Page 31 of Not that Sea-Rious
Pursing her lips, she tapped at her chin as though considering his comment.With her free hand, she slowly slid it up and down his shaft, squeezing intermittently.
Closing his eyes, his knees weakened but didn’t quite buckle.He trembled with each stroke.This woman played with him and knew exactly what she did.What a deliciously wicked wench.Payback would be sweet and swift—when he got the opportunity.
Clenching his jaw, he summoned every ounce of restraint he possessed to not shoot his load straight into her face.
Finally, after what felt like hours of exquisite torture, she smacked her lips and answered but not with words.
From within her tiny purse, she pulled a small square wrapper.Removing her fingers from around his straining dick, she brought the condom packet to her lips and tore into it.He watched intently as she placed it between her lips, giving her an O-expression before she leaned forward and rolled it on with her mouth.
Holy fucking hell.
Never had a woman put a condom on him in such a sensual manner.He didn’t think anyone did that in real life.Yet there he was, experiencing an actual sexual goddess.Beau might die from the talents Marissa displayed, and he couldn’t imagine a better way to go.
His chest heaved as he tried to catch his breath.His gaze traveled northward as she rose to her full height.Her tongue slid along her bottom lip as her attention lingered on his twitching cock.Once again, she curled her fingers around the swollen tip, and she stepped closer to him.
“Remove the shirt and lie back on the bed,” she whispered before taking his mouth in a hard, possessive kiss.She squeezed the tip of his dick softly between her fingers, and he practically convulsed.
Lightning bolts zapped through him and settled in his balls.Had he not been busy returning her kiss, he would’ve forgone unbuttoning his shirt, but he didn’t want to end it.With clumsy fingers, he struggled slightly to undo his top.Eventually, he was able to shrug it off.
Removing her hands from his throbbing cock, she placed them on his shoulders.He could breathe again but hated it.She had him addicted to her touch.He had to have more.
When she ended their kiss, she stepped away while urging him backward.Her focus swept up and down his heavily freckled andveryflush form.The hungry look in her eyes bordered on feral.He’d seen nothing like it.
The back of his knees hit the edge of the bed, and he lowered himself onto it.As he scooted onto the mattress, she reached behind her.The distinct sound of a zipper tickled his ears.He couldn’t help but smile, expecting the gorgeous view she was about to unveil.
The front of her dress loosened, and she peeled it down her arms.Mesmerized by the sight, he propped himself up on his elbows and watched her—completely captivated by the sexy woman before him.
Once the dress slid over her curvy body and pooled at her feet, she stepped out of it and the heels—dropping her a good three inches in height.Marissa hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties, and soon, they too dropped to the floor.She was completely naked, and he had the most glorious view on the ship.
Some men might not like a woman with meat on her bones, but something about the softness of a woman who carried extra weight appealed to Beau.It could be the flare to her hips, the bounty of her breasts, or maybe it how her luscious thighs felt when she straddled him.Whatever it was, he couldn’t get enough.
He nearly exploded like Kilauea the moment she hovered over his stiff erection.They both reached between them.He gripped the base of his cock, ensuring it remained ramrod straight, and aimed at the heat pulsing between her thighs.
Grinning down at him, she spread her lower lips and guided him toward her entrance.Lava enveloped him, and he threw his head back.Even with a condom, her scorching sex twisted him into knots.
With a slight popping sensation, the mushroomed end of his cock slipped past her opening and delved deeper into her channel.His hands fell away, and he curled his fingers into fists, gripping the bedding beneath him, as she took her sweet time lowering herself onto him.
Every inch was magnificent agony.Bursts of colors flashed behind his closed eyelids.He couldn’t watch.He’d prematurely end their tryst if he did.It was too much and not enough at the same time.Summoning every ounce of his willpower stopped him from taking hold of her hips, thrusting upward, and slamming himself deep inside her.
Marissa was on top—she was in control.Apparently, tonight was about testing his limits, torturing him, and he wasn’t about to end that.This was heaven.Marissa was a goddess.He’d submit to this level of sensual delirium every day of his life if she would let him.
19
Marissa
Marissararelygotontop of a guy.Actually, she never did.This wasn’t her comfort zone.Then Beau told her to sit on his face, and her world changed.She’d decided if they got to this point, she would ride him again.He proved to be quite the bronco last night, and this promised to be just as good—if not better.
With her hands planted on his chest, she trembled as she gingerly lowered herself onto his erection.It was solid, pulsing, and seemed to get longer the more of it she took.He wasn’t the thickest, but he definitely made his presence known.The delightful stretch of her sex as it swallowed him had her moaning.
When she finally seated herself with his thighs against her ass, she let out a heavy sigh and rolled her hips in a circular motion.Beau thrust upward and offered friction against her clit as tiny zaps of pleasure ricocheted through her body.
He reached up and palmed her heavy breasts the moment she rocked back and forth.Her breath hitched when he pinched her nipples and bucked into her.She jolted when he did it again.
As much as she wanted to dictate the pace, she wasn’t about to stop him.Each time he pushed himself deep into her, she gasped, and a fresh wave of ecstasy throttled her core.Working together, Marissa and Beau panted wildly as they found their rhythm.She slid up and down his cock, and he met her with equal vigor.
Drive after drive shoved her to the edge of her orgasmic cliff.Her ass cheeks slapped against his legs, and he gripped her hips.His grunts and groans while he writhed beneath her stoked her arousal.Most of the men she’d slept with were silent throughout the process until the end.His vocalizations made this moment that much more carnal.He held nothing back.Everything was out there, and she loved it.
Gasping, she dug her fingers into his pectorals as she trembled above him.Her thighs screamed from the repetitive motion of up and down, round and round, on his cock.To her surprise, Beau sat up, and the angle of his dick inside her changed.
