ELSE & CHESTER | THE SHORELINE | 12AM (RATED)
Chester wasn't surprised at the fact that Else took charge so easily and since they both wanted the same thing, he didn't slow her down. As her hands moved to pushing his board shirts down his hips, and guided him inside of her, Chester brought his head up from her nipple, the hand on her back sliding down to her lower back to support her as she slid herself down his long shaft. His groan at the sensations of her warmth enveloping him, matched her heavy moan. His hand moved from her back to her hip, using the perfect handhold he found there to begin moving her up and down as he began to thrust up into her, finding a steady rhythm as their lips met in a tangle of tongues and lips.
They should probably have been a little more aware of their surroundings but it was dark enough they were far enough from the party that neither paid any attention to anyone on the beach. Chester caught her lower lip in between his teeth and sucked on it, before he thrust his tongue back into her mouth, claiming it as his own, as much as her earlier movement of taking charge and sliding onto him, had claimed him.
The hand in her hair slid down her back, then around her hip, to slid between them, as his fingers trailed down her abdomen and between her legs to find that hidden bud of nerves. As his fingers slid across it, she tightened around him, a cry coming from her parted lips, and he grinned against her lips, before focusing his attention on that sensitive spot.
Heavy emerald eyes watched her face with every beautiful sound that came from her lips. The moonlight reflecting off the glowing water, made her pale skin appear to glow. "You're fucking beautiful," he whispered in her ear as his lips moved back down her jaw to her neck, where he resumed licking and biting his way along her shapely shoulder and collarbone as he continued to steadily thrust within her, letting that heat build up between them.