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“Oh, please!” I begged, my voice just a tad louder and his fingers only quickened. He still didn’t give me permission and a small part inside me started to panic. I didn’t know how much longer I would be able to hold back, but I did know how punishing his palm could be. I tried to keep that in my mind as his fingers continued to drive me crazy.
“Please let me come for you. Please!” I finally cried out. The driver would have heard that.
“We’re almost to my yacht, sweet girl. Can you come long and hard for me before we get there?”
“Yes, sir! Please!” I pleaded. My clit felt like it was throbbing hard enough to jump out of my skin and my inner walls were clutching so greedily tight around his fingers that I knew that following his instructions would be no problem at all.
“Good. Come hard for me, sweet bride. Scream loud enough so that my driver knows I put you in your place,” he demanded, and my world shattered.
My thighs started quivering first and the rest of my body followed. I writhed over his knees, riding his fingers shamefully but I no longer cared. My passion exploded in a white-hot veil of pure bliss, and I lost myself in every last second of it. His fingers never slowed, and I floated over every powerful wave of ecstasy, shaking with my bright pink bottom on display.
I came so hard that when it all finally ended, I was a quivering wet mess still lying across his lap. His fingers slowly slipped free from me, and I sighed with happiness, enjoying the strong blanket of satisfaction that swept over me from such an intense orgasm. When my body stopped shivering, he gathered me in his arms and snuggled me in his lap.
“Open your mouth and clean off my fingers,” he commanded softly, and I obeyed. “I want the taste of that orgasm fresh on your tongue when you walk onto my ship.”
I suckled his fingers with vigor, playfully meeting his gaze.
“That’s not all, my sweet bride.”
I furrowed my brow in confusion.
“Because after you’re given a complete tour of my ship, I’m going to take you up to the top deck and replace the taste of your own orgasm with my cock,” he said darkly, and I gasped with surprise. “Be a good girl and I’ll even let you swallow.”
I hummed around his fingers as he slowly pulled them out. The car slowly came to a stop, but as I curled into his arms, he made no fast movements to push me off. He simply held me for as long as I needed. Eventually, the driver came around and opened the door for us and I finally found the strength to climb off his lap. His driver was silent as he offered me a hand. I could feel my face go scarlet as I took his assistance. I stumbled and he firmly grasped my arm. He kept me from falling and I sheepishly mumbled my thanks. Grayson climbed out behind me and steadied me. My dress had fallen down, covering my pink bottom and the arousal coating my thighs.
“Thank you,” I said again, louder this time. Bashfully, I lifted my gaze and smiled at his driver. His smile was polite, but that didn’t make it any less embarrassing for me to know he’d seen and heard everything that just happened in that backseat.
“It’s no problem, Dr. Asher,” Mitch replied with a nod. I grinned a bit more broadly, liking him a bit more knowing that he hadn’t just called me Mrs. Asher.
“Come now. Let me show you Serenity,” Grayson murmured, while brushing my hair aside and kissing my neck. He pulled me back just far enough so that I could feel his hard cock against my backside, and I bit my lip, shamefully enjoying his seemingly constant need to leave me wanting. As if nothing had happened, he took my hand in his and led me forward. I followed and enjoyed the way my thighs glided against one another, the slippery remains of my orgasm still coating my skin.
The two of us walked down a long gangway and were led aboard by two female stewards in slim white pantsuits. The yacht was massive, and I found myself at a loss for words as we walked inside.
“She’s almost four-hundred-and-fifty feet long, Zoe. She’s crewed by a staggering fifty people and is designed to be my own personal mansion on the seas. The lower floors are housed by the crew, but the top three floors are all mine. There’s a big Jacuzzi for us to enjoy, a glass-bottomed pool, a gym, a fully supplied spa, a cinema room, as much space as we could ever want, and a helicopter pad, just in case we want something that’s not already on board,” he explained.
“Mimosa?” a waitress asked, and I gracefully nodded, noticing that she had one already prepared for me on a platter. “A glass of your favorite whiskey, sir,” she added, and Grayson mumbled in appreciation.
“Is this the Macallan?”
“Yes. Your favorite, sir,” she continued with a polite smile. I couldn’t help but dislike the way she called him ‘sir.’ I lifted my eyes to take in her light-colored hair, her pretty blue eyes, her perfectly pinked cheekbones and it took everything in me not to glare back at her, especially when she eyed Grayson up and down right in front of me.
“Thank you, Tiffany,” he replied curtly, before turning back to me, glass in hand. He studied me for a long moment before clearing his throat.
“Put your claws away, kitten. I will only ever have eyes for you,” he said sternly, and I blushed hard.
“I like when you call me that, sir,” I murmured, needing to take back ownership of the word sir after hearing it fall of her lips. He growled in appreciation.
“It makes my cock very hard when you call me that. Only you have that effect on me, kitten,” he purred, and my pussy clenched tight. His arm wound tight around my waist, pulling me against him so I could feel the length of his cock. “Do you like knowing you can make me this hard?”
“Yes, sir,” I whispered, feeling a fresh drop of arousal trickle down my thigh.
“Good,” he answered, and I shivered hard.
He took my hand firmly in his and led me into the heart of the yacht. He gave me the grand tour, telling me that I could do whatever I wanted here whenever I wanted. The kitchen was fully stocked to our beck and call, as was the spa. The cinema room was equipped with every movie under the sun, including several that weren’t even in theaters yet. I practically salivated over the pool, taking a note to take a swim as soon as possible so I could see the wildlife below. The upper floors were most impressive, and the master suite was even bigger than the one in his penthouse. The design was contemporary with a beachy twist, using a wide variety of beautiful blues and turquoise along with sandy creams and darker wood tones to bring the entire boat to life. The master bath was gigantic, complete with a big grotto-style shower, a Jacuzzi tub, and two separate vanities for us both to enjoy.
“This is incredible,” I whispered.
“I’ve taken the liberty of upgrading your laptop, so that if you do need to get any work done this week, you’re able to get it done as fast as possible. I should warn you though. Every time I catch you working, you’re going to get fucked once you’re done. It doesn’t matter where you are on the ship. You will lift your skirt, bare your little pussy, and ask me to use it hard enough to leave you sore,” he murmured. “You’re already going to
