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“My beautiful girl,” I rumble, sliding my length through her wet folds. She starts to back up into me, letting me savor the sensations, the friction we make together. The slow slide covers me in her slippery juice, and soon the tip reaches her clit.

Frenchie’s voice trembles. “I didn’t think I could go again already, but holy balls, Hudson.”

“These balls right here?” I move quickly, slapping my nuts against her cheek.

My girl laughs so hard and shakes the bed, and then puts everything to a halt. “That’s it, get off me for a minute. I need to punish you for that,” she says.

Of course, whatever punishment Frenchie has in mind, I’m down for it, a hundred percent.

I lean back on my knees and wait.

She flips over and rises up on her knees to face me. I can’t help but suck in a breath at the sight of her. The boat rocks slightly in the wake of passing ships, and she reaches out to steady herself.

Full of concern, I ask if she’s feeling seasick. She shakes her head and smiles. “No, for some reason, I kind of forgot about it. I think being in a moored boat and knowing we’re not going anywhere has helped a bit.”

Never taking for granted what she’s doing to be with me tonight—risking feeling seasick—I cup her sweet face and kiss her deeply. “Now let’s get onto this punishment you speak of.”

She smiles wickedly, and I feel so lucky knowing that there’s a whole new kind of mischief I can get up to with my best friend. This might be my favorite mischief of all time.

First, she runs her palms up her sides, over her breasts, keeping her eyes locked on mine.

“Is this punishment? Because that’s pretty hot.”

“Hudson, I have to tell you something,” she says, rubbing her hands all over her breasts, up and down slowly, two or three more times until her nipples are so hard that I’m salivating.

“I had a dream about you this morning,” she says. She cups her breasts with both of her hands and squeezes, pulling a moan from her mouth.

“Tell me about your dream,” I say through gritted teeth. I’m beginning to understand how this is punishment. She’s trying to torture me. It’s working.

Keeping up her self-massage, she tells me the contents of her dream. “I thought it meant nothing, that I was just lonely for it, for somebody. But…”

She slips a hand down below her navel while keeping the other hand on her breast. When she reaches her wet folds and slips her fingers in while I watch, Frenchie’s eyes roll back in her head, and she bites her lip.

“Frenchie. You’re killing me, but I need to know how the dream ended.”

She opens her eyes and levels me with her gaze. “I came so hard, Hudson. You fucked me through the wall, like literally. And then, for some reason, you caused a tornado siren to go off. And I came so hard I had to change my sheets when I woke up.”

My jaw clicks. “You made yourself squirt? Fuck, Frenchie.”

She shakes her head. “No, Hudson. You made me do that. In my dream, you made me juice everywhere. And when I woke up, I was so sad you weren’t there.”

The next thing I know, I’m grabbing for her. I can’t take any more of this. “You should have come to me,” I rumble into her ear. “You want to know what I was doing this morning? Awful things. I was hating myself because I was lying in bed thinking about you. I thought these images and ideas were forbidden because you’re my best friend. I can’t even repeat what we were doing in my dream. Turns out we were in sync, my love.”

I look down and see her fingers swirling, coated in her juice. Wide-eyed, I watch as she pops a wet finger into her mouth.

My animalistic growl turns to a snarl as I grab her wrist and demand that she share this with me.

I wrap my lips around her fingers and moan at the taste of her on them. My teeth nip as I savor her.

“Frenchie,” I say when I pop her fingers out of my mouth. “I can’t hold back anymore. I need to be inside you.”

She nods and looks down where my hand is wrapped around it.

“I want to be bad with you, Frenchie. I want to feel all of you. I want to be bare inside you. I know it’s a risk, but I just…just want to be that much closer to you.”

Wait a minute.

What was I thinking, blurting that out?

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