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He made a sound of approval and moved his wet thumb down her neck, leaving a trail of wetness that made her shiver. He flicked a nipple with it, then palmed her breasts. Without a word, he tapped the sides of them until they swayed. His eyes focused on her chest with heated concentration. He smashed her breasts together, ran the tip of his tongue along the crevice. He sucked on the underside and nipped the swell until she was sweating from the stimulation.
“Going to fuck between them.” He was intent on making them move for him, tapping them with his fingers until they bounced. “Undo my trousers.” He grunted, his eyes stuck to what he was doing to her breasts. She did it fast, her hands shaky. “Lie down,” he demanded, then braced himself over her.
“I’ll hold them,” she told him, placing her hands above his.
He smiled like the devil himself and bent down to take a nipple in this mouth. He suckled hard, let his teeth graze the edge of the swollen tips until she cried out. He breathed through his nose like a bull and kept sucking on her tits. After she was almost sobbing with need, he took his cock in one hand and slapped the other on the wall above her head. His hardness glistened as it made its slippery way between her tits.
“Every place I want to, I’m going to put my dick in,” he said, through gritted teeth as he moved in and out of the tunnel created by her hands. “If you stay on my ship, I’ll fuck you anytime I want.” Her heart soared at hearing him say she could stay. He’d been adamant about Nassau, but if this was what it took, she’d be more than happy to play along…
“But I might be too tight,” she whispered, and he groaned. “I haven’t had a man in so long,” she lied, knowing what men liked to hear. He thrust a few more times, the head of his dick making an obscene sound as it emerged from between her breasts.
“That’s nasty,” he said, with admiration, as he picked up speed. His lean hips rocked into her, and her pussy throbbed when she thought of how all that power would feel inside her. “If I blow my load, I’ll get it all over your face.”
“Oh,” she moaned at his words. Rosi licked her lips while thinking of the mess he’d make of her.
“You’d love that, wouldn’t you? Slurping down all my seed—fuck, I’m almost coming,” he bit off, breathless. Within seconds his hand was back at her pussy, his thick finger pressing inside her again while he fluttered his tongue over her nipple.
“You’re so big.” She gasped wrapping her hand around his thickness.
“Put your ass on the edge.” He pushed off the bed. He was still wearing his trousers and boots, which made it all feel that much dirtier. She did as he said, and her legs hung over the sides of the tall platform where the berth was located. He grabbed the chair in front of his desk and sat on it so his head was right between her legs. “I want to look at your cunt.”
“I washed,” she breathed out as her bottom slid on the mattress. It wasn’t very firm, and it sank as she sat, but she didn’t care. She was much too focused on what he was doing to her.
“You can’t wait for me to lick it.” He palmed her thighs and slid his hands until he gripped her ankles. She felt exposed, the stuffy air of the cabin hitting the overheated sensitive skin between her legs. The way he looked at her made her feel a prickly tightness in her chest. She couldn’t keep her eyes off him as he slid his wet tongue over his lips while he admired her pussy.
“Put your head back and hold your legs open.” He pressed his thumb on her opening, then ran it up and down, up and down, and she felt the wetness gathering there.
“You get wet for criminals, sweetheart?” he asked. “This greedy cunt drips for killers?”
“For you,” she said, partly for his benefit, but she could not deny the effect he had on her. Not when his fingers slid so easily in and out of her slippery heat.
“You’re wet and swollen, Rosalía.” His voice was detached. As if he were just making an observation. “You like getting done like this?” he inquired as his fingers moved faster over her. Her breath quickened. It was on the tip of her tongue to say yes, to voice her desires, what she wanted. She never had. Even with her best friend, she never demanded, never said what she craved. Had never said that she loved this—feeling used. Rough hands touching her like she was a toy for another’s pleasure. That she loved being manhandled.
She wanted to tell him that the thought of getting on her knees in front of the crew made lust burn inside her. “I—” She breathed through the pleasure of what he was doing. His thumb circled her clit, making every one of her nerves crackle. She was so close already.
“If you tell me how much you like this, I’ll let you come,” he told her before undoing the placket of his pants.
“It feels so good,” she moaned. “I want more.” She said it with her eyes closed, the back of her head pressed into the mattress as she talked. “I want you to make me take whatever you want to give me.”
“Damn.” He groaned, and soon the fingers were gone. She expected his length to enter her, but instead he wrapped his arms around her waist and brought her to his mouth. “Stay open for me,” he ordered before he began sucking on her labia. His teeth scraped just inside her heat. Camden lapped at her hungrily, like he was starving. He spread her with his fingers, licked her labia, entered her with his tongue until she was practically sobbing.
“Oh, just like that. Please,” she begged.
“I love your body.” He groped her rear, and she pressed into his touch. He fluttered his tongue on her clit again and again, before he ground the heel of his hand into it, and her orgasm came so swiftly, she couldn’t hold back a scream. “I want to fuck you, but I don’t have prophylactics,” he lamented.
“I have the Graefenberg ring in,” she told him. When her brother had taken her to Havana a few months ago she’d had the contraceptive device put in as a precaution. “I’ve always used prophylactics and I’ve only had one other male lover.” He narrowed his eyes at that, looking possessive.
“Once I have this pussy, I’ll own it,” he told her while he slid the head of his cock up and down the slippery cleft of her sex.
“You already do, Captain,” she told him. Pushing her legs even further back.
“Fuck.” He stood quickly, leaned over her with one hand on his dick, the other on the base of her neck, and entered her. He sheathed himself inside her without mercy, stretching her so ruthlessly, she felt the sting of her body attempting to accommodate his impressive girth. But he didn’t stop. She was his to take how he wanted. To do with as he pleased. In this bed, in this cabin, she’d be his whore, the body he slaked his lust with, and he’d give her what she wanted in return. She moaned for him as his thickness pushed inside her. He pressed into her until he was seated to the hilt, his balls rubbing against her bottom.
“You are tight.” He grunted with approval as he pulled out and then thrust back inside. He circled his hips, making her eyes roll back in her head when he bottomed out inside her. She watched him as he maneuvered her. He had one hand tight on her neck, the other braced on the frame. “Wrap your legs around me,” he said, his eyes locked on the place where they were joined as if he liked watching his cock saw into her. He sucked on his bottom lip and entered her with short jabs. “That’s good—clench, make me feel you.” She complied. “Mmph,” he groaned, and the hand on her neck slid down her chest to her breasts. He worried her nipples between his fingers, and she rolled her eyes at the sensation.
She mewled as he worked her.
“I’m coming again,” she cried, and he doubled his efforts until her head crashed into the wooden back of the berth. Between her screams, his grunts, and the thumping on the wall of the cabin, there was no way the crew could not hear them.
