bedroom. It was all gleaming wood and granite surfaces with white and navy blue drapes and monogrammed linens.
She stopped at the foot of the bed and he stood behind her, his hands on her waist. They were anxious and nervous, as well.
“How many women have you had in here? It doesn’t matter, but I want to know.”
“None,” he said. “You can believe that or not, but this boat is my sanctuary. You’re the only one.”
He stood watching her as she took off her lacy bra and stepped out of her silk panties.
She climbed onto the bed like a cat, lay on her side and smiled at him as he began to undress. Her breath drew in sharply when he slipped out of his boxer briefs and she saw the size of him.
He lay beside her and drew her to him. She pulled him closer with her legs and rubbed against him. His hand went to her pussy and a shock went through him as he discovered it, hot, soft, and so wet. He slid his fingers over it and she moaned and pushed toward his hand. He found her little slit and tested it with his finger and as it had been the night before, it was clinched tightly against him.
She had her hand on his cock and was moaning as she felt the pulsing veins and big, silky head. “I want this in me,” she cried, “please, just give it to me now and we’ll go slower next time, I need it.”
He was working to open her but she was writhing with need and he realized he had to calm her and himself or he would simply plunge into her and cause her pain. He turned her away from him and she thrust her firm, round ass against him. Finally, he said, “Charlotte, I need to work into you slowly or you’ll be torn up. Do you hear me? We have to go at this slowly. I’m going to open you up a bit. Can you work with me?”
She turned onto her back and there were tears of frustration in her eyes, “alright,” she said, but she couldn’t stop shaking.
He pulled the duvet up around them, turned on his side and drew close to her. His leg went between hers and nudged them apart. His cock was throbbing and he was acutely aware of it, but he willed himself to think about her and open her easily. He said, “Take my hand and use it, you’re in control.”
Her shaking was almost violent now and he put his big hand in hers and let her guide it to her pussy.
“Show me,” he said and she stroked his fingers against the lips and ground her clit against them. She came fast and hard and as she lifted her hips against his hand he worked a finger into her. He left it in her as she shuddered and calmed, her pussy clinching hard on his finger.
She turned toward him and hid her face in his neck, kissing and licking his sensitive skin. It drove him crazy, her lips on him, one minute she was the rational lawyer and then suddenly she was a wild sex kitten.
“Wrap this leg around me,” he said, as they lay face to face. She moved her leg over his hip and because he didn’t want to remove his finger he said, “Bend your knee and move it higher.”
She did and he covered her mouth with his own, their tongues exploring and she seemed to stop thinking and he could slide his finger in and out.
He felt her stiffen as he worked another finger into her. “Relax baby, I need to make some room if you want me in you,” he said and she tried not to fight him. She was so wet that he managed it and she breathed hard against him, her little pussy tightened as if to push him out. He worked her clit with his thumb and she sucked harder at his mouth. “Cum for me, Charlotte, let go again and I