Chapter ninety one-rocking the boat

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MATURE CONTENT AHEAD

There were worse places for this, I suppose. At least we were mostly secluded, there was not another shred of life to disturb the quiet darkness engulfing both of us. Water sloshed gently across my spine, the lounging area at the front of the boat pooling with the water I had tracked up from my swim. Water droplets collected at the tips of his platinum locks, occasionally landing with a low thud on my shoulder. A weak wind had picked up, but the close proximity of his body over top of mine kept me from shivering. He worked extensively to layer my neck with an array of raw pink markings that would surely bruise into a deep purple by the rise of morning. Satisfied with his doings, he brought his mouth back up to press against my lips, one hand on my waist and the other caressing my cheek. I tangled my fingers through his hair, tugging at a bunch gently, causing him to gasp sharply. Taking the opportunity, I slipped my tongue into the opening of his mouth, making him groan in approval. As he deepened the kiss, his hand dragged its way up the side of my abdomen, his pointer finger sliding neatly between the crease of my breasts to land at my throat. His thumb swept over each tender imprint, his breathing growing shallow as he rolled his hips forward, making the growth of his pants known.

"Someone's eager" I mumbled with a grin
"Don't get cocky now, darling" he warned, toying with the clasp of my bra until it came undone and off my body
"Not cocky, just honest" I replied, choking on my own laugh as he swirled his tongue around the tip of one of my breasts, peering up at me through thick eyelashes
"Now who's the eager one?" He mumbled against my skin, flicking slender fingers over the nipple that his mouth wasn't attached to
"Fucking hell" I managed to strain out, knocking my head back in euphoric pleasure and letting out a moan as he dug his bulge against me once again
"Can I?" He muttered, meeting my gaze before gesturing down to my underwear
"Mhm" I nodded, not knowing or caring if I came off desperate as he tugged the thin lace off in a flash

His mouth still stimulating my breast, he reached his hand down and dipped two fingers along my wet slit, bringing them back up to my face.

"Open up, sweetheart" he crooned, prying his fingers into my agape mouth, grinning as I immediately sucked the liquid off, "that's it, taste how wet, how fucking desperate you are, all for me, isn't that right?"

I murmured an agreement, his fingers down my throat blocking my ability to voice coherent answers. Nonetheless, his tongue clicked in mocking disapproval

"Can't even use proper words, can you?" He ridiculed, pressing his fingers even further down, a malicious grin following the gagging sound that his actions elicited from me, "so pretty, so...pathetic"

I could do nothing but gaze up at him, swirling my tongue around his pointer and making his eyelids flutter closed before releasing a deep groan.

"No matter, darling, we've got better uses for that mouth, don't we?" He hummed with a lazy grin, sliding his fingers out abruptly, "like screaming my name for this whole damn city to hear"
"And what if I wake them up?" I teased, my breaths thinning out as he dragged his fingers daintily across the inner area of my thighs
"Then they'll get to watch me make you cum so hard you'll be sore for days" he drawled into my ear, making me cry out as he plunged two fingers into me, "tell me, love, do you want that?"
"Yes" I gasped, gripping onto the back of his neck for support as the rest of my body went limp with pleasure
"Are you sure about that?" He taunted, his fingers pushing into me at a steady pace, "I'm not fully convinced you want it all that bad"
"I am" I breathed, my vision blurred and my words shaky

With his spare hand, he grasped my jaw and craned it towards him. The pad of this thumb swept over my bottom lip before his mouth descended onto them into a deep kiss. As he pulled away, his teeth grasped my bottom lip, tugging at his and making me moan loudly. As my lips parted in an involuntary reaction to the pleasure he was stirring in my lower stomach, he leaned his head back down, and did something I should not have found as arousing as I did;

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