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He rolled her on her side, and as she sucked in the air and slowly exhaled, he placed his cock against her forbidden opening. She let out a strange mewling sound, but clutching her breasts with one hand, he slid the other down to her pussy, and prodding his way inside the tight, dark portal, he rubbed her clit as he began to gently thrust.
He felt her sink into the moment.
Her sublime surrender, and the seraphic feel of her lewd channel, sent fresh energy pulsing through his loins. Listening to her moans and savoring the lascivious sex, he stroked with greater gusto, but as she unexpectedly squirmed and begged for faster, harder thrusts, he suddenly felt the onset of his climax. Slowing his fervent pumping, he continued to massage her clit and knead her fleshy mounds.
“Your body is mine now,” he whispered, pressing his lips against her ear. “Can you feel it?”
“I can,” she panted, writhing as he tried to hold her still. “I’m yours to use however you want.”
“You’ll obey me without question,” he continued, aggressively agitating her clit. “Isn’t that right, Elizabeth?”
“Yes, yes.”
“Tell me what you want.”
“To please you,” she gasped.
“And to serve me,” he added, sharply pinching her nipples.
“Yes, Sir, and to serve you. Please may I come?”
“Not yet,” he replied softly, lifting his finger from her clit and cupping her pussy. “Don’t move.”
“Ooh, but I need to,” she bleated, placing her hand over his and urging it to continue.
“You just promised to obey me,” he scolded, roughly tweaking a nipple, evoking a loud squeal. “Do I need to stop what we’re doing and redden your ass?”
“No, please, I’m sorry.”
“Don’t move.”
Staying buried inside her and holding her tightly, he let the quiet seconds tick by, then began to pump with slow, measured strokes.
“You can come at will, but when you feel you’re about to explode, tell me.”
“Ooh, thank you, Captain.”
Returning his finger to her pussy and rubbing her swollen clit, he clutched her breasts, ready to accelerate when she was on the brink. Closing his eyes, he marveled at their hot chemistry.
Their connection was unique.
She wanted and needed his strength and authority.
He adored her spunky spirit and her soft, feminine surrender.
“Now, Sir? Please? Now?”
Her desperate plea breaking into his thoughts, he quickened his pace.
“Give it to me,” he growled. “It’s mine, give it to me.”
As she let out a series of euphoric cries, powerful convulsions shuddered through his body, exhilarating waves evoking groan after groan, until finally dissipating, they left him breathless and his heart thumping.
For long, glorious minutes Elizabeth nestled in Scott’s arms. Even as he slipped from the bed and disappeared into the bathroom she continued to doze. But a muted buzzing sent a crinkle across her brow. Sighing contentedly, she slowly opened her eyes. Standing over her, Scott was staring at his phone wearing a dark frown.
“Scott, what’s wrong?”
“There are two guys on the yacht,” he replied, sitting on the edge of the bed.
