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slide even further, down to the lace of her panties. “And I’m going to give it to you.”
“I need this,” Ellie whispers in his ear.
He slides her panties down, his hands guiding her hips closer to him. “I’m going to make you feel pleasure like you’ve never felt before.”
She slides forward, wild with anticipation, to the edge of the couch. She remembers the beautiful pleasure he gave her with only his hands, her body hot with the desire for what might come next.
Her back is nearly flat on the cushion, her legs apart as he kneels in front of her. Her body shivers as his tongue glides up and down her wet crease, each stroke pushing the intensity of her desire closer and closer to the edge, until she feels as if she can't take another lick.
She grips the cushions at her sides as he finds her swollen nub, rubbing it gently with his fingers at first, then intensifying her moans by pulling it between his teeth. Her arousal climbs higher and higher, reaching new heights every second he warms her tender middle.
“ Oh Jake ,” is all she can manage to say before she arches her back, draws her head back in ecstasy, and releases hard into him.
Chapter 11
The pungent smell of the saltwater invades Ellie’s nose as she steps out of the car and into the parking lot. It reminds her of her childhood in Fall River, where the pervasive odor of the Atlantic was practically inescapable.
The remembrance gives her pause. And she is the last to step away from the car and begin the walk to the dock.
She looks herself over, straightens out her dress and checks her head piece.
Naomi is just ahead. She looks back and smiles. “I told you you'd be glad you came out tonight!”
“Are you sure?” Ellie looks down at her purple and silver sequined flapper dress. “I don't look ridiculous? Retro isn't exactly my style.”
“Darling,” Naomi’s eyes scan up and down her body. “You look like the fabulous Daisy Buchanan herself! Just stop fidgeting and you'll be fine.” Naomi grabs Ellie’s shoulders to steady her.
“Heels and me don't normally get along,” Ellie says.
“Look Ell, you've got a lot of learning to do. When a man sends you a package with an invitation, a dress, heels, and the beyond gorgeous set of pearls that are currently strapped around your neck, you put them on and you look beautiful. You don't worry about the heels. Besides, you’ll be taking them off to dance soon anyway.”
Hell no, I won’t. “That’s simply not happening.” Ellie takes a step back.
“You’re incredible,” Naomi throws her hands in the air. “It will, when he asks.”
“We’ll see,” Ellie tugs on Naomi’s arm, her attention no longer on herself. “Now that is just ridiculous,” she points over Naomi’s shoulder.
Naomi smiles. “God, he’s got more money than we could probably ever spend.”
“You mean more than I could ever spend?” Ellie pushes her gently away.
“Don’t worry,” Naomi eyes Tanner up ahead as he walks across the short bridge from the dock onto the yacht, “it’s not really Jake I’m after.”
Jake walks ahead of Tanner, disappearing through a door. Ellie and Naomi follow fifteen feet behind. They ascend a flight of stairs and cross a covered area onto the exposed balcony of the aft deck. A waitress appears, carrying a silver serving tray, half covered with freshly made Mint Juleps. The cool jazz sounds of Duke Ellington fill the air.
Jake and Tanner are already greeting guests when Ellie and Naomi finally catch up to them. “You can’t get to the top of the publishing world without a hundred-and-ten-foot yacht to roam the ocean. That’s what I always say, anyway,” Jake laughs as he extends his hand to a much older, but very distinguished-looking gentleman. “Senator Graham,” Jake looks back, “You remember my good friend, Tanner Knox, and I want you to meet my lovely friends
“I need this,” Ellie whispers in his ear.
He slides her panties down, his hands guiding her hips closer to him. “I’m going to make you feel pleasure like you’ve never felt before.”
She slides forward, wild with anticipation, to the edge of the couch. She remembers the beautiful pleasure he gave her with only his hands, her body hot with the desire for what might come next.
Her back is nearly flat on the cushion, her legs apart as he kneels in front of her. Her body shivers as his tongue glides up and down her wet crease, each stroke pushing the intensity of her desire closer and closer to the edge, until she feels as if she can't take another lick.
She grips the cushions at her sides as he finds her swollen nub, rubbing it gently with his fingers at first, then intensifying her moans by pulling it between his teeth. Her arousal climbs higher and higher, reaching new heights every second he warms her tender middle.
“ Oh Jake ,” is all she can manage to say before she arches her back, draws her head back in ecstasy, and releases hard into him.
Chapter 11
The pungent smell of the saltwater invades Ellie’s nose as she steps out of the car and into the parking lot. It reminds her of her childhood in Fall River, where the pervasive odor of the Atlantic was practically inescapable.
The remembrance gives her pause. And she is the last to step away from the car and begin the walk to the dock.
She looks herself over, straightens out her dress and checks her head piece.
Naomi is just ahead. She looks back and smiles. “I told you you'd be glad you came out tonight!”
“Are you sure?” Ellie looks down at her purple and silver sequined flapper dress. “I don't look ridiculous? Retro isn't exactly my style.”
“Darling,” Naomi’s eyes scan up and down her body. “You look like the fabulous Daisy Buchanan herself! Just stop fidgeting and you'll be fine.” Naomi grabs Ellie’s shoulders to steady her.
“Heels and me don't normally get along,” Ellie says.
“Look Ell, you've got a lot of learning to do. When a man sends you a package with an invitation, a dress, heels, and the beyond gorgeous set of pearls that are currently strapped around your neck, you put them on and you look beautiful. You don't worry about the heels. Besides, you’ll be taking them off to dance soon anyway.”
Hell no, I won’t. “That’s simply not happening.” Ellie takes a step back.
“You’re incredible,” Naomi throws her hands in the air. “It will, when he asks.”
“We’ll see,” Ellie tugs on Naomi’s arm, her attention no longer on herself. “Now that is just ridiculous,” she points over Naomi’s shoulder.
Naomi smiles. “God, he’s got more money than we could probably ever spend.”
“You mean more than I could ever spend?” Ellie pushes her gently away.
“Don’t worry,” Naomi eyes Tanner up ahead as he walks across the short bridge from the dock onto the yacht, “it’s not really Jake I’m after.”
Jake walks ahead of Tanner, disappearing through a door. Ellie and Naomi follow fifteen feet behind. They ascend a flight of stairs and cross a covered area onto the exposed balcony of the aft deck. A waitress appears, carrying a silver serving tray, half covered with freshly made Mint Juleps. The cool jazz sounds of Duke Ellington fill the air.
Jake and Tanner are already greeting guests when Ellie and Naomi finally catch up to them. “You can’t get to the top of the publishing world without a hundred-and-ten-foot yacht to roam the ocean. That’s what I always say, anyway,” Jake laughs as he extends his hand to a much older, but very distinguished-looking gentleman. “Senator Graham,” Jake looks back, “You remember my good friend, Tanner Knox, and I want you to meet my lovely friends
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