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“Give me my pussy.” I held her waist, pushing her up. She quickly complied, grabbed the headboard, and sat on my face.
She was drenched as always, and her sweet, succulent taste flooded my senses. I inhaled her scent before I went on feasting. Her clit pulsed as I suckled into my mouth. Her thighs quivered, her scream echoing in the room.
“Baby, you might want to tone down your voice. The door to the veranda is opened, and they will come running, thinking someone screams a bloody murder.” I kept the door open, the white curtain dancing against the salty breeze.
“Fuck you. Then don’t eat me.”
“No can do.” I chuckled before I flattened my tongue against her folds, laving up her clit.
“Fuck.” Shuddering, she pushed her pussy into my face, grinding against my mouth.
With my thumbs, I spread her pussy lips before I plunged the tip of my tongue inside her. I knew she was going to come sooner, so I fucked her, and she began rocking her hips into me. It didn’t take seconds, and her body quaked as she came all over my face.
Before she fell onto me, I held her waist and pushed her down so I could kiss her, allowing her to taste her sweetness in my mouth.
She moaned as I glided my tongue inside her and positioned my aching cock at her entrance. One push, she welcomed me into her heat, then I fucked her harder until she screamed my name once again.
***
We sat across from each other on the veranda. She had a satisfying smile as she glanced at the ocean.
If we could stay here longer, I could spend more time with her in bed, stroll along the seashore, go to the market, and go boat riding and sightseeing. Unfortunately, my assistant had already reminded me of my pending work.
I watched her in awe. She was so beautiful. The pain and horror in her eyes were fading. All I could see was a happy woman enjoying her vacation and having fun with me in bed.
“How’s your pussy?”
Her head snapped in my direction. “What?”
“I asked you how’s-”
“I heard you.” Her eyes widened a bit. “But why were you asking me about it?”
“I want to know what you were thinking. I’ve stared at you for minutes, but you did not notice me.”
“Babe, I can feel you when you’re looking at me. Since you did not talk, I just looked at the ocean. It’s beautiful and serene.”
I reached out for her hand. “I really want to extend our stay, or maybe we go to France, but work at home is piling up.”
“It’s okay.” She squeezed my hand. “We can take another leave on Thanksgiving or Christmas holidays.”
“That’s months away.”
“I know, but you have businesses to run, and they need you there.”
I sighed as I took her hand and pressed it against my lips. “I never had fun like this in a long, long time.”
“Which one is the most memorable?”
I smirked, and she instantly rolled her eyes as if she knew what I had in mind.
“Never mind.” She rose to her feet, ready to flee.
“Where do you think you’re going?” I caught her elbow, pulling her into me.
“I wanna swim while the sun is not too hot.”
“You’re too hot.” I patted my lap, and she sat on me willingly.
“You’re too naughty.” She giggled as I wrapped my arms around her.
“Says the girl who never stopped teasing me last night.”
Last night, she was naughty, teasing me constantly, nipping the skin on my abdomen while I was talking with Linden on the phone. So when I found my neckties, I tied her wrists up and her ankles to the bedposts. I had a feeling she fantasized about a position like that.
“Can’t we have a little fun?”
“It was fun, and I’m glad you put your restrain down. Just tell me if everything becomes too much for you.”
“I really need to go swimming now.”
“I’ll come with you.”
“No, babe. I’m sure you have things to do. I can swim on my own.”
I looked down at the beach- it was beautiful and seemed to be calling me. “Okay. Don’t swim too far.”
She cupped my face and smooched me on the lips. “Don’t work too hard.”
“I’m not working.”
“I’m not an idiot, and it’s okay.”
She went inside the room to change, and I stayed at the veranda for a while.
A few minutes later, she called my name. “Babe, I’m going down now.”
“Take care and have fun.” I picked up my phone and called Linden, but he didn’t pick up.
“Boss?” Owen called me from the window.
“Yeah?” I got up from the chair. “I’ll come.”
I got out of the room and met Owen in the hallway. “What is it?”
“Our flight is confirmed. We can leave tonight.”
“Have you talked to Linden? He did not pick up my call.”
He checked his wristwatch. “He’s still in the briefing.”
“I’ll call back.”
“Is something wrong?”
“No. I want updates on the situation with Sicilianos.”
He nodded in understanding. “He’ll call you back.”
“Thanks, OB.”
I went down to the beach while Maverick was swimming in her yellow swimsuit. She brought a towel, lotion, and a phone with her. I sat in a chair.
I grabbed her phone, which was Passcode-protected. I tried her birthday number, and it unlocked, making me smile.
I went to the photos and found some of her selfies. What caught my attention was a picture of me sleeping. I clicked the camera function and took a picture while she was swimming. The image was spectacular, with the blue ocean in the background.
Then I changed to video mode, and she just emerged from the water, and damn, she was the hottest fucking thing I’d ever seen. It seemed that I was watching a slow-mo scene in a movie. Her hips weren’t too wide, but her waist was thin, making her sexier, and those damn thighs and legs, and the skimpy thin material covering her goods.
Maverick had medium size tits, but they looked perfect on her.
“How did you bypass my passcode?”
I lifted my gaze, meeting her narrowed eyes. “Damn it, baby. You’re beautiful.”
“Isn’t that why you chose me?”
I strolled my gaze from her head to her hips. “No. I didn’t want a temporary, beautiful wife. I chose you because you looked delinquent in your picture.” I lied. If I wanted a wife, why not beautiful and hot at the same time? She fit that category perfectly.
“Excuse me?” She grabbed her phone.
“Yeah.”
“You took a picture of me?”
“I can also be your photographer, cheerleader, mentor, and best friend.”
“Babe, you’re that kind of husband.” She smiled as she watched the video. “Damn.”
“I told you, you’re hot.”
“No.”
“No?”
“I mean, this video is good.”
“Because the model is gorgeous.”
“Thanks. I’ll post this-”
“No. That’s for my eyes only.”
She glared at me. “No. I’m posting this.”
“And let all men watch and like it?”
“And so?” She arched a brow in a challenge.” I thought you were my cheerleader.”
Fuck. “Fine.”
“Thanks.” She kissed me out of her joy. Now, I regret my actions.
“Boss?”
I groaned as I turned to Owen, and the look on his face almost caught me off guard.
“What’s wrong?”