“I need to feel your dick, please, Captain.”
“Not until you give me this one in my mouth.” Olive was close and fighting it like a muthafucka but I had a trick for her. I put my lips around her clit while my middle and index fingersmade their way to her spot. A pool began to form in my hand the second I hit it as Olive’s back rose off the deck and her hands began to yank at my hair.
Her whimpers turned into pants and her body tensed as she released. I looked up at her coming undone and loved it. She was absolutely beautiful. Like a horny teenager just getting the opportunity to get his dick wet, I wasted no time positioning myself at her soaking wet opening and pushing my way in. The groan I let out from the tight hold of Olive’s walls had me pulling back out just as quickly.
My Olive feels different.
“This muthafucka got tighter, Olive.” I inched in more as her hands moved to my abdomen, preventing me from going in deeper. I sneered as I slapped them out of my way.
“Move,” I barked with more authority behind my tone.
“Okay. I’m sorry, Captain,” she cried out as she prepared herself to take me. I saw her wince as her whole face contorted.
My strokes were even while I looked up to count the stars. I needed a distraction or else I was going to cum. When Olive began to match my pace, I knew I had to take control for real. I pulled her down on the rest of me as my pumps got stronger. She moved an inch and I glared down at her.
“Olive, baby you must need that or something because why are you trying to run from me.”
“Ugh, uht uhn because you don't have no business working my shit like this, Highland.” She dragged my name out as I continued to mercilessly pump inside of her.
I hooked her ass in my hands, pulling her back toward me more while dropping more dick inside. My strokes were rough and deep as I felt that spot that had me closing my eyes to maintain my composure.
“Shit,” I said lowly.
“How should I be taking care of this pussy, Olive? Like this?” I lifted her up a little bit as I moved her up and down on me. I watched her mouth fall as she gasped, one hand over her eyes that were rolling while the other scratched at my forearm.
She looked so beautiful taking me as her titties bounced from my impact.
“Uht uhn,” she moaned.
“Or like this baby?” I spread her legs wide so I could bury all of myself inside. I slowed my pace as my thrusts got shorter. Olive’s body began to shake gently as her pants grew louder. I was close to losing all of myself in her womb.
“Aw, there it is. Like this huh, baby? You're coming all down on me.”
Olive breathed deeply as she forced her response to a rhetorical question.
“Yes, baby. I’m coming.”
“Me too, baby.” I didn’t even care to drag this out as I released every ounce I had in me. I collapsed onto her chest with Olive wrapping her arms and legs around me. Just like in the water, my woman was holding me and it felt so fucking good.
“I love you, Olive.” It was the first time I had ever said those words to another woman other than Leslie, but again, with Olive, everything felt just right.
“I love you too, Captain.”
Chapter
Twenty-One
Olive
“Wading in our love of something so bliss, praying that we’ll forever stay like this.”
I sang along to Siren’s song I had on repeat all morning. I’d been floating since the first orgasm Highland gave me on our first night here. Our makeup had been all fucking and playing since that night he had me on the yacht. So far, we found ways to sneak a session in before we left the bed, lunch when he came home since he had to go back to work, and of course after we put the kids to bed. The cherry for me was him saying those three words that made everything feel so real.
He loves me.
The sound of my phone had me picking it up to see a message from Byrdie which had me laughing to myself as I read it in her voice.
Byrdie: Okay, first of all heffa, the yacht is beyond dreams right now. But tonight, me and you, fuck these men and they kids. Love you and please tell Stepdaddy Highland we said thank you.
