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As soon as she was comfortable, I started a slow grind, lifting her off of my cock and down again with a steady pace that wound her up making her hips beg for more friction.

“Greedy!” I kissed and bit the nape of her neck as I pulled her into an embrace, holding her close and lifting her enough to get space to fuck her properly. I slammed my cock into her as my balls slapped her skin.

“Oh, my God,” she breathed nuzzling her head into my neck as I jettisoned into her, feeling my muscles tense, and perspiration slick my skin.

She began to pant into my neck as she lost control of her senses. Feeling flushed, I slowed and stood with her still impaled on my cock and carefully walked her to the bow where a padded U-shaped lounger basked in the last dip of sunlight. I laid her on her back and liberated her legs from the rest of her clothes. As she caught her breath, I pulled out only to lock my arms under her knees and bring them up to her head, leaving her sweet wet pussy and puckering little hole prone to my lust.

Without giving her much time to get her bearings, I dove back in; this time I moved softly like the gentle lapping of the water that cradled our boat. This gave her time to breathe, but as she was doubled backward with her ass in the air, my sensual pulse only wound her up more tightly as she struggled to regain some of the control she had when she was grinding on me.

“Alec!” She grabbed the stiff blue cushions.

“Yes,” I pulled out of her, leaving her beautiful vagina gaping.

I bent down and kissed her sweet cleft as she bucked forward. I still had her knees pinned to the sides of her head. “Do you not like this?” I licked the length of her folds, and she shivered with delight.

“Someone might see us,” she gasped.

“As I said, that’s rather doubtful, but would you like me to be more discrete?” I slapped her ass and made her jump.

“Yes.” She wiggled in my embrace. “This is a little precarious, Tarzan.”

“Fine” I scooped my arms under her knees and elbows, lifting her up.

She was so light; I could position her like a doll, so I flipped her around so that she was bending over with her head on a lounge pillow and her ass in the air and took her from behind. Since she was plenty open, I could dive right back in and make her moan tiny little whimpers as I pressed myself as deep as I could get. Somehow, I couldn’t get close enough. I then lay over her back and let my hips bring us both to a mind-shattering climax.

I pulsed and pumped, rocking my cock into her deeper and deeper until her tight canal couldn’t take much more of me as we both mewled and groaned in an exquisite release.

After a few moments, I turned her around, and we leaned back into the cushioned seat.

I gently swirled my hand over her growing belly. “I love this,” I said, marveling at her changing shape.

“I’m not sure I love it yet, but I will. I don’t know what kind of mother I’ll make, but I’m going to try to be great. I won’t be knitting anything or making those little Bento lunch box thingies for school, but I’ll love our kid.” Her hand joined mine.

I was too overwhelmed with emotions to say anything, so I just held her hand where it was and let the beauty of nature around us permeate. Since we were being quiet, she leaned into me and let me continue to massage her soft skin.

“Why don’t you come up here more often?” she broke our silence to ask. “If I had this house, I’d be here every weekend.”

“That was the plan, initially, but it’s too big for one person. It’s like loneliness magnified. I couldn’t face it every weekend. I use it for parties usually. My office has retreats here; stuff like that … and now there’s you.” I flashed her a smile and kissed her cheek.

“We could spend our weekends here?” She brightened up.

“You have to learn to like me first, so we’re living in the loft until further notice.” I wanted to sound commanding and in control, and it worked; she wilted a little. “But let’s enjoy the time we have here until further notice.” My hands traveled up from her baby bump to her breasts, and I fondled and played with them for a while as we watched fish leap out of the still waters to eat bugs, creating expanding ripples upon the surface.

A shiver ran through her as the wind picked up, and so it was time to get her dressed. I also wasn’t exactly sure we’d be alone for long. Locals often came home from their day to night fish or enjoy the star-filled sky. While it was chilly on the water, the season was getting warmer. In these parts, with the slightest hint of good weather, people clamored to be outdoors after months of being cooped up in the cold.

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