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“Who did you fantasize you were fucking? Because face it honey, everyone on this yacht knows you weren’t wanting your husband,” Tierra questions.
“Him.”
“Ok and who is responsible for the way you’ve felt the last few days? Who has been stealing your breath, giving you those amazing butterflies, the gentleness?” Tierra smiles.
“Him.”
“Him!” Tierra and Tina both say. “That’s right—him—Quinton Starks! He’s head over heels for you. You’re smitten as shit with him. You need stop overthinking and feel. Life is crazy. So love is crazy. If it feels crazy, then it’s right!” Tierra purses her lips. “So we got us an official third chick for our weekly spa visits.”
“Well, I don’t know if I can afford the spas you two do. I don’t have a job or money or clothes but what I have with me.” I laugh as I grab my little blue dress. I need to put this on.
“She’s cute.” Tierra laughs. “Worrying she can’t afford the spa. Honey, Quinton is going make sure you’re one of the glitterati.” I look at Tina nodding and grinning. “Now look, tomorrow when we’re out and about, don’t be surprised if we get some attention.” Tierra smiles as she looks at Tina.
“Right, the model thing. Got it.” I grab my new clothes. “Okay I’ll see you two in the morning. Thanks for the clothes and the advice.”
I lay the swimsuit on the bed next to the dress and shoes. “It’s freaking amazing. Well, yes Amelia it would be, it’s only fifteen fucking hundred dollars for the suit,” I tell myself as I run my fingers over it all.
“I see you like it.” I turn around at Quinton’s voice. He’s grinning.
“Yes,” I gasp looking back at it. “Fifteen hundred dollars for a swimsuit,” I whisper, “that’s insane.”
He smirks as he watches me closely. “How did it feel on your body?”
“Amazing! Like fifteen hundred dollars should.” I laugh as I grab the items. I hang the dress in his closet. “You don’t mind, do you?” He grins shaking his head as he watches me, sipping his gin. I take the suit and put in the drawer and the shoes in the closet.
“Amelia, come sit with me.” I turn around, he’s patting the sofa. Shit, I feel nervous.
“Have I done something? Are you mad?” I’m about to freak out. He’s all serious sounding. “I don’t mind if you want to spend time with your gang, I just don’t.”
He laughs. “No, no. It’s not anything like that.” He clasps my hand, pulling me down beside him. I shift so I can look at him. But I can’t without smiling. “Look you know I want to be with you, like with you.” I nod. “I wasn’t kidding, I didn’t bring any condoms. So if you want me to buy some tomorrow I will.” I shake my head no. “Okay, well if you want more time, I’m fine with that too. I don’t want you to think you have to do something you’re not ready for; or we have to rush into it—we don’t. Don’t get me wrong, I really want to … really bad, but you’re worth waiting for Amelia.”
“Okay.” Does he think we can’t have sex because he doesn’t have any condoms? I’m protected. “Is this why you seem sort of weird now?” I laugh as he’s grinning.
“I don’t want you to feel pressured or anything.”
I straddle his lap and kiss him on his cheek. “Trust me! I don’t feel pressured by you at all. You turn me on.” I take his drink and set it on the side table. He grins, looking at my mouth as I drop another kiss on the corner of his.
He runs his hands up and down my sides with intense eyes. He lowers his mouth to mine, leading us into a passionate open-mouth kiss. His tongue is perfection … gliding … seeking. I’m melting.
QUINTON
Holy hell, her mouth is like heaven. My fucking cock isn’t going to survive her. I pull her tighter against me as our tongues become one. Dancing the perfect tango. I really want to tango with her. I hear her moan into my mouth. I keep kissing her as she’s falling more, I run my hands down her body, gliding her sex against my hard cock. She naturally flexes against me. That’s all I need.
I swoop her up and carry her to the bed. She gasps as she clasps her hands around my face. She doesn’t laugh, her eyes are full of desire. They’re fucking amazing diamond sapphires. She nudges my nose with the tip of hers as she starts single-lip kissing me, letting me take the lead.
Her breathing and kisses are harsher. She’s leaning forward, working my buttons.Oh fuck yeah baby, she pushes my shirt off my shoulders. I sling it to the floor. She’s grinning, watching me. “You look hot laying beneath me in that dress. I really want to rip it from your body.”
“Do it,” she purrs.Baby you don’t have to tell me twice. I look down, her dress is hitched up around the top of her thighs. She’s fucking hot. I reach around, unzipping her dress. My hands are actually tingling with excitement.That’s a first!
“You sure want to go this route, Amelia?”
“I have an IUD, unless you just prefer condoms. The ball’s in your court.”
“Oh fucking hell,” I growl as grab the edge of her dress and start pulling it up. Her stomach flexes as I slowly pull the material over it; her sexy-ass ribs, and next the fucking prize. I’ve been wanting to see those tits all day. I stop breathing as I pull her dress the rest of the way off and toss it to the floor. She’s got the most perfect set of tits I’ve ever seen. If it wasn’t Amelia, I would swear they were manmade. Flawless. Gorgeous. Her nipples are small and perfectly sized to her areolas. Damn they’re the perfect shade of pink. Like a delicate rose bud.
“Breathe,” she purrs in my ear pulling me back down and sucking my neck. My forearms support most my weight as she kisses and strokes my chest and down my arms. Her tongue is licking and nibbling around my pecs, my nipples. Fucking hell, she’s turning me on. She grins as she runs her finger back and forth over my waistband.
I grin ,watching her. “Well, Amelia with beautiful tits, what are you going to do now?” She pops my button, unzipping and pushing my shorts down, pooling them around my shins.
