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Wyatt lifted her out of the water high enough to lick one nipple, sucking and biting on it lightly. Beth couldn’t speak. The only sounds coming out of her were gasps and soft moans as he played with her breasts, stroking and caressing and kissing and sucking.
She was soon lifted back onto the boat, her husband right behind her. Once he’d stripped off her bikini bottoms and his shorts, Beth was on her back on the cushions, naked and exposed to the elements….and Wyatt’s hungry gaze. She reached out to stroke his long, hard cock a couple of times, but he gently batted her hand away and, after making sure she was wet enough to take him, thrust deep inside her with one smooth stroke.
It didn’t take long before Beth was panting for breath, her hips canting up to take his cock, her legs spread open and her pussy stretched wide for him. Only for him.
Always for him.
She cried out as her orgasm hit, her body trembling as a gush of arousal coated his cock. “That’s my good girl,” he murmured, his hips moving once more as he pounded into her, seeking his own release.
Once they were both sated, Wyatt grabbed a light throw to cover them, the sun still shining brightly. The dogs climbed back aboard once they were tired enough to stop swimming, and he got up, donned his shorts again, and toweled them both dry after they’d each done a big shake to remove the excess water.
Wyatt steered the boat back to the dock and secured it while Beth gathered their belongings. They walked back to the cabin, holding hands and watching their pets as they bounded ahead of them. Rosie led the way, rushing ahead of the older dog, but every now and then she’d pause to let her sister catch up with her.
Once they were home, they gave the dogs fresh water and opened the back door so they could go in and out as they pleased. It didn’t take Beth much coaxing to get Wyatt in the shower with her, and they spent far longer than necessary washing each other in between kisses.
They then prepared a picnic lunch together and headed for the gazebo where they’d had their first date. Their two beggars never left their side, waiting impatiently for tasty morsels.
Finally, as night fell, they sat on the front porch, swinging back and forth as they gazed at the stars, each with a pooch on their lap. Their life together was everything they’d ever hoped for, and as Beth watched the stars blinking across the inky night sky, she was glad a twist of fate had led her here to Silverbell Shore.
To Wyatt Kincaid.
