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It’s already dawn when we get back to the yacht. I wonder what he has in store next.
“You got super-tanned, you have no idea what you look like,” he smiles at me with a devilish smile.
“What?” I’m horrified and react with my typical hysteria. God forbid anyone see me like that, they’d run away. I run to bathroom, where I see myself for the first time since breakfast.
“I’m completely over-tanned!” I scream. “I just can’t believe it! How did I let this happen? How do I always manage to embarrass myself?”
“Are you nuts?” Michael is surprised by my extreme reaction. “Do you know how many people, mostly women, would pay to get so tanned? Even I would,” and he laughs out loud.
I give up.
“To each his own,” I announce, laughing from my own desperation.
“You,” he replies. “You really make me happy,” he says and kisses my lips, a long and sensual kiss.
I gladly give in and relish every moment that he touches me; I thank God, as well as my recklessness, for every second I spend with him.
Chapter 5
“It’s time to go back to Israel. Are you ready?”
“Not really,” I reply faintly, my voice fading. “I’ll miss you!” I say with sincerity, my voice strained. “I can’t believe that two days have passed; two whole days. Since I sat at the café, time seems to have stopped. With every sip that I took from that drink, I could feel the weight of the whole week weighing on me. When I’m with you, time become meaningless. Hours turn into minutes, confusing me, overwhelming me with alertness and excitement.”
“Come here,” Michael collects me in his arms, brings me closer to his chest and kisses the palm of my hand. As we sit there silently, looking at the sea, he surprises me and reaches slowly yet eagerly under my beach dress. He caresses me softly, with passion, and mesmerizing gentleness.
His hand is now between my legs as he plants small kisses brushing up the back of my neck, almost touching my earlobe and sending shivers down my spine. Then he retreats. He’s driving me and my senses mad, one kiss at a time.
“Come,” he says and drags me to the luxurious cabin, pulls my dress off with one swift movement, sensually lays me on the bed, and continues to lightly kiss every part of my body. I shiver. And then – I completely give in to him. I’ve waited for this so long! He turns me on so much that his touch on my skin doesn’t tickle me as it usually does, often making me flinch. Generally, I prefer taking control rather than being exposed in front of the man I’m with; I fear he’ll find flaws in me. But this time, I let him pleasure me as he desires. I don’t say a word out of fear he might stop.
“I want you so badly,” I struggle to moan.
“I’ll use this just to be on the safe side,” he says, and pulls a condom out of a brown shiny box. “I want you too, so much.” Michael says as he penetrates my body all at once, and we’re one. Passionately, he grabs onto my thighs. He moves his hair aside and pants as he leans over me.
“You’re so beautiful,” he mutters and bites my lips. “It’s such a delight being inside of you,” he says, as he continues to kiss the back of my neck. He rises, so I can feel his grand chest over my ample bosom.
I place my hands on his ribs and tan body, his smooth and incomprehensibly toned body, and gently move my pelvis in perfect synchronicity with him. I allow him to fully penetrate my body, deepening it as much as I can. I embrace his impressive shoulder blades while he sways up and down, delicate yet determined, relentless and effortless. Each thrust and movement drive my senses wild. I’m surprised and ashamed of the wetness and the intensity of my orgasms. It’s as if my body was waiting for him to revive it. His huge body envelopes me and radiates heat that spreads throughout my entire body, empowering me.
Throughout the years, Matthew has kept me satisfied. I’ve had sex since I was sixteen and I’m not new to orgasms. But with Michael it’s so different and so strange. I soar up high. I crash. I rise again. I allow him to enter my body and do with it as he pleases. However, he’s so attentive and gentle, penetrating me over and over again, with small yet deep and uncompromising movement. His tongue seeks mine with a burst of desire. He cups my breasts, marveling in their softness. He kisses and nibbles my hard nipples with his front teeth. My body heat rises. My head spins. I get sucked into his softness as he continues to caress my belly, grab my buttocks and kisses the back of my neck again. He touches me between my legs, causing me to become immensely and embarrassingly wet.
I yowl like a cat in heat with each orgasm that rises, materializing my wettest dream, literally speaking. He gets carried away with me, and climaxes inside of me as he stares into my eyes, breathing heavily.
“Wow,” he mumbles at me and falls to his side, placing one hand under his head and caressing my face with the other, as he tucks strands of my hair behind my ear. As he touches me, and I awaken again. New and pleasant shivers spread throughout my body each time he looks at or touches me.
I’m embarrassed by my naughty and lustful thoughts. ‘Loosen up,’ I mutter to myself. ‘You had the best couple of days you’ve ever had with a man. Now they’re over. Now you’re going back to reality, to the challenges you’ll have to deal with the very moment your foot touches the ground back home. Don’t you dare make him nervous,’ I berate myself. I smile at him an exhausted and somewhat anxious smile.
As I think of the future, he completely surprises me and climbs on top of me again, kissing every inch of my body with a soft touch and steady persistence.
“It was so good, I want you again,” he whispers into my ear with his rugged charisma, and starts biting and sucking my breasts, slowly moving downwards to the back of my thigh.
“You’re a goddess,” he cries out into the room.
I stretch to reach him. I rise sensually with every touch, big or small. I respond to him and draw him into me.
“Enough, Michael,” I mumble imploringly, “It’s driving me insane, please.”
He’s attentive. Now, he moves on to kiss my lips. He cups my breasts with his large hands. I drift away and break down, just waiting for him to redeem me again and pacify my increasing passion for him.
I hear the sound of another condom wrapper being ripped open mixed with our delighted groans. He’s inside of me again. Once again, my orgasms soar up high, releasing all the pain and fears within me. I completely give into the sweet pain as he penetrates me over and over again. He conquers me; drives me mad. He makes me want to simply die in his arms. It’s no wonder people say that a good orgasm is similar to a temporary death. I feel my soul detaching from my body, and all I want is for this carnal lust to go on forever. ‘But forever is short,’ I mock myself in my mind. ‘Your adventure was amazing, but it’s almost over. Take anything you can from it.’ The pessimistic voice in my head guides me to show Michael that I’m not just another passive girl he’s fucked. I want him to give a little something extra.
