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She laughed as I walked barefoot down the hall to the sundeck. It was likely empty at this hour. We usually hung out on the pool deck or bridge. I’d forget we were actually moving sometimes if I didn’t see it in motion. We left Saint-Tropez an hour ago and were headed to our final destination.
“So, now, back to Naples?”
“Rome. Maybe one more short stop to help us make the journey,” I explained, walking over to the railing. “Here you go.” I tapped to have the camera flip ahead.
“Oh, nice! I can see the water from the lighting of the yacht.”
“Yeah.” I glanced around at the beautiful night sight. “Beauti—shiiit…”
Ashira was a few feet away, laying on her side on a lounger, smoking a cigar in nothing but a shimmery bronzed thong bikini. Her body faced the opposite direction, but she’d been looking over her shoulder at me. From here, I could see the short brandy glass and bottle ofMauveon the table next to her. Slowly, she turned toward me. I couldn’t see her expression but peeped her communication when she arched her long spine over the chair, pushing her tits into the air.
“I bet your view is even better than mine on camera,” Josie kept fucking talking.
I’m no homewrecker. Though in this case, it’s different. You’re my home, Jas. Prism built. Maybe we blew our chance at romance. Hell, maybe we allowed our sexual chemistry to drive us down an avenue not meant for us, which is why things between us have been so off. Either way, it wasn’t until this year that I realized how much of a staple in my life you are.
Her words echoed in my fucking groin as I watched her blow out smoke from her stogie.
“A’ight. I think that’s enough for me.”
“Okay, babe. I know you’re tired. I’ll call you tomorrow.”
“Good night,” I offered, still watching Ashira now act like she was ignoring me as I walked over to her.
I took my time, reading her body. When I finally arrived, Ashira’s attention drew up to me, blowing smoke from her glossed lips. I placed my phone on the table next to her bottle ofMauve,then lowered myself onto her lounger. Her long legs folded into tents to make room for me. A purple device on the other table holding her ashtray caught my eye. As soon as I thought to pick it up to examine it, I knew what it was. I held it in the air. ACalla Lilly. I’d heard about the sex toy, a vibrator that stimulates more than just the clit.
Ashira’s heavy breathing had my eyes rolling back over to her. So, this was her plan tonight? A drink, cigar, and to masturbate? My attention went to the mounds of her tits in the strappy bra top, the distance between her belly button and the top of her bikini bottoms. Her eyes were low, real low and her lips parted as she breathed hard.
Do you still want to fuck me?
Reaching for the other side of the lounge, I leaned over her, trailing the tip of my nose from her chest and between her tits. When I made it down her stomach, Ashira’s muscles clenched. Then I moved to the bed of her pussy. I took in a big gulp of air, pulling in her feminine scent, being reminded of her essence. It had been so long, a year to be real, and the shit still fucked with me. I didn’t need alcohol to get lifted; Ashira’s body alone intoxicated my mind. That was why I had to withdraw from it. I needed sobriety to detach.
I slipped my finger beneath the smooth strap of her bikini. Her lips were soft, warm, and open. Her clit was swollen, and the opening of her pussy, a puddle. I dipped my head, shifting the narrow strap to the side, and pushed my tongue straight into her opening.
“Yes, Jas,” she cried, hand going to my head, encouraging my desire.
Shit.
The honey I dived into made my fucking head spin. Ashira was so fucking wet. She was always wet for me. I dipped and dipped, coating my tongue, then brought the syrup up to her beating clit. She tensed beneath me, moaning against the boat’s motor in the open air. I looked up at her while running my tongue up and down her button and saw her face turn hard and eyes squeeze shut. Her hand gripped the back of my head tighter and tighter the faster my tongue moved.
“Jas!” she panted. “Shit, Jas. I’m gonna…”
Feeling her liquid excitement on my chin, I repositioned myself to cup her ass while she pumped and trembled off the lounger.
“Fuck! Jas.” Ashira went between groaning and shouting, gyrating so fast as I sucked on her clit, pulling it into my mouth while licking. “Jas—ohh!”
You’re my home, Jas.
The sounds of her sobbing as she came into my mouth, soaking my face with her declaration and claims to me, drove me wild. No matter how long it had been, I knew Ashira’s body. When she was done, my body was so damn tense as I leaped up to find her mouth. I moved so fast, her legs came up with me. She moaned, gripping my head. I loved her in this pretzel position, breathing hard, letting me fuck her mouth with my tongue. The track star was stuck beneath me, trying to devour my face.
I reached for theCalla Lillyand put it in her hand.
“Turn it on,” I spoke into her mouth.
With shaky hands, she managed it, and within seconds, I heard the strong motor. Sitting back, I took the device from her at the same time. Then I reached up to unravel the top of her bikini, pulling the strings down her chest until her tits spilled out. Those chestnut areolas peaked at the tips. Ashira heaved, the end of two of her braids aside her boobs. It took me just a few seconds to line the center of the blossomed flower with her clit. Some of the leaves on the flower device massaged her lips.
“Wait!” Ashira whispered hard; her hands shot to the arms of the chair with a death grip. “Jas, wait!” Her eyes rolled to the back of her head.
Within seconds her hips jerked, tits bounced, and spine danced as she exploded in another orgasm. Pure joy. The sight of her becoming undone had my dick hard and pulse racing. Ashira more than moaned this time. She cried from her chest as her body went crazy, exorcist style. The moment I pulled it back, she collapsed onto the lounger, breathless and eyes closed.
