Jennie
She raised two fingers to my chin and pulled my face up to hers like she had done before. But this time, when our lips met, it was no chaste peck meant for the viewing pleasure of those around us. It was searing, hot passion, years of pent-up desire, melding our lips together by the sheer heat of it. I shifted in my seat, moved in closer, and she parted my lips with her tongue, searching and exploring. I welcomed her in with a soft sigh and the muscles of her arms tightened and contracted around me in response. The kiss grew deeper, more frenzied. I pushed against her until I could get no closer from her side.
So I separated from her and met her gaze. Her eyes were dark, hooded and boring into me with an obvious, carnal desire. We were breathing heavily, our chests heaving in unison. She took my separation as retreat and began to back away but then I stood, letting the blanket fall around my feet, and turned to face her. I placed my knees on either side of her so that I was straddling her. Her eyes widened a fraction as they swept over my body, from my lips to my chest, right at eye level, to my lap against her. Then I leaned in and let my lips crash against her once more.
I wrapped my arms around her neck. She held onto my hips, with massive hands gripping me with a familiarity that seemed to indicate that they belonged there all along. I let my tongue work against her, running it along her bottom lip, biting playfully. She gave as good as she got but then I took it a step further. I clenched down and swivelled my hips, rubbing myself against her erection that I felt pressed up against my centre.
I could feel the zipper of her jeans against the soft lace of my thong. I felt her hard cock straining against the denim between us as well. It was easy enough to tease her, given my current position. So I took advantage of the situation and ground down hard on top of her. She pulled away from my lips with a groan. I smirked and looked down at her, biting my lip as I stared at her, red and swollen lips from our passion.
"You're missing the sunset, Manoban." I teased her with a grin.
"I've seen sunsets, Kim." she told me with a raised brow. "There's a different view I'm looking for now."
Then, without moving me off of her lap, she stood. I squealed in terror, wrapping my legs around her waist and digging my nails in her back to avoid falling. She chuckled, with her arms wrapping around me and holding me tight against her.
"I've got you, Jennie."
She did. I knew she did. So I trusted her as she carried me through the main cabin towards her master suite. I took the time that she was focused on getting us to the bedroom to kiss her neck.
"If you don't stop, we won't make it to the bedroom." she warned with a groan, her voice low and husky.
"Who says I want to?" I asked, nipping at her neck again to enunciate my point. A growl escaped her then, so animalistic in nature that my thighs became a little slicker at the mere sound of it and something told me that Lisa Manoban was about to be amazing in bed.
Overwhelmed with need, I stopped her with a hand on her chest, pushing out of her grip so that my legs slid down and my feet were on the floor. Then I grabbed her hand and pulled her quickly through the hall toward her suite. We had barely made it through the door when my lips were on hers again. I reached for the bottom of her shirt and she let me pull it up and over her head, tossing it to the side. Her fingers got tangled in my hair as she gripped the sides of my face and kissed me again. Then her hands ran down my shoulders, skimming against the sides of my breasts, and sliding down to my bare legs. She grabbed the fabric of my dress, tugging me forward and up onto my toes so that my lips were pressed hard against hers and my ass was hanging out of the bottom of my skirt. She let go of the dress long enough to cup my ass in her hands and then growled against my lips.
Driven wild by the sound, I placed both hands on her chest and pushed. She fell back onto the bed, sitting up on her elbows to look at me, chest heaving. I reached for the hem of my dress and pulled it up and over my head in one swift move, tossing it over to where her shirt had landed only moments before. Then, I was standing in front of her in my green lace bra and matching thong. Her eyes drank me in hungrily, greedily, as I scrambled forward to join her on the bed.
I let out a moan when she cupped my breast, another when she slipped the lace aside and toyed with my nipple, and still another when her finger traced my stomach to dip into my panties and rub against my clit. I kissed her hard and reached for the zipper of her jeans. She groaned against my mouth as I pulled out her long, throbbing member and gave it a few quick strokes. She unclasped my bra instantly and it fell away, forgotten. I reached down, shimmying out of my thong, and pulled away from her to look into her eyes.
"Do you have, um..." I asked, breathless.
She nodded, rolling over and reaching into the bedside table. She pulled the package out a moment later and started to open it but I took it from her. She raised a brow and I got to my feet. I pulled her jeans off of her. Next, her boxers. Then she was completely naked in front of me. I bit my lip and she groaned.
"Don't look at me like that, thī̀rạk." she growled, eyes darkening as she met my gaze. "I can't take it."
Smiling, I pulled the condom from its wrapper and rolled it over the tip of her cock. She flinched at the contact, her member so rigid, so hard, and so big. I'd never been with someone so big. So this was what Lisa Manoban had been packing all these years? If I'd known that in college...
"Everything okay, Jennie?" Lisa asked and I realised that I'd zoned out in thought.
To answer, I smiled and crawled slowly over her until we were face to face. She lifted her lips to meet my lips and I moaned against them as I lowered myself onto her, slowly at first, making sure that I was ready to take all of her at once. She moaned with me as I slid onto her and, once she was fully inside me, I stayed still for a moment, savouring the feeling of fullness. Then I began to move. Slowly at first, with light hip swivels, throwing my head back as I bounced up and down. Then I went faster, moaning every time her cock hit that sweet spot deep inside of me.
As it turned out, Lisa Manoban had a very dirty mouth. Profanity and graphic descriptions of my body and sexual acts she would like to perform on me spewed from her as I rode her. I would have blushed if it wasn't so hot. And it turned me on to think of all the delicious ways that I could get her to shut up if I wanted to.
When we both finished, her right after me, I rolled off of her, sweating and breathing heavily, and collapsed onto the bed beside her. She groaned as she turned over, wrapping an arm around me and pulling me close.
"That was incredible." she murmured into my hair, giving me one sweet kiss on my neck, before her breathing started to even out and she fell asleep.
It was. It truly was. I'd just had the hottest sex of my life and the only thing I could think, as I stared up at the ceiling of Lisa Manoban's yacht, was that the last ten years of my life had been wasted missing out on this, on her.
