Page 67 of Unholy Bad Decisions
“Thomas,” Niko chides, channeling his authoritative voice.
My cock jolts, immediately interested. He never uses my full name unless he means to scold me. “I’m sorry. But I like hanging out with her. She’s so fun!”
“Thomas… Why did you invite her over without discussing it with me first?” He gropes my ass. “You’ve been such a naughty boy.” A hint of his grin cracks through the mask of fake annoyance and disappointment he’s wearing. “I have to punish you now, don’t I?”
“Oh nooo, whatever shall I do? Somebody please save me,” I mock-gasp, pulling my swim trunks down. “I think you should start by spanking me and then you should shove your big dick inside me and make me ride you.”
He groans, hard under me. “You are impossible.”
“No, I’m just addicted to your dick. And you.” I smooch his cheek. “You are the best. Also, don’t worry about Ria—she will stay at a hotel. I’ll pick her up from the airport and show her around the estate, then we’ll do the yacht cruise and have dinner in Athens. She’s flying out first thing in the morning because she must attend a seminar in Germany.” I flash my most mischievous smirk at Niko. “She’ll only have an afternoon to ogle me.”
He growls, tackling me off the chair. We land in the sand, he on his back with me still on top. His hands dig into my ass cheeks, possessive and greedy, and his mouth kisses its way down my neck, leaving in its wake fire. “Then I better make sure to mark you, so she knows who you belong to.”
I laugh as he leaves a ton of hickeys on me. We roll in the sand for a bit, kissing and touching, then he carries me inside our beautiful home, straight into the shower cabin of our en-suite. We get rid of the sand and then we move to the pool, where he tortures me with sweet and sensual fucking until my body is all wrinkled up from the water and my heart hums happily in my chest.
