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The water splashes all around us and the sounds of our pleasure fill the air.
Her hand covers mine, pushing the wand even harder against her clit, and within seconds she lets out an almighty cry and comes all over my cock, taking me with her.
My fingertips dig into her hips as I unforgivingly jerk myself into her. Our gasps and groans echo together as we both lose control.
I kiss her shoulder and wrap my arms around waist.
“Yeah, shower sex is totally shit.” She gets her words out before tilting her head back in laughter. Her smile is fucking hypnotizing.
I let out a deep, heartfelt laugh.
“We need to get ready.”
She groans. “Do we have to?”
“It was your idea.”
“It was a stupid one.”
I slide myself out of her and slap her ass one last time for good measure. “C’mon, shower, get dressed, dinner with your father and his new girlfriend, my dad and Eva, then home. I want to do more stuff with you.” I tickle her sides. “Then tomorrow is our last full day together.”
“Don’t say any more or I will cry.”
“You won’t cry. You are seeing me again in two weeks.”
“I will not cry,” she affirms to herself. “I will not cry.”
I have a better affirmation for her. “You will take Lincoln's cock like a good girl at least twenty times before he leaves.”
She spins around with a soap-covered face. “Twenty! I was thinking more like thirty.”
I burst out laughing.
Violet West, the dick destroyer.
* * *
“Sorry we are late; we sort of got waylaid.” I push Violet’s dining chair into the table and take the seat next to her.
“Or just laid,” my dad mumbles under his breath.
He knows me so well.
My dad’s Greek skin is so dark. He’s caught up with me on the tanning.
“It’s not like my dad to be late.” Violet checks the time on her phone.
“Maybe he’s waylaid too?” I josh.
She screws her face up. “Oh wow, no, I don’t want to have that vision of him and Viva. Thank you.”
“This is a cool place.” We all look around. It’s a giant glass box that suspends over the cliffs. “We should do this.” I lock eyes with my dad. “Fish restaurant. Suspended above the cliffs with the wild North Sea below?”
“I’m all for that.” My dad looks excited.
“Let’s do it. Better than this, though,” I whisper. “Fish tank walls. Low-level lighting.”
“Long nights, I won’t see you, you’ll be grumpy. Sounds great.” Eva smiles. I know she is only joking, but she’s not wrong. When Dad throws himself into a project, he gives it one hundred and ten percent.
