him
hard and firm in her mouth while his tongue slipped inside her
caused her to arch back, sliding her arms around his lower back,
pulling him in tight.
They formed a perfect union, as if
synergized into a single organism. She lifted her legs and wrapped
them tightly around his back. He thrust his hips gently, pushing
and pulling himself in and out of her mouth as he rolled his tongue
over and around her. Moving his hand under her, he slipped his
finger back inside her, rolling it in circles against her inner
walls. She pushed her groin up, increasing the pressure. He locked
his arms around her hips and squeezed her tighter as he licked and
sucked. The boat rocked forward and back to their movements, adding
to their momentum. She could hear water slapping the side of the
boat.
He stopped thrusting. She clasped the
base of him, feeling him beginning to spasm. His body jerked. He
groaned loudly, the sound vibrating between her legs. The first
eruption filled her mouth in hot bursts. The feeling put her over
the edge. Her hips spasmed, then her whole body shuttered as a
powerful orgasm rolled through her. He continued to release in her
mouth in powerful thrusts. Her orgasm rolled on and on, shimmering
and vibrating through her body. Their energy combined into one,
long release of pleasure.
Before they could even catch their
breath, he disengaged and turned around. He moved up her body,
kissing her stomach and breasts. He kissed her neck and behind her
ear. He breathed in her ear in hot breaths, then bit her earlobe as
he pulled her legs up around his waist and entered her. Supporting
himself on his arms, he stared down into her eyes as he pushed deep
inside her. He held himself there, filling her. She was amazed at
his capacity as a lover. He’d orgasmed only moments before. She ran
her hands over his chest and abdomen, then behind him to the large,
hard muscles on his back and shoulders. She had dreamed of this—the
feel of his raw, physical power, weighted on her.
They made love for a long time,
unhurried, luxuriating in it, kissing and looking into each others
eyes. The boat tipped and rocked with their easy rhythm. Their
momentum built slowly, almost imperceptibly, until their pleasure
nearly peaked. He could sense exactly how close to orgasm she was.
Just as she was about to go over the edge, he’d back off, denying
her.
He kept her at this precipice of
pleasure for so long it became nearly painful. He backed off again,
then once more brought her to the brink. As he pushed her to the
edge once more, she clawed at his back, whimpering, pleasure
saturating her so completely she felt utterly helpless. He seemed
to have complete control of her, and all she could do was give
over. Just as she felt her orgasm catch hold, he pulled out,
leaving her pushing her hips up, desperately wanting
more.
“Turn over.”
She turned, completely at his command.
Her body was so excited it was like a live wire that might explode
at any second. He slid a pillow under her hips. She felt the weight
of him on her back as he slid back into her from behind, allowing
his weight to push her firmly down against the pillow. A white-hot
pleasure took over her whole body. She felt like he’d just pushed
her into some other dimension of physical sensation. His lips were
at her ear.
“Come for me,” he said in her ear,
then pushed the hair away from the back of her neck and gently bit
her neck as he pushed deep into her, pressing down with his full
weight, pinning her.
She climaxed. Her head was turned to
the side, looking out one of the small windows. The water level had
gone over the window so she was looking at the colorful, brightly
lit fish moving in big, fanning groups, like whooshes of richly
colored fall leaves.
She couldn’t move. If he hadn’t been
on top of her, she would have flown off the bed. He could feel her
whole body vibrate beneath him as her orgasm held her in its grip.
She let out a long cry. It felt to her like some
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