Night Attack

Damonq brought Elina safely back to the dock and settled her feet there, holding her until he knew her legs were steady. 

He'd deliberately used the marina closest to the boathouse and away from where Amelia and Liv were skipping rocks.

 He glanced over at the two girls. Amelia was watching.

He wrapped his arm around Elina's waist, tipped up her face and kissed her. Hard. Possessively. Wet and deep. 

She melted into him instantly, her body going soft and pliant, her arms circling his neck. 

He loved her mouth. It was always so responsive. His kisses. His cock. Her mouth loved both and she showed that to him every time.

The frogs took their chorus up a notch, calling to one another, serious about their symphony. The crickets sounded off, trying to rival them.