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I suck him in a steady motion, my mouth picking up speed until my gags slow me down. In seconds, Jones rips himself from my mouth and launches himself into the pool before tossing me onto the edge.

The tables have turned, and I think I’m gonna be a big fan of this location.

“Can’t make up without tasting my favorite pussy,” Jones says, laying me back and sliding my bikini bottoms to the side. He takes a swipe up my center and holds the evidence of my pleasure out in front of him. “This for me, sweetheart? Smells like honey.”

I nod. “Why don’t you taste it and find out?” My voice grows raspy and my vision blurs at the sight of Jones taking his finger into his mouth, sucking my arousal off of him.

“Goddamn. Need some more.”

He growls and wastes no time plunging his tongue into my center before licking me from bottom to top. “Uhhh, yes,” I cry out. The pleasure is already too much, my hips bucking wildly against his face.

Jones doesn’t let up. He feasts on my core, taking every part of me into his mouth, sucking and nibbling until I’m shaking. Shaking with the urge to come so damn hard I could combust.

“So much better than my vibrator,” I pant, a smile on my face as my orgasm comes closer.

Jones chuckles against me before dragging my clit into his mouth and sucking hard. The sound of his feasting echoes across the pool deck, and I take a second to thank myself for booking the entire ship. It’s just us and the open waters, without anyone to interrupt us.

Except Antonio, of course.But I paid him an entire paycheck to disappear.

“Gonna come, Jones. Don’t you dare stop.” My body seizes and vibrations tingle up my spine as my orgasm rips through me.

“Let me hear it, Capri. Give it to me,” Jones murmurs, focusing his attention on my clit. I’m launched into complete ecstasy, coming with force.

“Atta girl. I love it when you let me have you like this. No fucks given, just lost in my worship of you.”

Once my body stills, Jones hauls himself out of the pool and picks my limp body up.

I giggle, loving this playful yet sexually frustrated side of him.

Walking me to the cushioned lounger, Jones lays me on my stomach and pulls my hips back. “Ass up, beautiful. Hope you’re ready to get fucked.”

“Been waiting on it, Captain.” My ass perks in the air and I sense Jones still, likely taking in the sight of me.

His hands run up the length of my thighs before circling the globes of my ass. Suddenly, a cold shiver of metal ghosts my neck and my head drops, finding the gold bell necklace lying around my neck. “You kept it?” I cry.

Jones peppers kisses across my neck. “You’re a much better keeper of it than me,” he whispers. “Besides, can’t have a prosperous life without you in it.”

A rush of tears spill from my eyes and a sob escapes my lips. There’s no stopping it. I love this man so damn much and the fact that he kept it when he could have tossed it makes me so thankful.

“I love you, Jones,” I pant, hoping he hears and feels just how much.

“Right back at you, sweetheart. Right back at you.” Holding my bottom up, he slams home. Thrusting so deep, I cry out in pain and pleasure. “Right there,” he groans. “Been missing you like this. Submissive and stuffed full of me.”

Oh, god.

His thrusts speed up, barreling into me with force. The chair supporting me shifts with our rocking, matching the slap of his balls on my ass. “You’re never gonna leave me again, isn’t that right?” Jones bites out, driving into me with his hips.

“Never. I love you too much,” I cry out and he reaches around to rub circles on my clit. “Yesss,” I whimper, loving his take-charge nature.

“You’re mine, Capri. Mine when you love me and for damn sure when you hate me.”

A feral growl leaves his lips, and my body burns with heat. Jones pulls the string of my bikini top, full breasts falling free before grabbing them for leverage.

“I’ve got everything I could ever need,” he says, squeezing them tight and slamming into me with his hips. “Right here,” he pants. “The love of my life and her swollen pussy just for me.”

I reach for my clit, needing the relief, and pinch it sharply. A breathy moan leaves my lips, causing Jones to lose control. “Fuck. I love it when you touch yourself. Take what you need, whenever you need it. Just like you’re about to take my cum right now.”

“Come inside of me, Jones. Make me yours again.”

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