Scream For me

She scoots over and I help situate her back to my chest, her legs inside of mine. “I know you don’t trust me, but I’m going to ask you to try.” “Okay.” She says it slowly like she’s still unsure.

I reach down and pull her hair to the side before dragging my fingertips down the front of her body. “I want to tell you some of the things I want to do to you.” I pause on her breasts for a second, my fingers slipping inside her top, finding her nipples.

“In public?” she asks but doesn’t resist or tell me to stop.

“Mm-hmm. Don’t worry. Nobody can hear us. Even if they did, I don’t think you’d tell me to stop, not after how I’m going to make you feel.”

She pulls in a sharp intake of breath as I roll her nipples between my fingers, pinching her almost to the point of pain.

“For example, I haven’t even had the chance to bite these nipples or mark your beautiful tits with my cum.” Her head lulls back a little more against me as I plump her breasts in my hands.

“What about y-you?” she stutters, “what do you like?”

“My desire is about control, having you surrender your body to me in a way that allows me unfettered access but brings you absolute pleasure.” I drag my fingertips further down, running them gently along the waist of her bottoms. “I want to know that no matter where we are, you’ll obey me.

How does that sound, Daphne?”

“Um, I don’t… I don’t know.” She stumbles over her words further as I drag my tongue up her neck, my fingers dancing across her skin.

“Here’s an example-” I slip my fingers beneath her waistband, drawing small circles against her bare flesh. “I want you to relax right now, release your fingers from where you’re gripping my legs.”

She glances down at where she has her hands pressed firmly against my thighs. “Oh, sorry. Was I hurting you?”

“No.” I laugh as I continue to slide my fingers lower. “But I want you to let go, Daphne. Let me make you feel good right here, on this beach, with people walking past this bed. Can you do that for me?” She hesitates and I slip my finger between her folds and deep inside her. “Will you let me make you come?” I slide my finger out, then back in.

“Yes,” she moans, her thighs falling open a little further as I slide another finger inside her.

“Good girl. Now, while I fuck your pussy with my fingers, I’m going to tell you what has been on my mind all day.” I can feel her growing wetter with each stroke of my fingers. “I know what you taste like. I know how warm and wet your little cunt gets, but I can’t stop thinking about what it’s going to feel like having you grip me, milking my thick cock.”

“Ohhhh…” She arches her back, her hands back on my thighs.

“Not yet,” I say, slowing my movements as I bring her back down from the edge.

“Please.”

“Please, Mr. Vaughn,” I murmur against her ear as I crook my fingers inside her, my other hand reaching down to press against her lower belly.

“Please, Mr. Vaughn.”

“So obedient, I like that,” I murmur in her ear, my cock throbbing against her ass. “I have tried to deny myself from you, telling myself that tasting you will be enough. That feeling you come on my fingers will satisfy me, but I think we both know that will never be enough. It won’t be enough till I have you filled, stretched.” I quicken my pace, my fingers going deeper as I press against her clit. “Completely stuffed with my cock while I fuck you mercilessly.”

“Yes, yes!” The words are strained as she grips my thighs, her beginning to quiver as I finally let her come. I keep my fingers inside her for a moment before slowly pulling them out, her release dripping from them as my mouth begins to water. I savor every drop as I lick them clean, instantly kicking my desire into overdrive.

I grab her by the back of the neck, pushing her forward onto her forearms so her ass is in the air.

“Oh.” She catches herself, looking back at me as I pull the material of her swimsuit aside to look at her glistening.

“Fuuuck.” I grip her ass cheeks, leaning forward to slide my tongue deep inside her before licking up her slit to her asshole. My cock throbs, my balls tightening, begging for release. I know it would only take a second to pull myself free from my shorts and sit her back right on my cock. I take in a deep breath, releasing her and pulling her back up to a sitting position.

“We need to get back on board now.” I barely give her enough time to get her things before I practically drag her to the dock and into the boat to take us back to my yacht. I want to pull her onto my lap and kiss her, but I know if I do, I’ll end up giving the captain of this boat an eyeful he didn’t ask for.

“My room, now,” I command as we walk through the hallway of the yacht once back on board.

“I need to shower,” she says, looking back at me over her shoulder.

“No, you don’t.” I grab her hand, walking in front of her and tugging her faster. I pull her through the threshold of my bedroom and into my arms. My tongue is in her mouth, my hands tugging at her cover-up and swimsuit. I guide her hand, shoving it down my shorts and wrapping it around my length.

“You feel what you do to me?” She strokes me slowly and it already has me paralyzed. I break our kiss, looking down at her small hand, not even able to fully grip me. I can’t take it any longer, and I pull her free from her clothes. “On the bed,” I bark, looking down at her body fully naked for the first time. Her full tits look perfect, outlined by her tan line, her perky pink nipples just begging to be sucked. Her waist dips in above her hips, giving that perfect hourglass shape. I stroke my cock as I look down at her. “I’m going to wreck you.”Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.