Total pages in book: 43
Estimated words: 39720 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 199(@200wpm)___ 159(@250wpm)___ 132(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 39720 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 199(@200wpm)___ 159(@250wpm)___ 132(@300wpm)
Kendra drifted in a deeply contented haze as Dylan held her. The waves lapped gently against the shore nearby, the silvery stars above a counterpoint to the golden glow of the dying fire.
Caelan and Skylar settled on the opposite bench. Skylar’s face wore the smudged, blissful look of a satisfied sub. Caelan reached below his bench and pulled out a soft basket by its handle. “You girls were fantastic. Did you enjoy it, baby?” he asked Skylar as he gently removed the blanket from her shoulders.
“Oh, yes, Sir,” Skylar breathed. “It was incredible. I didn’t want it to stop.”
Caelan chuckled. “I get that. But your skin definitely had enough. You’re going to be a little sore tomorrow. Now it’s time for some aftercare.” Reaching inside his basket, he pulled out a tube of aloe vera gel. “Lie over my lap so I can put this on you.”
Skylar draped herself over her Master’s thighs, resting her cheek on the cushions.
Dylan, too, pulled a similar basket from under his bench. He removed a bottle of water and unscrewed the cap. Holding out the bottle to Kendra, he said, “How was it for you? Was it what you expected?”
Kendra accepted the bottle and took a long pull of the cool, refreshing water. “It was fucking amazing. Let’s do it again!”
Dylan laughed. “We will. But not now, greedy girl. You’re not burned, but Caelan’s right. Your skin needs to rest.” He, too, produced a tube of aloe gel from the basket and squeezed a generous portion onto his palm.
Kendra lay over his lap, sighing with pleasure as he stroked the balm over her skin, which did indeed feel tender. She closed her eyes, enjoying his soothing touch. His erection bulged beneath her thigh, sending a jolt of desire through her loins.
On an impulse, she rolled from the bench to the deck and knelt up in front of her man. “Please, Sir,” she said, grinning coquettishly up at him. “May I thank you properly for that amazing fire play?” She reached for his fly, at the same time dragging her tongue sensually over her upper lip.
Dylan laughed.
“Me, too,” Skylar piped up, also rolling from Caelan’s lap to the deck and kneeling up. “I want to thank you, Master Caelan, for that amazing scene.”
Caelan looked over at Dylan and shrugged helplessly. “Who can resist these charming sub girls?”
“Not me,” Dylan agreed.
Her mouth watering with anticipation, Kendra eagerly unzipped Dylan’s jeans and dragged them, along with his underwear, down his thighs. She took his thick cock lovingly into her mouth, moving forward slowly until the crown met the back of her throat. Cradling his balls gently with one hand, she gripped the base of his shaft with the other.
A shudder ran through his body as she suckled his gorgeous cock. He wound his fingers in her hair as he thrust deep into her throat, claiming her yet again with his movements. All too soon, he came with a sudden, small cry, his salty-sweet jism spurting in ribbons down her throat.
Caelan came soon after with a long, low groan. Skylar sat back on her haunches, a satisfied look on her face that no doubt mirrored Kendra’s own. The men might own them, but they owned the men just as surely, the currency being love.
Caelan pulled Skylar to her feet and drew her into a tender embrace. “We’re going to go inside. How about you guys?”
“I think we’ll take a walk along the beach first,” Dylan said quickly. He pulled up his underwear and jeans. “If that works for you, that is,” he added to Kendra. There was something in his expression—an eagerness, an excitement she didn’t entirely understand.
“That sounds perfect,” she agreed, curious what he had up his sleeve.
As the other couple went inside, Dylan draped his silky pirate shirt around Kendra’s shoulders. She pulled it close, breathing in his particular, delicious scent. Dylan picked up the basket and placed a couple of blankets in it. He slipped the handles over one arm and they set off down the beach.
They walked in silence for a while, hand in hand. Kendra could feel Dylan’s underlying excitement, but he wasn’t offering any explanation, and she decided to wait and see. The moon had risen, dimming the stars a little, but casting a lovely silvery glow over the water.
Kendra couldn’t remember a time when she’d been happier. A burst of energy moved through her and, on an impulse, she pulled her hand from his. Throwing his shirt from her shoulders, she took off down the beach. She flew along the cool sand in her bare feet, the wind in her face. It felt wonderful to run, her entire body alive with joy.
“Hey, wait up,” Dylan cried from behind her.
Laughing, she sprinted faster, her feet flying, her heart beating strong and sure. But Dylan was fast, too, and his legs were longer. Soon, he caught up with her. Dropping the basket, he playfully tackled her.