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His lips graze my ear. “I’ve always wanted to fuck you on this yacht. Miles out at sea where no one can hear you scream.”
The breath slips from my lungs. Maybe it’s carried away by the speeding wind. Either way, I gasp as he grinds against me. My fingers wrap around the railing for support, and I stare out at the sparkling blue waters as if searching for a distraction.
No distraction comes. No distraction exists when Gio consumes me. He’s everything.
“I’ve been thinking about swimming in that pussy all afternoon,” he groans. His hands glide down the soft curves of my body until one slips under my sundress. He cups my sex through the lacy material of my panties. “Are you wet for me?”
I bite down on my bottom lip. Heat warms my skin. I give a nod. “Always.”
“Prove it. Take off your panties.”
As if on autopilot, I reach under my dress. My hands meet his. I brush past them and shimmy my lacy thong down my pelvis and thighs. They slip down my legs and to my ankles.
He bends to pick them up, pressing them to his nose. He inhales a deep whiff of my most intimate scent. The groan he releases is that of an addicted man finally getting a hit of his drug of choice. His hand clenches around my hip, and he holds me against him harder than ever.
“You know how soaked through these are? How good your little pussy smells?”
He lifts the skirt portion of my dress, bunching around my waist, exposing my bare ass to him. I gasp and clutch the railing.
“Gio…your crew…”
“Know to stay away from this end of the boat. What’s the matter?” He nips at my ear, and his fingers reach around me to circle my clit. “Are you afraid of someone knowing I’m back here fucking you senseless?”
His fingers on my clit produce a shuddering tingle through me. “No…I mean…yes…I don’t know.”
“Admit it, Falynn,” he whispers. His hand remains on my sex, doing wonderful, teasing things to my swollen, aching bud. “You like the thought of getting caught. It excites you.”
I don’t even have the willpower to deny it. He’s right.
Tiny shocks shoot off like fireworks in my body. I’m already lost to the moment, recklessly wanton for him and his cock. He can fuck me any way he wants, anywhere he wants, around anyone he wants. I don’t care. I just want him inside me.
“For everyone to know what a naughty little slut you are,” he whispers, kissing my neck. He rubs my juices along my clit and plump folds, going slow, taking his time. Then his hand is gone, and I hear the whoosh of his zipper lowering. From behind he runs the tip of his length against my pussy lips, coating himself in more of my juices.
I moan and close my eyes again.Fuck.I want him so fucking bad.
“But I’ll do you a favor,” he continues, teasing me. He pushes only half of himself into me, spreading me apart and then stopping. “I’ll make sure nobody hears you.”
My heartbeat is booming when he shoves my panties in my mouth and forces his cock into me all at once. The moist fabric fills my mouth and muffles my scream as he fills me with every inch of him. He twists my arms behind my back, clenched in his powerful grip, and uses his other hand to hold us up against the railing.
I haven’t even oriented myself before he’s pumping into me without wasting another second.
Hard, fast,punishing. I fall apart with drool pooling at the sides of my mouth. He’s right about the fabric muffling my screams. My wet panties keep me silent as a mouse as he drives into me with his thick and relentless cock.
I’ve never felt more out of control. More alive with passion. It buzzes inside me like it’s taken over my entire sense of self until I’m nothing more than a needy bundle of nerves seeking pleasure.
My pussy tingles and desperately kneads his length. She hugs him tight, only for him to push even deeper. My ass bounces against his hips in a frantic rhythm I can barely keep up with.
Gio kisses my neck and shoulder. Biting. Sucking. He leaves marks all over my skin, branding me as his.
“So fucking good,” he grunts, coming up to my ear. He withdraws almost completely and then plunges inside to the hilt.
My panties silence my moan. He repeats the motion, letting go of my arms. Instead, his hand slides up my stomach and then chest. He tugs down the front of my dress and bra cups.
“I’ll never get enough.” He squeezes my breast hard as he slams into me even harder.
I can barely stand. My knees are weak. Legs unsteady. Tingly pleasure builds from my pussy and spreads elsewhere. My gaze is on the sparkling blue sea surrounding us. In the far distance, other boats skim across the waters, the decks topped with people out for an afternoon on the Italian Riviera.
Can they spot us? Do they know what we’re up to?
