“Only do what you are comfortable with,” I said.
He grinned as he pulled the string on my trousers, working them open. His eyes widened as my cock sprang free and gently slapped against my lower abdomen. I would’ve laughed had I not been frozen still. Because though shocked, Troy looked determined.
Anticipation rippled along my skin. For close to thirty years, my only sexual pleasure had been by my own hand.
“Can I…” Troy downcast his eyes, becoming suddenly bashful. “Put it in my mouth?”
Gods.His words sent a shiver through my body. Unable to speak, I nodded.
Troy gripped my base and lifted my cock off my stomach, giving a curious tilt of his head as he tested the weight of it in his hand. “Will it fit?”
I choked on a laugh.
He smiled up at me. “It was an honest question. I suppose I’m about to find the answer.”
“Mind your teeth,” I said, cringing at the thought.
Looking more determined than ever, Troy lowered his mouth to my cock. He kissed the tip and traced the edge of his lips with it. Just that light pressure had my heartrate spiking. And then he used his tongue.
I emitted a moan as he licked across my slit. His eyes flashed to mine, surprised, then he licked me again, sending another ripple through me.
Troy stretched his lips around my tip, taking me into his warm mouth. The wet heat cushioning my cock caused my breathing to quicken. I slid my fingers through his hair to keep it out of his face as he swallowed me deeper. Only once did his teeth lightly graze me, but he soon found his rhythm, fucking my tip with his sweet mouth and stroking my shaft with his hand.
I didn’t last long.
As my thighs started to tremble with my approaching release, I pulled out of his mouth, not wanting to take him off guard. That displeased him though. He gripped my base and swallowed my cock again, his eyes meeting mine as I came in ribbons down his throat.
Raspy groans filled our cabin as I rode the waves of orgasm, unable to stop myself from pumping my hips up into his mouth until he’d swallowed every last drop.
“Apologies,” I panted, releasing my tight grip on his hair. “I… I don’t know what came over me.”
Troy wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and crawled up my body. “I liked seeing you that way. You’re usually reserved. In control. Watching you let go of that control was incredible.”
“You’reincredible,” I said, resting a hand at the dip in his lower back.
“I know.” He smirked.
I slanted my lips over his, and he accepted the kiss, our mouths moving together as my heart finally slowed in its chaotic beating. Wanting to return the favor, I reached between our bodies, dipped my hand inside his trousers, and gave his erect cock a slow pull.
He whimpered and rose up to his knees, one on each side of me, his head falling back and his spine arching as I brought him to orgasm with only a handful of strokes. He collapsed to my chest afterward.
“We need to bathe,” he said with a rough laugh. “We’re a mess.”
I pulled up his trousers, then did the same to mine, before lifting him off the bed and throwing him over my shoulder. He giggled in my arms and playfully slapped at my back as I poked my head outside the cabin door, checking to see if anyone was around.
“What if someone sees?”
“Then let them see,” I responded, walking out onto the deck.
The ship drifted slowly, not moving as quickly as it had during the day. Kellan and Fletcher were sitting on the upper deck, cuddled against each other with a blanket around them. Fletcher pointed at the stars, but he was too far away for me to hear what he was saying. Knowing him, he was telling the captain a story about the clusters of stars and the legends behind them.
“Malik,” Troy whined, wiggling on my shoulder.
“Hush.” I gently slapped his ass.
He snorted a laugh.
I went over to the side of the ship and peered down into the dark water. “You wanted to bathe, did you not?” And then I tossed him overboard. The splash drew the attention of Kellan and Fletcher, and I nodded to them. “We’ll return shortly.”