"Is this okay?" He asked, after pulling away.
"More than okay."
He kissed her again.
Daniel's lips on hers felt like everything. They were now sprawled out on the towel, making out, Daniel atop her. He didn't have any issues rising to this occasion. Thank God this is a secluded beach, she thought. His hands were roaming all over her body, it gave her chills and made her feel hot at the same time. His lips moved to her neck as he reached under her and squeezed her ass.
"I wanna taste you," he whispered in her ear, nibbling on it after.
She moaned and shuddered a little.
"Can I?
"Yes"
He started to kiss down her stomach, keeping eye contact with her until he reached his destination. He pressed his lips against hers, through her bathing suit. With his index finger, he moved it to the side and started to go to work on her.
"Oh Daniel", she moaned. She couldn't believe this was happening right now. THE Daniel Meade had his face in between her legs and was making her feel things she never felt before. She wanted him so bad, it didn't even make sense.
"You taste so good, baby"
The sound of the ocean and Daniel licking her had her in a trance. She grabbed the back of his head and wrapped her legs around his neck. She wanted to feel like this forever. My God, this man is talented, she thought. He inserted his other index finger inside of her, moving it in and out as he kept his mouth on her. This move made Betty go over the edge.
"Fuck!" she screamed as she came.
The sound of Betty moaning and screaming was like music to his ears. He never heard her curse this much before, wow. He loved seeing Betty like this, losing control. He wanted to see this side of her again and again. He had to have her.
"Please Daniel," she had to have him too.
He kissed his way back up to her mouth and gave her a big wet kiss. She grabbed his head, and deepened it — she loved the taste of herself on him.
Betty reached down and undid the drawstring on his shorts and pulled them down. She grabbed him and started stroking him, he was so ready for her. "You sure Betty?" he asked. "Yes, Daniel. Please," she was begging him at this point. She didn't care about anything else but the two of them, at this moment. Betty held the bottom of her bathing suit to the side, while Daniel finally entered her. They moaned together in unison. The feeling was electrifying, Betty was in a daze. Here she was, in the Bahamas, in the middle of a secluded beach, getting her back blown out by her best friend. "You're so wet," he said under his breath. She moaned and grabbed his head down for a searing kiss, he began kissing her neck, then moved his attention to her breasts, pulling down the strap of her bathing suit, and capturing a nipple in his mouth.
They moved together in a beautiful rhythm, Daniel was in awe. Not because he didn't think Betty would be good at this, but because they fit together perfectly, like a glove. "Deeper, Daniel!" she screamed. Daniel did what he was told, but he was ready to explode. "I'm close, Betty," he said before his last stroke.
"I'm on the pill," she wanted to feel everything. As Daniel finished in her, they both sighed. He pulled his pants up and laid next to her on the towel. "Wow, Daniel that was —" "Amazing," he finished her sentence. "Really?" she asked. "Yes, Betty, I mean it. That was incredible. You were incredible." She blushed. "Do you think we can go again?" she asked timidly. "Yes, let's take this back to my room, this sand is annoying." They both laughed. They somehow managed to not get any sand in their crevices, but it was pretty much everywhere else.
"Come on let's go," he got up and held his hand out to help Betty up. She grabbed the towel, and they made their way back to Daniel's suite, without anyone seeing them. "We should wash this off, together."
"Good idea, Betty," he said smacking her ass, as soon as the elevator doors closed.