection is pointing straight up at Alexa, and I look to where it's directing me, staring up at her and cocking an eyebrow. “I believe you said something about wanting to suck my dick?”

The pout that came to her face when I stopped rubbing her core through her suit is now replaced with a playful look of delight.

One eyebrow goes up as she eyes my erection with hungry eyes. “So I did.”

Exaggerating the sexy sway of her hips, she walks around the bed, grabs a pillow, then comes back, and throws it on the floor between my feet. I widen my legs so she has more space, watch her kneel in front of me.

Alexa hums like she’s enjoying one of the chocolates she loves while she gazes at my cock. “Look at you,” she murmurs. And I do look. I look from her gorgeous face to my dick. Like a proud soldier, it’s standing at attention, a little drop of excitement pearling on the tip. With Alexa’s mouth so close, it tingles with anticipation.

“So hard,” Alexa continues. Fuck, yeah. I’m hard as steel. I’m always hard around this woman. “So hot.”

“Not as hot as I know your pussy is,” I growl. Her pussy feels like a damn furnace when it’s wrapped around me.

Alexa licks her lips as she leans in closer. Closer. Until those lips are right there, hovering above the head of my cock.

“Do it,” I beg when she stills. My voice sounds like gravel. “Suck it.”

Her lashes lift, her gaze flicking to mine, and she smiles. Wickedly. Then, she opens that sweet mouth of hers, her lips parting wide to take me, her tongue coming out to taste me. She gives the underside of my crown a lick, and the feel of her tongue on me is to-die-for good.

I lean back to watch her work, propping myself up on stiff arms while my cock is gifted with more licks. Not just at the crown, but all down my shaft, and around my balls. My girl always makes sure to take care of the entire package.

The licking doesn’t stop, but Alexa starts alternating those licks with suction. She opens her mouth wide, slapping my cock against her tongue a couple of times before slowly diving down, taking as much of my length into her mouth as she can. I’m not just long (I’m over six inches) I’ve also got some serious girth too, so she can’t take all of me. What she can’t take, she grips with her hand, moving it in time with her mouth as she starts bobbing up and down, slowly. She alternates swirls of her tongue and scrapes of her teeth, doing her best to drive me fucking crazy.

“Fuck, baby. That feels so good.”

She slides that pretty mouth of hers off me and takes a breath. “God, I love sucking your dick.”

She really does. She’s told me many times that having her mouth full of my dick is her second favorite thing after having her pussy full of my dick.

I cup her face with one hand, my fingers sliding into her hair, while I watch her eyeing my cock, getting ready for her next dive.

A blink of her thick, sooty lashes, and her gaze meets mine. She smiles up at me, her eyes full of heat and passion and love, and goes for another dive down onto my dick, using teeth and heavy suction on her way back up, making me hiss. She cups my balls in one hand, playing with them, rolling and caressing them the way I like.

It takes me a second to realize that I’ve started thrusting, chasing her mouth as she slides it up and down my length. I check to make sure I’m not shoving too much of my cock into her mouth, because I’m a good guy like that, but she’s got me under control. Her hand is still wrapped around my base and with that hand she makes sure she only takes what she can of me without gagging.

Alexa’s eyes lift to mine again, and her free hand crawls up my belly, her fingers finding a nipple and toying with it. She watches me as she plays with me, gauging how close I am. She knows all my tells. My grunts. My groans. My body’s twitches and movements.

I collapse from my hands to take my weight on my elbows when she starts working me faster.

“Shit.” I grit my teeth, trying to withstand the unbearable pleasure, trying to hold off the climax my body’s reaching for. “Babe,” I practically whimper, “I’m close.”

Alexa pulls her mouth off me with a slurp. “Yeah?” she pants, sounding like she’s the one drowning in pleasure. “You gonna come, babe?”

I nod, panting.

“You wanna come in my mouth?” she asks because she’s a fucking queen.

She gives me a lick while she waits for my answer. I shake my head. I don’t want to come in her mouth.

I fix my eyes on her heavy, full breasts, zeroing in on their puckered, dusky pink tips. “I want to come on your tits.”

Alexa gives me one more lingering lick before leaning away a little and arching her back, pushing her breasts forward to collect my come. The hand that’s been wrapped around me all along, starts moving. Fast. Adopting a more active role.

I realize I’ve closed my eyes, and I snap them open. Alexa’s hot gaze is locked on me.

“Come on, baby,” she urges, sounding like she’s the one who’s about to orgasm. “Come for me.” She pumps faster, her hand scuttling up and down my cock. “Come on my tits.” She moves her arms in a way that pushes her breasts together, plumping them up, making them look even more inviting. “I want to feel your hot come on my breasts.”

“Yeah.” A pant.

“Make me all sticky,” she says.

A thick swallow.

“Show me how much you love my tits.”

I don’t know how I form the words, but I do. “I love your tits.”

“I know you do,” Alexa grins. “Show me how much.”

The head of my cock presses against one warm, beautifully soft breast. Alexa’s got me in position, she’s ready to catch my come with her tits. And I’m ready to erupt.

Two more tight, fast, hard strokes of Alexa’s hand and I do erupt. Like fucking Mt. Vesuvius. Streak after streak of hot, thick, white come jets out of the tip of my cock and splashes across her tits. By the time I’m empty, her tits are coated. They look like a fucking Jackson Pollock painting. My essence drips down her succulent flesh, some of it running off and dripping onto the floor.

I groan as Alexa pushes a breast up as close to her mouth as she can and licks my come from its creamy top. My girl is hotter than hell.

“Mmm.” She laps some up off her other breast.

I don’t have the energy to do anything other than watch her for a few moments. So that’s what I do.

My breathing is basically back to normal by the time she pushes from her knees up to stand and goes into the bathroom. She comes back with a damp washcloth and proceeds to clean me off, then herself, running the washcloth around and over her breasts, wiping away the mess I made.

She goes and tosses the washcloth in the bathroom sink then returns to the bed, her eyes eating me up as she approaches. My spent cock is softer now, but it won’t be long before it’s up and ready for more fun.

I bend over and grab the pillow off the floor, toss it back with the others at the head of the bed, then I stand up and face Alexa.

“Your turn.”

She grins, her hand going to her mound, her fingers playing with her clit.

Fuck, I love watching her play with herself. My cock is already trying to lift its head.

“Hey.” I narrow my gaze on her hand. “I want to play with that.”

“Oh, yeah?” She raises one eyebrow. I nod.

She proceeds to lay down on the bed on her back, and slowly, seductively, spreads her legs wide. “Well?” Her hand returns to her mound. “Come and get it.”

Her words hit me right in the dick. It twitches and swells, starting to come back to life. I crawl onto the bed, getting myself situated between her legs for a long stay, stretching out on my stomach, the lower half of my legs hanging off the foot of the bed. The heady scent of her arousal is detectable now that I’m face to mound, and I breathe it in.

With my thumbs, I spread her slick folds, exposing her clit. Her beautiful, hard clit. It’s just waiting for me to touch it. To lick it. To suck it. And I’m going to do all of those things. Over and over until Alexa screams my name and comes all over my tongue.

I blow on her clit, softly, letting it know that pleasure is really close.

Alexa wants it closer. And she wants it now. “Lick.”

I glance up at her demand, meeting her gaze across the length of her body before I take my first taste of her. Then, I dive in for more, licking up all her honey like a man starved.

Alexa watches me devour her pussy, and I watch her, loving the way she bites her lip, the way her brows furrow, the way her nostrils flare, the way her eyes glaze over.

I know all of her sweetest spots, inside and out, and I tend to them all now. I continue lapping and sucking at her clit, and press a finger inside her and start rubbing against the front wall of her vagina.

“Oh, yeah,” she moans when I add a second finger.

“Yeah, baby? Is that good?” I ask, even though I know she loves what I’m doing. I’ve made it my job to learn what she likes best, what makes her moan, what makes her writhe, what makes her scream. She loves feeling full. And she loves when I rub a particular spot on the front wall of her vagina. I’m not sure if it’s her G-spot, but it’s definitely one of her good spots.

“That’s so good,” she pants. “Don’t stop.”

“Never,” I growl against her pussy lips.

“Fuck!” A cry. “Luke!” Another.

Her excited cries and the way her hips start thrusting let me know she’s getting close to the edge. Urging her even closer, I rub my fingers against her inner wall harder, faster, and go at her with my tongue like a voracious animal.

“Shi-i-i-t!” A scream. “Oh my god!” She starts repeating those three words over and over like a chant before whimpering, “Babe, I’m gonna come.”

Fuck, yeah, she is.

“Mm-hmm,” I hum in agreement against her core.

Then, she’s coming, in a long, slow, delicious unraveling. Her hands clutch at my hair, pulling me closer. Her head thrashes on the pillow, her hair falling over her face. Her legs tremble from the strength of her orgasm. Her hips rock uncontrollably, thrusting her mound against me. I have to remove my fingers from her core and throw an arm over those hips to hold her down somewhat so I can continue my feast. Not that she probably even notices. She’s completely lost to pleasure.

I drag my tongue through her dripping folds, from her entrance to her clit, slowly, again and again, until she’s calm down.

She sucks in a deep breath when it’s over, then lets out a little giggle. My girl often giggles after she comes. And I love that. She’s not just sexy, she’s cute as hell.

She urges me to move up over her, and when we’re face to face, she wraps her legs around my hips. Looking quite sated, she smiles up at me. “Hi.”

I press a kiss to her forward. “Hi.” Another kiss to her cheek. To her nose. To her lips.

My dick is back at full mast now, and I can’t resist the urge to thrust against her while our mouths meet again and again, our tongues swiping, licking, tasting.

“Babe,” I get out between kisses and idle thrusts. “I need to get inside you.”

“I want to be on top,” she says.

I get on my back lickity split, my speed and enthusiasm getting a chuckle from Alexa, who throws one of her long legs over me and straddles me.

“Put me inside you,” I breathe, and she does, her wet, tight heat engulfing me as she slides her sweet, sweet pussy down my aching length.

We don’t use condoms anymore because we’re in an exclusive, committed relationship, and she’s got an IUD, so I can feel everything. And so can she. She tells me all the time how much she loves feeling me come inside her. It’s a little messier, what with my come dripping out of her afterward, but like we care about that.

Alexa lifts up until just the head of my cock is still notched inside her, then she slides back down on me, a sigh leaving us both as she does.

Watching my girl move up and down on my cock is one my favorite things to do. As is watching her fly apart when she can’t take any more pleasure and her body explodes.

I lick my thumb, bring it to her clit and start rubbing a tight circle around that sensitive, greedy nub, smiling at the response I get. Alexa’s knees squeeze my sides tighter, her inner muscles clench around my length, grasping at me, pulling at me. I expect her to pick up the pace, and eagerly focus my attention on her breasts while I wait. The way her tits bounce when she’s on top and she’s rushing toward the finish line is a beautiful thing to behold.

Alexa doesn’t pick up the pace, though. Her hips come to a stop. No more up and down. No beautiful bouncing tits. Like a little boy who’s just had his favorite toy taken away from him, I pout. Of course, my disappointment is short-lived.

Impaled on my cock, Alexa starts rotating her hips slowly, stirring my cock around and around, clenching it with her inner muscles.

“Oh yeah, that’s nice. Don’t stop,” I breathe, and she doesn’t.

Circle, circle, circle. Clench, clench, clench.

My thumb stops strumming her clit and my hands grasp her thighs when she switches things up, leaning forward and hovering above me, her breasts dangling between us. She spirals upward on my cock with the next rotation of her hips. We both groan in complaint when she slides up too far and I slip out of the hot cave of her body.

She lifts up and quickly slides back on but doesn’t take any more than my tip inside.

I’m not feeling all that patient at the moment, and my impatience comes through in my voice when I demand, “More. Take more. Take it all.”

Alexa grins, nips my chin with a quick scrape of teeth, and then gives me what I want. She thrusts down, fast and hard, impaling herself on me, her pelvis slapping against mine, her ass hitting my balls.

I growl another demand. “Again.”

She lifts her hips, drops them down on me again. “Is this what you want?”Another lift and drop of her hips. “You want me to fuck you hard and fast?”

“Yes.” A croak as she slams into me. “Fuck, yes.”

“Tell me how much you want it.”

“I want it so fucking bad,” I pant. “So fucking bad.”

She leans closer, until we’re chest to chest, her breasts flattening against my pecs, her fingers finding their way into my hair. She fists the strands a little too tightly, causing a slight sting, but I don’t care. The sting just revs me up more.

Her mouth is next to my ear now and every little sound she makes gets translated into pings of pleasure throughout the rest of my body.

“Alexa.” A pant. “You’re killing me, babe. You’re fucking killing me.”

I feel her smile against my throat.

Those hips of hers keep going up and down on me, her slick pussy sliding over my cock faster and faster.

A part of me wants to roll her under me and pound away but I resist that urge. The control stays with Alexa. Not that either one of us has any control at the moment. We’re both at the mercy of our pleasure-greedy bodies. This is all out, no holds barred fucking at its finest, and it feels so damn good I don’t ever want to stop. Being with Alexa like this? This close? This intimate? This perfect? It’s never enough for me. Never enough.

All too soon, though, my body seizes in a climax so strong, so astounding, it feels like the entire island of Maui should be shaking from the aftershocks. Really. My orgasm is that fucking phenomenal. And I can tell Alexa’s orgasm, which comes on the heels of mine, is just as devastating as mine, if not more so, from the way her legs tremble, from the way she groans, long and low, from the way she grinds against me, uncontrollably, and from the way she says my name, desperately, like she needs me to hold her tight, keep her grounded to the earth.

And I do hold her tight. My arms go around her, one hand moving up and cupping the back of her head, the other moving down and cupping her ass. She drops her head to my shoulder, sighing into the skin and muscle there, and with the hand that was just cupping her ass, I start tracing her delicate spine with my fingertips.

“That feels nice,” she murmurs sleepily.

I kiss the top of her head, my fingers slowly stroking up and down her back.

We fall asleep that way, her on top of me, me still inside her, softening. And when we wake up after our short nap, Alexa helps get me nice and hard again, so we can do it all over again.

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