I exhale a deep breath.Patience and I have no fucking relationship at all, because I was clearly missed when my ration was being doled out, but yet, with Sophia, I have all the patience in the world.The light to my dark, she will be mine.Of that, I have no doubt.It is just a matter of time.
And patience, because I fully intend to win.No matter the intricacies of the game, I will ensure that at the end of the day, my kitten screams my name and wants to be mine.
I place a swim robe around her shoulders to cover her.Not that my captain will be looking at the stern but no one is going to see Sophia in this skimpy little bikini, and in this state of desire, except for me.“Come, let’s go for a swim.We may have missed the dolphins, but they usually can be seen swimming beside the yacht in this area for quite some time.We can see them from the pool.”
I stop at the bar and leave my sandals by a bar stool, and peel the robe from her shoulders as we reach the pool area.“So beautiful, and very, very soft and pink.Just like a little kitten.”
Sophia smirks but her dark eyes dance with golden flecks of light.“With claws, remember the claws.Especially when I don’t get my way.”
I laugh, pouring us each a sangria from the pitcher filled with wine and fruit.I raise a glass and clink it with hers.“To deals that will be most pleasurable and fulfilling to all.”
My little kitten tries to hide her smile behind the glass of sangria before taking a sip.“You think you’re going to win, but nothing could be farther from the truth.What if I’m using you to get information I need for the family, what if I know you’re attracted to me and that I can manipulate the situation?”She’s trying to show her claws when she should not.
I smirk and my dick throbs.“You challenge me, kitten, in the most playful of ways.Come, let’s relax for a few moments and we can get in the water.Then I’ll show you just who is attracted to who, and who is in charge of this little game we play.”
Her eyes dance with unspoken delight.One thing is a fact, Sophia will be my wife.
I take her hand and walk her across the deck of the yacht, folding myself into one of the chaise lounges by the pool, watching the lean muscle of Sophia’s long legs as she settles into her own.My gaze wanders over her taut abdomen in the very skimpy suit I selected, knowing it was going to fit the round globes of her ass and peach-sized breasts as perfectly as my hands.
We are content to relax and soak in the warmth until the clouds fully dissipate and the sun brightens in intensity.
I grab a container from the bag Elsie packed and sit on the edge of her chaise to pour a coconut scented sunscreen into my hands and warm it.Her eyes meet mine as I stroke the delicate skin of her face.“You’re beautiful, but your skin is delicate.You’ll fry in this sun.”I smooth the warmed liquid and caress the gentle skin of her face and neck before running my fingers gently over her cleavage, dipping into the soft folds of her breasts to protect her from the rays.
Sophia’s chest rises and falls quicker with every stroke, and the little pulse on the side of her neck begins to beat quicker than before.
“Turn over, and lay on your belly,” I command.
Her eyebrows lift, but she does as I ask, flipping neatly over, facing the sea with her feet toward the deck in front of the pool.I point just beyond the yacht’s wake, to a school of dolphins who are anxious to greet us with their tricks.
Sophia squeals with delight as they jump and spin, gracefully rising out of the water to give us a splendid show.“They’re beautiful,” she exclaims, half laughing as another shower of dolphins begins flipping in succession.
They slowly bring their show to an end, swimming along the boat for a while before losing interest and heading back out to sea.“That was absolutely surreal.”
I smooth more of the coconut laced cream onto her legs, starting with the back of her thighs, caressing her skin while protecting her from the damage of rays.Her legs are so lean and graceful, and her calves are the most delicate I’ve ever seen.“Still dancing?”I ask, caressing the arch of her foot just to let her know I’m there.
She nods, turning her head to the side.I lean up and place a hat from the table onto her head, tilting it to keep the sun from her delicate skin.“I like the heat on my skin,” she murmurs as I rub the arches of her feet and then slowly work my way up the length of her calves, back of her thighs, and run my finger along the inside of her center.
“I don’t think that needs protecting,” she murmurs, as though half asleep and not alive with the same desire that thrums between my legs.
My finger slides along the silky-smooth skin, gently moving the dainty material to expose exactly what I want, caressing the opening that is already slick with the moisture I knew would be there.“You’re wet with cream for me already, kitten?”
“No, I need protection from you.”
I smirk.“I’m pretty sure there is no protection for you in that area, my little kitten.”I run my finger along her slit, gently gliding it from the center, stroking over her sensitive skin and the little nub that makes her ass cheeks tighten around my finger.”
“Say my name, kitten.I want to hear you scream it today.”
Sophia shakes her head but her eyes flare with need.
I stroke her again, running my finger through her cream before rubbing over that little nub, and then back again and then doing it again.“Say my name, kitten.”
Her head shakes, once and then twice.“It’s so good, but I can’t scream your name, Massimo.Not like this,” she whispers.“I don’t plan to lose this little game of yours no matter how much torture you put me through.”
I remove my finger and smile at the gentle huff.She sits up and turns to face me as I place the finger in my mouth, tasting her cream.“Delicious, kitten.”
“A taste,” I ask, holding out a finger to share.
Her hazy eyes narrow, and I follow the movement down the length of her graceful neck as she suckles it, not embarrassed at all at obeying me, and then daintily swallows.She’s fucking perfect.“Come, we’ll take a little swim now.”
