Chapter 70

Blossom POV 

Dean struggles momentarily with my bottoms before deciding they are dispensable. He grabs hold of the bikini between my thighs, one hand in front and the other behind, effortlessly tearing the fabric without leaving a single mark on my inner thighs.

Now, my juices trickle down his abdomen as I attempt to gain leverage on his abs. In doing so, I discover the sensation of grinding my clit against his muscular stomach, a feeling unparalleled by anything else.

I feel the firm tip of his manhood pressing for entrance as it stands proudly. Dean gradually loosens his grip, leaving me with no option but to wrap my drenched softness slowly around his impressively vascular erection. As I descend upon him, Dean releases a deep, primal groan, and I too feel the rhythmic pulsing of his heartbeat through the veins lining his shaft.

Gripping my firm backside with both hands, Dean lifts me over and over onto the incredible object of my deepest desire. H