Page 132 of For his Surrender


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I want the warmth of her body and the rubbing of her contours.I want the vibe of our date.The numbness of our sounds.The cadence of our mixed moans.The explosion of our essence after all is peace and encounter.I want everything and nothing.I want her.And I want her now.In every way I can get. Every way I can reach her.

The kiss ends only because the need to breathe forces us to stop.

“On a scale of zero to ten, how much do you want to see this movie?” I whisper with my mouth still glued to hers.

“Minus two,” I smile and squint, keeping my eyes that way for a while.

“What are you doing?”

“Trying to move the boat with the force of thought so I don’t have to stop touching you!” Antonella laughs loudly at my answer, and my heart leaps three times, one after the other.

“Get us out of here, I promise I won’t go anywhere,” she answers and kisses my mouth gently.I inhale the scent on her neck one last time before I get up and walk toward the helm. “Marcos...” she calls when I’m already a few steps away and I turn around. “I want you too.” Nothing has ever been as beautiful as the smile on her face as she says those words to me.

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I’ve never in my life maneuvered a boat as fast as tonight and knew exactly where to go with it.In a time worthy of the Guinness Book I anchor the sailboat near Cardoso Island, the most beautiful of the surroundings and completely deserted, accessible only by boats.

When I finish all the procedures, Antonella is standing, watching the beach in front of us.I reach her from behind and pull her back into my chest.

“If at night this place is beautiful like this, I can’t imagine how it is during the day...”

“Not more beautiful than you.” She turns in front of me, a smile rises at the corner of her lips and spreads all over her face, reaching even her eyes.

“Be careful, Marcos, or I’ll start to think you’re an alien and that the real Asshole Marcos has been abducted…” Clicks her tongue. “Isn’t there a limit to sweet words you’re able to say before your body starts convulsing?” I tilt my head sideways and smile too before denying and pulling her body closer against mine, shoving my hands into her hair and pulling her head back. The smile on her face gets even bigger.

“Are my sweet words making you sick, Antonella?” She shakes her head.

“I’m just worried about you dying of hyperglycemia and I get stuck here, completely alone and adrift,” she explains, making me laugh.

“Come here!Let me show you that there’s still a big part of me that’s not sweet at all.”

“Promise?” she asks already with her lips touching mine. I pull her hair a little harder, and she moans.

“Dance with me?” I ask, and Antonella’s eyebrows rise in surprise.

“Dance?” I shake my head slowly, agreeing and starting to move slowly.

“It seems people are always interrupting our dancing...”

“But we only danced twice!” Antonella laughs.

“And we were interrupted both times. At first, I raised my hands to the sky, because if I had to stay so close to you for another minute, it would be impossible to hide my erection and we were at a fucking charity event.” She laughs with her face glued to mine, and the sound is all the music I need. “Then, at our wedding…” A strangely welcome silence follows the words.We both know who interrupted our dance at our wedding party, and neither of us is willing to think about it now.Brown, dark, bright eyes investigate mine, and I let myself be completely turned inside out by them.

Our dance is much more a swinging of bodies in the rhythm of the waves than anything else.The sea dances for us and all we do is follow it without even taking our feet off the ground.I play with my face on Antonella’s, and she opens her mouth looking like she’s about to say something, but she gives up.

“What is it, my love? What is bothering you?”

“Now’s not the time… Nothing! Tomorrow!” she says and kisses me with an immeasurable urgency.Antonella assaults my mouth, massaging my tongue and her hands grip my waist tightly.Nothing in Antonella is delicate, and I fucking love it.

“Are you feeling exhibitionist today, love?” I ask as soon as the kiss ends, seconds before licking her lips slowly.

“Maybe...” she whispers, transforming the tender moment we lived in into a ball of fire that rolls through my skin until it reaches my cock, making it pulsate with the simple idea of Antonella wearing nothing but moonlight.

“You’re too dressed even for a maybe...” I repeat in her mouth the words she said days ago on the balcony of my room and I hear her laugh.But tonight, I don’t give her time to walk away and torture me by slowly undressing.

I kiss her shoulder before walking my hands over her body, grab the bar of her dress and in a quick motion, throw it over the floor of the sailboat.

“No bra, my love?” I snap my tongue when I find her breasts completely naked and I don’t waste time.I drag my mouth down her chin and neck, lick her lap until I reach one of her hard beaks and lick it slowly.Antonella’s response is a low moan and eyes completely drunk with horniness.

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