Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 28244 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 141(@200wpm)___ 113(@250wpm)___ 94(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28244 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 141(@200wpm)___ 113(@250wpm)___ 94(@300wpm)
She clings to me, her body jerking against mine as I cum hard, releasing deep inside her.
We both cry out as my cock jerks and jolts, giving her every last bit of seed I have. I hope it goes straight to her womb. I want it coated in my cum.
Maya kisses my face and neck as we hold each other tight, exhaustion hitting us both. We collapse onto the bed in each other’s arms, my cock still lodged deep inside her.
I’m obsessed with this girl. I’ll never let her go.
I slide my hand into her wild hair as we kiss and make out on the bed.
She’s only had me inside her. I’m the only one.
Her pussy curves to the shape of my dick.
And it always will.
I’ll make damn sure of that.
CHAPTER NINE
Maya
“Mrrggmnbbrgghh duurggtttlll,” I shout through my snorkel, trying to get Adrian to look at the giant sea turtle swimming under us.
He shrugs his big sexy shoulders, hovering underwater as his yellow flippers sway back and forth.
“Rrragghragghh raorrgh!” I shout again, pointing to the turtle.
He finally looks, but it’s too late. The turtle is gone.
He swims up and I follow him up to the surface. He takes his snorkel and mask off and I get taken aback when I see his gorgeous face. Even with a pink mask line wrapping around his forehead, cheeks, and nose, I still get stunned by his beauty.
“What’s the matter?” he asks, his voice full of concern as he swims over.
I feel his protective hand gripping my waist as I move my mask on top of my head. “There was a huge turtle. Did you see it?”
He exhales in relief then breaks out into a smile. “I thought you saw a shark.”
“If I saw a shark you would have seen my ass swimming back to the boat,” I say with a laugh.
He groans hungrily. “Now that’s an image I wouldn’t mind being my last.”
I splash him with a little bit of water and then turn back to the giant yacht floating nearby. “Are you getting hungry?”
“I’m famished,” he says, his heated eyes locked on me.
So we swim back to the yacht for lunch, but I find out that Adrian’s hunger is not for sandwiches and chips. It’s for me.
As soon as we slip into the master bedroom to change into shorts and a tank top, he’s on me, kissing my neck and pulling off my bathing suit.
“Oh, this kind of hungry,” I say with a moan as he slides his hand between my legs and cups my pussy. It’s already so wet and ready for him. I’m burning for this man.
The wet bathing suits come off in a flash and he backs me onto the bed, turning me so I drop down onto my hands and knees.
I cry out, hoping the staff can’t hear me, when I feel his mouth on my pussy, eating me out from behind. His strong hands grip my ass cheeks as he buries his tongue inside me, devouring me like he’s been obsessing about it all morning.
My whole body melts for him. I turn to putty.
But then I start thinking of his hard cock and the way it felt last night, stuffed inside me, and it’s all I can think about.
“Fuck me,” I beg, dropping my head onto the bed. “Take that big beautiful dick out and fuck me with it.”
He gives me one last toe-curling lick and then postures up behind me. My body shivers as I feel him moving around back there, the anticipation itself hurling me toward the edge.
When I feel his cock sliding into me, hard and long, I cry out in pleasure. I don’t even care who hears me now. This feels too good.
I cum twice before we finally head up for lunch.
I eat the best meal I’ve ever had on our third night together.
We stay at The Aurelia, eating in one of their five star restaurants. La Dolce Vita, which translates to The Sweet Life, is an Italian restaurant overlooking the beach. The food is so good it makes me moan with every bite.
With the wine, the food, the music, the sound of the waves, and the way this amazing man is looking at me across the table all bathed in candlelight, I feel like I’ve stepped into another world. How can this be my life? What did I do to deserve this?
This time over dessert, Adrian is asking me rapid fire questions.
“What’s your favorite animal?” he asks, watching my mouth as I take a bite of the delicious tiramisu. It’s soaked in rum and it’s going straight to my head. And between my legs… although that may just be Adrian…
“My uncle’s cat,” I say with a smile as I picture Ganoosh. “He hates everyone, but he always comes and sits on my lap for some reason. No one knows why.”