One Week in Belize (The Complete Series) by Camille Martin

Author:Camille Martin [Martin, Camille]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harker Serials
Published: 2015-08-10T23:00:00+00:00

Turned out, Joshua knew how to drive a boat, too, among his many talents. He had chartered a beautiful speedboat, all white and shiny, with teal accents and chrome controls and soft padded seats. We flew over the water through the blue Caribbean until all land disappeared from the horizon. Then he slowed the boat until it stopped and bobbed gently on our wake until it stilled almost completely on the calm sea.

I peeled my t-shirt and shorts, then, after a moment’s deliberation, my bikini too, and stretched out over the back row of seats in nothing but my floppy sun hat. It was 11 am on a Wednesday, and I was in the middle of heaven. Would I ever want to leave? It was all too much, this indulgence. Would it become commonplace, rote and tedious as my life had back home? Or would this pleasure persist?

A shadow passed over me, and I opened my eyes. Joshua stood over me smiling. His shorts were unbuttoned and hung low on his hips. He held up a bottle of sunscreen.

“You need some lotion or you’re going to burn.”

He knelt beside me and warmed a palmful of lotion by rubbing his hands together, then slid his hands over my stomach to either side of my waist. My hips lifted from the seat as he slid his hands under, cupping my ass. He massaged the lotion into my bottom, down the backs of my legs, then my inner thighs. His fingertips brushed between my legs.

I moaned softly and slid off the seat to join him on the floor. He sat back, leaning against the side of the boat, and pulled me back into him. I lay back into his warm chest.

I arched my back as he slid his hands up and under my breasts, then over, cupping them in his slick, warm lotioned hands. He rubbed my nipples with his thumbs, then slid his hands back down, under my breasts, up again, lifting them up and sliding his hands up and down over their fullness. My nipples hardened. I arched back into him, my head rested back on his shoulder, my lips parted, my breathing heavy.

His erection was growing. It pressed into my lower back, and I wriggled against him. I reached back, found the open waistband of his shorts, and pulled out his cock, sliding my hand up and down the length as it grew and throbbed. Then I let go and pressed back into him, rubbing him up and down, his slick cock sliding between my lotioned ass cheeks.

“Oh God,” he breathed in my ear. “Oh God, Mrs. Taylor.”

I lifted myself with my arms, tilted my hips, and guided his huge cock inside my pussy.

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