the stern and chucked her, laughing and naked, into the water. He stripped off his swim trunks and dived in.
Skinny dipping in the Caribbean was something she would never have done before. They played together like dolphins and she made sure to keep just out of his reach. In a mood like this, she couldn’t tell what her pirate might do.
After a few minutes of splashing and water tag, she surfaced to find herself alone. Somewhere in the back of her mind she heard the heavy, thrumming tune to Jaws and knew Jared was probably under her right now watching her kick lazily to stay afloat.
She looked down just as Jared swam up the length of her in a rush of bubbles. He grabbed her as she screamed in delight.
The warm water made their skin slick and slippery as he held her close. His chest teased at her nipples. He raised her so her breasts bobbed on the surface between them. He reached for one with his mouth and she moved closer, letting the thrill of his mouth arrow to her sex.
His cock stirred against her thigh and she warmed immediately. She slid her legs around his hips, hoping to entice him inside.
Rivulets of water cascaded from his face to his chest where the droplets caught in the hair, like diamonds. He lifted her, pressed his face between her breasts and blew a raspberry against her chest, making her laugh.
Before she knew what he was doing, he raised her to float on the surface and began suckling her breasts again.
“Mm, salty,” he said, while rolling a nipple with his tongue. “Do you taste like this all over?”
“I have no idea, you’ll have to find that out for yourself,” she teased, feeling her moisture gather for him.
He continued his ministrations on her breasts, all the while breaking into murmurs of what he was planning for later. “Long, slow kisses,” he said, making her moan. “A little exploring with my fingers,” he added, “to see how deep you are, how wet you become.”
She sighed, trying to think of something she could add to the conversation, but he wouldn’t give her time to think. She floated under the sun of the warm Caribbean Sea listening to his deeply erotic voice, with the lap of the water at her center. She drifted, aware only of the sensation of freedom and arousal.
Fingers brushing her curls, small wavelets dancing against her, his heated voice against her ear, caused tremors of desire to run through her.
She glanced down to see his hand between her thighs, creating the little waves that crashed against her shore. “Oh, Jared, touch me,” she pleaded. “This isn’t enough.”
He brought her down to line up against him in the water and she felt his rigid erection against her belly.
“Here?” she asked, preparing to lift her legs around his waist.
“No, here,” he said and hoisted her onto the swim grid. Lifting her legs over his shoulders, he buried his head between her thighs and set to work opening her with his lips and tongue. “Mm, you’re delicious this way,” he said.
She braced her hands behind her and spread her thighs giving him everything he sought. He sucked her clit into his mouth and she thought she would die with the ecstasy, tumble into the water and give in to the wild feel of him. But she held on, not wanting to miss one iota of what he was doing. His tongue entered her over and over while his fingers, oh, his fingers did marvelous things.
She shuddered again and again until she cried out, “Enough! I can’t take anymore.”
She managed to peek at him and was stunned by the beauty of his expression. He was enjoying himself as much as she was and she realized that for him, sex was a give-give thing.
And that was unfair.
“Please, you’ve got to let me taste you now. Right now,” she said firmly, scrambling to the side so he could climb aboard.
“I like it when you’re bossy,” he said with a wicked grin. He hoisted himself onto the swim grid and settled himself on the open hatchway, displaying his cock like a flag. It was
Skinny dipping in the Caribbean was something she would never have done before. They played together like dolphins and she made sure to keep just out of his reach. In a mood like this, she couldn’t tell what her pirate might do.
After a few minutes of splashing and water tag, she surfaced to find herself alone. Somewhere in the back of her mind she heard the heavy, thrumming tune to Jaws and knew Jared was probably under her right now watching her kick lazily to stay afloat.
She looked down just as Jared swam up the length of her in a rush of bubbles. He grabbed her as she screamed in delight.
The warm water made their skin slick and slippery as he held her close. His chest teased at her nipples. He raised her so her breasts bobbed on the surface between them. He reached for one with his mouth and she moved closer, letting the thrill of his mouth arrow to her sex.
His cock stirred against her thigh and she warmed immediately. She slid her legs around his hips, hoping to entice him inside.
Rivulets of water cascaded from his face to his chest where the droplets caught in the hair, like diamonds. He lifted her, pressed his face between her breasts and blew a raspberry against her chest, making her laugh.
Before she knew what he was doing, he raised her to float on the surface and began suckling her breasts again.
“Mm, salty,” he said, while rolling a nipple with his tongue. “Do you taste like this all over?”
“I have no idea, you’ll have to find that out for yourself,” she teased, feeling her moisture gather for him.
He continued his ministrations on her breasts, all the while breaking into murmurs of what he was planning for later. “Long, slow kisses,” he said, making her moan. “A little exploring with my fingers,” he added, “to see how deep you are, how wet you become.”
She sighed, trying to think of something she could add to the conversation, but he wouldn’t give her time to think. She floated under the sun of the warm Caribbean Sea listening to his deeply erotic voice, with the lap of the water at her center. She drifted, aware only of the sensation of freedom and arousal.
Fingers brushing her curls, small wavelets dancing against her, his heated voice against her ear, caused tremors of desire to run through her.
She glanced down to see his hand between her thighs, creating the little waves that crashed against her shore. “Oh, Jared, touch me,” she pleaded. “This isn’t enough.”
He brought her down to line up against him in the water and she felt his rigid erection against her belly.
“Here?” she asked, preparing to lift her legs around his waist.
“No, here,” he said and hoisted her onto the swim grid. Lifting her legs over his shoulders, he buried his head between her thighs and set to work opening her with his lips and tongue. “Mm, you’re delicious this way,” he said.
She braced her hands behind her and spread her thighs giving him everything he sought. He sucked her clit into his mouth and she thought she would die with the ecstasy, tumble into the water and give in to the wild feel of him. But she held on, not wanting to miss one iota of what he was doing. His tongue entered her over and over while his fingers, oh, his fingers did marvelous things.
She shuddered again and again until she cried out, “Enough! I can’t take anymore.”
She managed to peek at him and was stunned by the beauty of his expression. He was enjoying himself as much as she was and she realized that for him, sex was a give-give thing.
And that was unfair.
“Please, you’ve got to let me taste you now. Right now,” she said firmly, scrambling to the side so he could climb aboard.
“I like it when you’re bossy,” he said with a wicked grin. He hoisted himself onto the swim grid and settled himself on the open hatchway, displaying his cock like a flag. It was
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