Chapter 16 #3
His dick was already in his hand, and he was strokin’ it slow like he knew I wanted it.
It wasn’t fully hard yet, but it didn’t matter. That shit was big, thick and sittin’ heavy in his hand, and the way his muscles moved when he stepped closer had me stuck for a second.
“Come take a shower with me, baby,” he said, holdin’ his hand out.
I took it without even thinkin’.
The bathroom was just as crazy as the rest of the yacht. It had marble floors, a glass shower big as hell, rainfall water comin’ down from above and soft lightin’ that made everything feel warmer than it already was.
Renza stood there strokin’ his dick while he watched me undress, his eyes locked on mine like he wasn’t missin’ shit.
I stepped out my dress slow, lettin’ it fall, never breakin’ eye contact with him. By the time I stepped into the shower, the water was already runnin’ down over me. The shit felt so good, I didn’t even realize that I had bit my lip and closed my eyes.
He stepped in right behind me and smacked my ass.
“Sexy ass,” he said low.
I reached for the towel rack, but before I could grab anything, his hand caught my arm.
He pulled it behind my back like he was cuffin’ me, and it was firm enough to make me gasp while my palms pressed against the wall.
“Renza…baby…” I breathed out.
Before I could even settle, I felt his dick push inside me.
“Fuck…” I moaned, my head droppin’ forward while my body pushed back on him, tryin’ to take all of it.
The water ran down my face and back while he gripped my hips and fucked me slow at first, draggin’ his strokes out so I could feel every inch of his dick.
I had to lift up on my toes just to take it.
My fingers slid against the wall while I tried to stay up, my face pressed against the tile as the water ran over it.
Then he picked it up. His pace got deeper, and I could feel his balls slappin’ against my clit while he fucked me from behind, the sound mixin’ with the water and both of our moans.
“Baby…” I cried, reachin’ back to grab his thigh, tryin’ to slow him down just a little.
He slid his hands up my body, cuppin’ my titties while he kept movin’ in and out of me.
“Come on, baby,” he said in my ear. “Stop actin’ like you don’t know how to take this dick. Stop actin’ like you ain’t had it in this pussy a million times.”
“I do…” I moaned, my nails diggin’ into him.
“Then act like it.”
The way he said it had my pussy clenchin’ around him without me even tryin’.
He kept fuckin’ me until I was damn near losin’ it, my voice echoing off the walls while my body tried to keep up with him.
By the time he pulled his dick out, I let out a deep breath, still wantin’ more even though I was already full.
We washed up after that, slower this time, and lettin’ the water run while we caught our breath.
When we stepped out, he handed me a towel and we dried off together, movin’ slower now like neither one of us was in a rush to break away from each other.
His hands stayed on me, slidin’ over my skin while the water still clung to us, and before I could even step away, he pulled me right back into him.
Our bodies pressed together, and he leaned down and kissed me. His tongue slid into my mouth while his hands gripped my waist and held me tight. I wrapped my arms around his neck, kissin’ him back just as heavy, feelin’ him all over again like we hadn’t just fucked.
Eventually, I eased back just enough to look at him, my hands still restin’ on his chest before I turned and walked back into the room to grab my hair products.
When I returned to the bathroom and came back out, he wasn’t in the room.
The balcony door was open, so I walked out, and the first thing that hit me was the ocean.
It stretched out in every direction, dark and endless, with nothin’ but the sound of water movin’ under us.
The yacht cut through it smooth. The wind brushed over my skin, and the sky above us was wide and open with nothin’ around for miles.
It felt far from everything, and that shit scared me for a minute.
Renza stood at the rail, still naked with a drink in his hand, blowin’ smoke out slow while he looked out over the dark ocean.
“This is beautiful,” I said, steppin’ closer.
He looked at me, took a sip, then hit his blunt. “Just like you, baby.”
I smiled and moved closer until my body right against his. Then he stepped behind me, his warmth pressin’ into me again.
After a minute, he set his drink down and pushed my hair to the side, kissin’ along my neck again.
I felt his dick growin’ against my ass, and my pussy started throbbin’ all over again. He turned me around and looked down at me.
“You been enjoyin’ yaself with my family, baby?”
“I have,” I replied. “I love your mom. She funny and cool.”
“That’s good,” he said, pullin’ me closer. “Real shit, I hope you know that I want you here with me.”
I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him, pressin’ into him while he kissed me back just as deep.
Next thing I knew, he lifted me up like it wasn’t nothin’, like my weight didn’t even cross his mind, and even though I already knew he was strong enough to handle me, the way he did it so easy still did somethin’ to me.
He sat me on the padded bench built into the balcony, settin’ me down steady before he dropped down and spread my legs.
“Baby… fuck…” I whimpered when his mouth hit my pussy, his tongue movin’ slow at first before he started suckin’ on my clit.
I gripped the edge behind me while he held my thighs open, his hands spread wide against them, keepin’ me exactly where he wanted me.
His mouth moved from my pussy down to my inner thighs, kissin’ and lickin’ along them slow, takin’ his time.
His beard brushed against my skin, and it was already wet from the water and from me.
That shit had me shiverin’ while I tried to keep still.
The ocean moved behind us while he kept movin’ between my thighs and back to my pussy, lickin’ all over me, suckin’, kissin’ and not missin’ a spot.
His face was wet, his beard was soaked, my thighs was slick and glistenin’, and every time he came back to my clit, he gave it just enough pressure to make my body jerk.
“Baby… you suckin’ my pussy so fuckin’ good…” I cried, diggin’ my nails in his waves while he went harder.
He held my thighs open wider and buried his face deeper, his tongue pressin’ and flickin’ while he sucked on my clit again, keepin’ that same rhythm that had my legs startin’ to shake. My hips lifted on their own, grindin’ into his mouth while he kept goin’, not lettin’ up or slowin’ down.
By the time I came, my whole body shook, my mouth fallin’ open while my head tipped back, my chest risin’ and fallin’ hard as that feelin’ ran all through me. My thighs tightened around him, tremblin’, and I could still feel the pressure of his mouth on my pussy even after he lifted up.
He stood right back up without even wipin’ his mouth, his beard still wet, glistenin’, and before I could even catch my breath, he wrapped his arm around my back and pushed his dick back inside me.
I gasped, my hands reachin’ for him while my legs stayed lifted and bent open on the bench. He adjusted me like he knew exactly how he wanted me. His hands slid down my legs, holdin’ me still while he kept pushin’ his dick in me deep and slow.
His strokes were long and slow this time. They were heavy, and I felt every bit of it as I leaned into him. My face pressed into his chest while I held on to him, lettin’ my body move with his.
One of his hands slid lower down my leg until he reached my foot, holdin’ it in place while he kept movin’ inside me. He kept my body open and my pussy wet as fuck.
“Fuck…” I breathed out against him, my mouth still parted while he kept that same pace, draggin’ his dick in and out of me.
All I could do was stay right here, pressed into him while he fucked me like this; out here in the middle of the ocean, with nothin’ but water and darkness around us.
And he fucked and sucked me like this all night.