And it made me appreciate her.
Something about the joy on her face went straight into my chest. I loved hurting her, but I also loved making her happy. I loved giving her expensive clothes and jewels. I loved taking her to places she would never experience on her own. When she gave me something, I wanted to give back in return. Normally, I just took and took until there was nothing left.
Once she had her fill of the view she turned to me. “Swim with me.”
I was under her command for the next twenty-four hours so I complied. “Whatever you want.”
***
She swam around in the water and looked at the fish circling our feet. Absorbed in the beauty of her world she examined everything like a rare jewel. When she finished she swam up to me and wrapped her legs around my waist. Her arms hooked around my neck and she waded in the water with me. “The water feels so nice.” Her wet hair clung to her skin and her eyes ran with make up, but she even made that look good.
“It does.” Nothing beats the warm waters of the Mediterranean. People traveled from all over the world just to see it.
She pressed her face to mine and kissed me, our bodies bobbing in the water. Her mouth tasted like salt but I relished the sting. No matter how she tasted I want her on my tongue.
She reached her hand under the water and pulled down my swim trunk so my cock could emerge. “Make love to me.”
Those words rubbed me the wrong way. I did it once before and enjoyed it, but it was still a hurdle I couldn’t easily overcome. Like ice-cold water I had to slowly walk into it. If it weren’t necessary to keep her around, I wouldn’t do it at all. I wouldn’t do it for anybody. “Not here.”
She bit my bottom my bottom lip aggressively, refusing no as an answer.
“I don’t want anyone to see you.” I didn’t care if they saw me. But I didn’t want them to beat off to me fucking her in the water. She was mine to enjoy, not to share.
She pulled shorts up and gave my lips a soft kiss. “Then let’s get in the shower.”
***
She feather light and limber. My large hands gripped her ass and I slowly lowered her onto my cock. The showerhead that hung from the ceiling covered us both with warm water. My cock felt her slickness with each thrust I made, spreading her lips to accommodate my size and girth.
She wrapped her arms around my neck and moaned every time her pussy lowered onto my length. She used her arms to move with me, excitement escaping her voice in the form of loud moans. They bounced off the tiles in the shower and echoed in the bathroom, amplifying every cry she made.
I lifted her up and down and enjoyed listening to her. Knowing how much she loved it egged me on. It was my pleasure to hurt her but it was also my honor to make her feel good.
I enjoyed both.
“I’m gonna come...” She dug her nails into the back of my neck and breathed hard through the pleasure. “God, your dick feels so good.”
Her pussy felt like liquid heaven.
She whimpered against my mouth, loving the feeling of her pussy constricting with euphoria. I listened to her moan and felt my cock throb. She suddenly tightened around me, releasing a loud yell that filled the entire house. She rested her forehead against mine as she enjoyed it from beginning to end. “Oh...”
I continued to rock into her, staring at those thick lashes I’d recently become obsessed with. She had the plumpest lips I’d ever seen. I loved pulling them into my mouth and feeling their softness. When she enjoyed me and made it known I wanted to keep going. I wanted to work for those buttons.
Instead of hitting my threshold I kept pumping into her. Her pussy was indescribable around my cock. My chest heaved with excitement. I wanted to come inside her but I also wanted to keep going. “I’m going to make you come again.”
She was still high from her climax. Her eyes drooped with heaviness and the area between her legs was slick. “Twice?”
I nodded as I pounded into her.
“Wow. I didn’t think that was possible.”
“Anything is possible with me.”
***
Lars dropped off dinner then we spent the evening lying in the hammock on the deck. The sky grew progressively darker and the sand of the beach was no longer visible. But the ocean was still loud on our ears. It crashed against the sand, rising with the appearance of the moon.
She lay against my chest with her leg tucked between mine. Her hair was scattered around her shoulders, and her blue eyes were heavy with sleep. We spent nearly an hour within the shower.