Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 74398 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 372(@200wpm)___ 298(@250wpm)___ 248(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74398 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 372(@200wpm)___ 298(@250wpm)___ 248(@300wpm)
I stared at our bodies under the water, feeling his warm breath graze across my skin. “I guess I’m just curious.”
“I’ve never brought a woman here before, no. But I’ve met women while I’ve been here.”
So, I was the only company that he took on his vacations. That still made me feel special—in a way. “What are we going to do tomorrow?”
“We can take the yacht, or we can walk around in Oia.”
“Is Oia the town?”
“Yes. It’s just a walkway where there are no cars. It’s quaint and cute.”
“That does sound nice.”
“So, would you like to do that?”
“I’ve never had a choice before. And now I get to decide things. It’s interesting.”
“You’ve always had a choice, Muse. It just took you a while to figure it out.” His hand moved up my back, and he pulled the string of my bikini, making my top come loose and then slip into the pool. His hands moved for my bottoms next, sliding them over my hips and down my thighs under the water.
Once I was naked under the water, he pulled on his drawstring and loosened his trunks. He slipped them off and set them on the deck. Despite the coolness of the water, his dick was long and hard.
I thought he wanted me on his lap, so I straddled his hips and felt his hard cock rub against my aching clit. I was turned on without even realizing it. Or perhaps my body was ready to go at any time when it came to Conway Barsetti.
He carried me into deeper water and then pressed my back against the wall. He gathered my legs around his waist and then slipped his dick into my slit, finding more resistance than usual in the beginning before he was completely inside me.
I locked my arms around his neck and pressed my face close to his, moaning at his large size. No matter how many times he took me, it always felt like a new experience. My thighs squeezed his hips, and I panted against his lips. He hadn’t even started to move yet and I was shaking.
He didn’t kiss me. Instead, he watched my face as he rocked into me and pressed me against the wall.
I stared back at him, watching him watch me. “Conway…”
He released a quiet moan under his breath. “Muse.”
I held on to him as we moved slowly, his dick sliding through my slickness at a slow pace. The water didn’t shift around us with his movements because everything was so slow. It was about the combining of our bodies, not the speed of our movements. “I like it when you make love to me like this…”
He slid his entire length inside me and then paused, letting his fat dick stretch me wide apart. He paused for emphasis, to remind me that he had all of me, every single inch that he could claim. “I do too.”
We spent the morning shopping in the town, getting coffees, and then exploring the Atlantis Book Store. The cobblestone streets showed panoramic views of the rest of Santorini, and every time I looked at my surroundings, I could hardly believe we were there.
It was so beautiful.
Conway kept me close to him everywhere we went, his arm around my waist or in my hair when he kissed me outside the shop. He told me to buy whatever I wanted, and that didn’t just apply to our trip.
We had lunch at a small café before we walked back to his villa near the water. Then we packed for the yacht and set sail in the Mediterranean. Conway didn’t need a captain because he could handle everything on his own. He moved out of the harbor and into the open sea, keeping the sights of Santorini in the background.
I sat in the front and stared at the jagged rocks that stuck up out of the water. A sunhat covered my face and shoulders, but there was no real way to escape the hot sun. I sat in my bikini, enjoying the scorching day.
Conway turned off the engine and let the yacht sit on the waves. We rocked up and down, but the water was fairly calm, protected by the rocky outcroppings that surrounded us in the sea.
He sat beside me in the cushioned seat, his arm moved around my shoulders. Shirtless with sunglasses sitting on the bridge of his nose, he looked like he was made for a vacation like this. Handsome with tanned skin, he blended in with the Greek island perfectly.
“It’s beautiful out here.”
“I know.” His fingertips glided up and down my arm.
“Have you thought about work since we got here?”
His hand paused. “Actually, no.”
“That’s good. This place brings out the best in you.”
“I love Verona. It’s peaceful and beautiful. But I love it here too. My heart is torn in two pieces.”