Chasing His Scentless Mate (Caroline) novel Chapter 285

Chapter 285: Chapter 285 Island Exploration I

Ava’s POV

In the afternoon, Joseph took me to that little private island we’d seen from the yacht. We’d just started exploring when dark clouds came out of nowhere and it started pouring.

"Over there!" Joseph pointed to a cave in the rocks along the shore. We ran across the wet sand, our bare feet sliding as we rushed to get out of the heavy rain.

Inside the cave, Joseph immediately pulled me close. Our swimsuits were soaked and sticking to our skin. The cold, wet fabric against the heat of his hands on my waist made me shiver. I pressed into him, amazed at how fast he could turn me on.

"So sensitive already?" he murmured against my ear, his voice low and teasing. "We haven’t even started yet, baby."

With minimal effort, he lifted me onto his lap. I straddled him, feeling the soft mound between my legs press against his muscular thigh through the thin fabric of my swimsuit.

"But I don’t think I can do it again because we just had sex..." I whispered, grinding slightly against him.

He deliberately tensed his thigh under me, creating pressure that sent waves of pleasure through me. The movement was gentle but steady, and I couldn’t stop the moan that escaped. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

"So you really don’t want this?" he whispered in my ear.

"I... I don’t know..." I stammered, feeling my cheeks flush.

"Yes, you do," he said softly, his eyes darkening. "You know exactly what you want. Be a good girl and admit it."

I closed my eyes briefly, my face burning with a mixture of desire and embarrassment. Gathering my courage, I leaned forward to tentatively kiss his lips. He immediately seized control, one hand coming up to cradle the back of my head as he deepened the kiss. There was nothing gentle about it—fierce and demanding, the kiss left me gasping for air.

I clung to his shoulders, struggling to maintain my balance. "Joseph..."

His hand slipped beneath the waistband of my swimsuit bottoms, fingers finding the slick evidence of my arousal. "One kiss and you’re this wet already? What an obedient girlfriend you are."

I playfully nipped at his jawline. "It’s your fault. You’ve corrupted me completely."

He pinched my cheek gently. "Let me see just how corrupted you’ve become."

Rising from his lap, I slowly peeled away my wet swimsuit, fully aware of his intense gaze tracking every movement. His eyes were burning with desire, and the bulge in his swim shorts showed just how aroused he was.

Biting my lip, I reached for his waistband, tugging down his shorts. His erection sprang free, nearly brushing against my face in its eagerness. Adjusting my position, I knelt between his legs, resting my cheek against his powerful thigh.

Joseph threaded his fingers through my hair, gently encouraging me. Taking his cue, I wrapped my hand around his length and began stroking him. He was too thick for one hand to fully encircle, making the task challenging but exciting. As I worked, I stole glances upward, gauging his reaction.

Joseph had his eyes half-closed, head resting against the cave wall. One hand remained in my hair while the other entwined with my free hand. Unlike me, he remained mostly silent during intimate moments, his pleasure evident only in his increasingly heavy breathing.

When he didn’t make any sound, I stopped what I was doing on purpose and looked up with fake hurt. "Am I doing something wrong?"

His eyes snapped open, frustration evident in his tone. "Not at all, baby. Keep going..."

"But you’re so quiet," I pouted. "I thought you didn’t like it."

He pulled me back onto his lap, guiding my hand back to his arousal. "I love it. You’re amazing."

I took his hand, bringing his wet fingers to my mouth. My tongue traced the tip of each digit before I slowly sucked them between my lips. Joseph’s entire body tensed, his erection visibly swelling further.

He yanked me closer, kissing me fiercely. "You’re really..."

"Really what?" I mumbled against his lips.

"Asking for trouble," he growled, enunciating each word clearly.

I positioned myself over him, my slick folds sliding against his shaft, but despite how desperately I moved my hips, I couldn’t manage to take him inside. Joseph lowered his head to my chest, taking one rosy nipple into his mouth while his hand kneaded my other breast like dough.

Having missed my opportunity earlier, he now refused to give me what I needed. I regretted my teasing, softening my voice and calling him "darling," but he remained unexpectedly unyielding."Don’t try to sweet-talk me now."

Though Joseph was clearly struggling with his own restraint, with his shaft engorged and leaking, he somehow maintained enough control to continue rubbing against my thighs without going inside me like I wanted.

I realized I could still achieve release if I angled myself correctly, allowing his length to stimulate my sensitive bud. Just as I approached the edge, he caught on to my strategy and lifted me by the waist, repositioning me away from his erection.

"Trying to get off on my knee now?" His voice was strained with barely controlled desire. "Who taught you to be such a little minx?"

"You did," I reached for him, wanting his embrace.

"Am I that bad?" he asked, stroking my back while gently kissing my earlobe. "How exactly did I teach you?"