I’d never been so mad and turned on at the same time.
She got her bottoms off and shook her hips, making her ass jiggle.
“It’s like you want me to lose it.”
She turned on her side and then reached for the front of my swim trunks before she started to tug them down.
“Francesca.”
“Come on, you brought me on a boat, but you aren’t going to fuck me on it?”
“I’ll gladly fuck you below deck.”
“No, I want to do it out here.” She tugged farther down until my dick popped out. “And you clearly do too.” She came close and then dipped her head, sheathing the top half of my cock in her mouth.
I hadn’t expected the velvety softness of her tongue, and it made my breath hitch.
She sucked me off right on the deck of the boat, shoving my big dick down her throat and smelling like sunscreen. Her eyes lifted to look at me as she did it, driving me fucking crazy. She pulled her mouth away then jerked me off with her hand. “Come on, fuck me like all the other girls you bring out here.”
It was hard to talk when she was rubbing me perfectly. “I’ve never brought a girl out here.”
She started to pump me harder. “Then let’s break her in.” She rolled onto her back and started to pull me onto her.
I growled in frustration, but I didn’t stop, my dick the one in control now. I settled between her thighs, and her hat came off when she lay back. I covered her body with mine and hooked her legs over my hips, covering her as much as I could before I sank inside her, smelling her sweat and sunscreen and the ocean air, and all of that just made me desperate to have her, to fall headfirst into this moment.
She moaned when she felt me, hooking her arms underneath my shoulders as she lifted her head to kiss me. She used her ankles to tug on me and bring her body closer to mine, moving with me as she continued to kiss me like she wanted all of me right on that boat. “I love you,” she said in a breathy voice, her nails digging into me.
I’d never thought the biggest turn-on in life would be listening to a woman tell me she loved me, but it was the single sexiest thing I’d ever heard, watching her fall apart for me, begging me to fuck her on the deck of a boat for the world to see. I felt all the muscles of my back tighten and then the shiver down my spine and the bumps that followed. I halted, having to edge myself for the first time with Francesca.
She continued to kiss me like she didn’t want me to stop, rocked her hips and demanded for me to continue.
“Woman, you want me to last or not?”
She ground into me harder and tugged my lips back to hers. “I want you to come inside me over and over and over…”
I rarely took a day off work, but now, I was on a permanent vacation, more like a honeymoon. Every day, we woke up and found something new to do. We went out to lunch, took a nap in the middle of the day, headed to a different beach club, did whatever the fuck we wanted.
We’d just finished lunch and walked down the street together, the street busy with cars and the sidewalks crowded with people.
“I know you don’t like sweets, but can we get some gelato?”
“We can get whatever you want, baby.”
“Do you know a good spot?”
“I know everything.”
“Great.” She hooked her arm through mine as she walked beside me, wearing a flowery skirt and collared white shirt with the tails tied together over her belly to show some of her skin. She wore platform sandals, so she had a little more height to her stature. She always wore heels or platform shoes, and I think she did it to make it easier to kiss me.
“And it’s not that I don’t like sweets,” I said. “I just don’t eat them.”
“Why not?”
“Because I can’t.”
“What do you mean?”
“I wouldn’t look like this if I ate that.”
