Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 28286 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 141(@200wpm)___ 113(@250wpm)___ 94(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28286 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 141(@200wpm)___ 113(@250wpm)___ 94(@300wpm)
I writhe beneath him, dragging my nails down his back, desperate to hold on to the overwhelming pleasure. His hips snap against mine, pushing me higher, and I arch into him, meeting each thrust with equal abandon.
When a climax finally crashes through me, it’s like an explosion of sensation. Wave after wave of raw, unfiltered ecstasy leaves me gasping and clinging to him. He stills above as his powerful release pours deep inside me.
We lie there, our sweaty bodies entangled, breathing heavily as he strokes my back. His gentle touch lulls me.
“I love you,” he repeats softly, his voice a husky whisper. “You’re incredible.”
I smile, pressing a soft kiss to his shoulder, feeling a sense of completeness I never knew was possible. I take a deep breath and take the biggest risk of my life. “I love you, too.”
We stay like that for what feels like an eternity, wrapped up in each other, and the world outside no longer matters.
And as we drift into a peaceful, satiated sleep, I know that whatever challenges come our way, we’ll face them together, stronger for the love and connection we've found.
The early morning light filters softly through the curtains, casting a gentle glow over the room. The air is warm and still, the only sound the distant hum of the yacht’s engines. I’m nestled in a cocoon of warmth, my body heavy with the remnants of sleep.
A sensation, almost like a dream, starts to pull me from the depths of slumber. A delicate, intimate touch that sends shivers up my spine. It takes me a moment to register what’s happening, but when I do, my eyes flutter open, and I suck in a sharp breath.
Lorenzo is pressed between my legs, his strong hands gripping my thighs, holding my legs wide open. I glance down and his intense eyes lock onto mine. Desire flashes through their dark depths as he presses his tongue deep inside me. The sight and sensation cause my heart to race with a mixture of surprise and overwhelming pleasure.
“Lorenzo,” I gasp, my voice a soft, breathy moan as his tongue works magic, exploring me with an expertise that leaves me trembling.
He doesn’t respond with words. His actions speak volumes, each movement of his tongue, each gentle suck and lap sending ecstasy coursing through every cell in my body. I can’t hold back the loud cries that escape my lips. The pleasure is too intense to silence.
My hands find their way to his hair, tangling in the dark strands as I attempt to ground myself, but it’s a losing battle. Lorenzo’s skill and intensity have me quickly unraveling as my legs quiver while my hips involuntarily lift to meet his mouth.
He slides a hand up my body, his fingers finding my breast, teasing my nipple as his mouth continues its relentless ministrations. The dual sensations are too much. The pleasure builds with every stroke of his tongue and touch of his hand.
“Lorenzo,” I cry out as my fingers tighten in his hair and my back arches off the bed. “I’m going to…”
He growls softly against my sensitive skin, and the vibration sends another jolt of pleasure flowing through me. He doubles his efforts, sliding his tongue deeper and increasing his pace, driving me toward the edge with an intensity that leaves me breathless.
And then I’m suddenly there, teetering on the precipice a split second before the world explodes in a climax so powerful it leaves me crying out and shaking with the force of it.
My vision blurs, every nerve ending firing in an explosion of bliss as Lorenzo continues to pleasure me, drawing out every last wave of my orgasm with his mouth and fingers.
When the waves finally subside, I collapse back against the pillows, my chest heaving, my body trembling. Lorenzo crawls up the bed, his eyes locking onto mine as he hovers above me. He looks utterly satisfied, a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth.
“Good morning,” he murmurs, his voice a deep, sultry whisper.
I can’t help but laugh, breathless and sated. “I love the way you say good morning,” I manage to reply, reaching up to pull him down for a kiss. The taste of me still lingers on his lips as a reminder of the intimate connection we’ve just shared.
“I’ll make sure to wake you up like that often,” he murmurs against my lips before kissing me deeply again, and I feel the hard evidence of his own arousal pressing against me.
I reach between us and wrap my hand around his hard cock. “Maybe we should do something about this.”
Lorenzo's hand trails gently down my arm, sending a cascade of goosebumps in its wake. "I have no doubt you’re sore from last night. Why don’t we take a shower and see if it helps before we work on relieving my big issue." He wiggles his eyebrows and I giggle at the carefree, happy expression on his handsome face.