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“Yes s-sir,” he stutters and trips over our clothes. His feet get twisted and he falls on the floor.

“Oh shit,” I whisper covering my mouth.

“Ah fucking hell boy,” Quinton says. He’s become flaccid as he rolls off me, shifting the sheet over me. He sits up, letting the sheet slip from his perfect sculpted body, pooling around his hip. “Babe he’s tangled in our clothes.”

“Sorry sir.” He’s shuffling his legs and turning red with embarrassment.

“Do I need to help you, or do you think you can manage to find your footing?” Quinton goads him.

I lean up, tucking the sheet tighter around my body. Quinton turns to see what I’m doing, and grins. “Damn, you looked thoroughly fucked.” He grins, leaning over and kissing me.

“I feel thoroughly fucked Mr. Starks,” I purr against his lips, overly satisfied and sounding way too sexy.

The red-faced steward shuffles a bit more before finding his footing. Quinton is toying with my hair as we watch him stand up.

“Sorry … s-sir … a-again. Ma’am.” He exhales but doesn’t look at us. He starts to walk towards the door.

“Panties,” I whisper. Quinton looks up as the steward stops. “My panties are on his shoe.”

He drops his head back and look up to the ceiling. “Oh for the love of god, you are teasing me, please ma’am tell me you’re teasing?”

Quinton laughs. “Let me help you out buddy.” He stands, completely naked, and even flaccid his cock is impressive. He walks over to the steward’s foot, bends down and grabs my panties. “See, they’re lace. Lace is delicate and clings very easily to things.” He dangles my panties over the steward’s shoulder.

“Quinton,” I gasp. “Don’t taunt him with my panties. Now bring your fine naked ass back to bed. I want more of you.”

“With pleasure sweetheart.” Quinton tosses the panties to the floor and crawls back in bed. “Now if you can manage this time, lock the door on your way out buddy. Don’t be whacking off to those panties in your mind either.”

I cover my face up as the steward’s embarrassment shines bright. We hear the door close and lock. “I can’t believe you said that to him.”

He laughs. “He has to be in his twenties, apparently he’s never seen women until he arrived on my yacht.”

“I think you’re overly enjoying torturing him,” I tease as he hands me my water. He winks at me as he looks awfully smug drinking his water.

“I could have kept going, I just knew our waters would be arriving.” He grins watching me. “That was fucking hot, you on me like that.”

“I feel turned on thinking about it,” I admit as I shift back down under the sheets, tossing my leg over his hip. I can feel his body heat on my sex.

“Oh, you’re a true vixen.” He grins setting down his empty glass. “I’m going to take you again Amelia.”

QUINTON

Ican’t wait to bury myself in her tightness again. I knew we would be great together. Her husband was right about one thing, she’s fucking tight. Time to have his wife for a third time tonight. I don’t know why, but it turns me the fuck on thinking about him knowing I’m fucking her and she’s totally loving it.

She’s fucking beautiful and she’s mine. I put an ice cube in my mouth, tossing the sheet aside, exposing her nakedness. I like her legs spread and knees bent open for me. “You are one fine sight, sweetheart.” She giggles as she slides her hands up my biceps. Damn they look good flexed, holding my weight and her fingers rubbing all over my arms.

Holding the ice in my lips, I kiss her, dipping it in her mouth, but not releasing it. She moans as I run it down her lips, over her jaw. It’s melting, leaving a trail of water. I drag it down her jaw line, sucking it in my mouth, nibbling at her neck below her ear.

I continue holding the ice between my lips as I glide it down her neck, down her throat. She’s gasping, watching me with those beautiful sapphires. I drop a quick smirk, sliding the ice over her breast, and she gasps. I suck the ice in my cheek and suck her nipple.

I swirl my cooled tongue over her nipple, sucking and flicking. “Oh god,” she moans, cradling my head. Her legs climb up my sides, her toes pointed.

I grin as I move the ice over her other nipple in a circle, making her moan and flinch before sucking her nipple, teasing it with my tongue. She jerks, whimpering and flexing her hips into me. Her legs are hitched so far up, gliding with my hips, thrusting my shaft against her wet folds.

“Fuck,” I growl as I slide down her body, letting the ice cube leave a trial of water down from her breast to her tummy. I look up at her, she’s watching me with those damn sapphires full of desire. I grin, holding her legs open where she’s spread them for me. I drop the ice cube in her belly button as I kiss my chilled lips on her stomach going south, making her flinch. Her fingertips toy with my hair.

She’s like a rare orchid. She’s beautiful, her soft pinkness and her folds. She’s perfect. How could any fucktard handle this with a heavy hand? I want to kiss away every painful memory she holds. When I kiss the outsides of her folds she jerks. I can feel her tension. She’s trusting me but holding her breath.Oh baby, you have nothing to fear from me.I close my eyes as I kiss her again, softly with shallow licks up her slit, going for the gold. She’s breathing hard; she hasn’t felt anything yet. I French kiss her clitoris. She jumps and relaxes back. I suck and swirl my tongue around it. She screams, I look up and grin. Her head is tossed back, game on!

I keep her legs pinned into the position she has them. “You’re fucking beautiful Amelia,” I hiss as I lick up her slit. She’s gasping and quivering under my touch. I start French kissing her clit again, sucking and tugging it gently with my tongue, swirling it, and repeat. She’s tugging my head deeper and grinding her hips into my mouth.That’s right sweetheart, let me fuck you with my mouth. God she’s delicious. She’s so sweet, I could just eat her for the rest of my life. I’ve never tasted anyone like this, just delectable. Pure gold, heaven.

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