She’s still crumbling

Ari's eyes widened in disbelief as Jake effortlessly lifted her, laying her out on the sun-warmed lounger. The massive column of his cock rested heavily against her mound, the heat of it searing even through the thin barrier of her bikini. She could feel every ridge and vein, the sheer size of him making her mouth go dry.

“This isn't... we shouldn't...” she protested weakly, even as her hips twitched upwards of their own accord, seeking more of that delicious pressure. Jake's hands pinned her wrists above her head, his body blanketing hers completely.

Shh, just relax, he crooned, rolling his hips to grind his shaft along her slit. The friction sent sparks of pleasure zinging through her nerves, stoking the flames of her desire. “Let me make you feel good, Ari.”