“Take this off.” My hand reaches under her to unclip her bra.
“Finn. We can’t do this out in the open.”
I chuckle and look around. “There’s nobody here but the turtles.” Facing the side of the boat, I shout, “Hey, Ninja Turtles, if this boat’s rocking, don’t come knocking.”
Shelly giggles, her tits jiggling as her chest shakes. “You’re so adorbs.”
“Not as adorable as you.” I pull the bra straps down her arms. Her breasts spill out and I swoop down to take one between my teeth before suckling on her taught nipple, loving how it feels against the flat of my tongue. I move to the next one to give it the same attention until they’re both swollen.
Moving south, I kiss her soft stomach, my fingersfinding the elastic to her knickers. “Did I mention I like tacos?”
Her belly jiggles with a laugh. “You may have mentioned it.”
My fingers hook under the fabric and gently tug, waiting for her signal that she wants this. “Did I mention just how much I like them?”
She lifts her bottom, allowing me to slide her knickers down her thick thighs, over the turtle tattoo she has there. “You’ll have to show me just how much.”
I don’t need any more signals than that. I toss the knickers over my shoulder, not caring where they land. She won’t be wearing them again today. Not while I’m around, anyway.
I run my palms down her inner thighs and push her legs wide open. She sucks in a breath; the breeze hitting her little pink pearl peeking out between her folds.
Her legs tremble as my thumb dips into her heat and slides upwards, coating her clit in her slickness. I place my other hand over the light dusting of hair and hold her in place while I slide two fingers inside, loving how her hips buck against my hand.
Sinking farther into her soft channel, I almost come, imagining what my dick’s gonna feel like snug inside her. I pull my fingers out and hold up the clear liquid webbing between my fingers. “Is this all for me?”
She lifts on her elbows with panting breaths and wide eyes as she watches me lick my fingers clean. Tasting her arousal for the first time has me high. “Finn, stop teasing me. I can’t stand it.”
I rub her clit again with my thumb. “Say my name again.”
“What?”
I circle her pearl. “Say my name.”
“Finnegan, something.” She moans, her thighs trembling. “I can’t remember your full name.”
My lips curl upwards. “Just Finn’s what I wanted to hear, but let me spell out my full name for you with my tongue.”
Her body tenses as I get to work, dipping into her wetness and licking all the way to her clit. My dick’s rock hard and chafing against the wet fabric of my boxers. I reach down and free my dick, pulling my boxers down my thighs. The wet fabric clings to my legs, but I ignore it and focus on my girl as she squirms under me, lifting her hips to meet my tongue with each lick.
I slide my fingers back into her heat, needing to make her come before I do, which won’t be long at this rate. My dick’s already weeping. Crooking my digits inside her, I search for her G-spot while I continue licking her clit. She wriggles like a fish on a hook, but I’m the one who’s fallen hook, line and sinker.
Her fingers tangle in my hair, and she makes a fist, calling out my name again. I keep the rhythm going with my tongue while I stroke the spot inside her that’s sending her wild.
Her fist tightens in my hair. “Finn, don’t stop. Oh my gosh, Finn.”
She doesn’t need to tell me. I know my task and there’s no way I’m stopping until she tightens around my fingers and gushes all over my hand and face, though she’s already dripping with arousal. The sweet and sour taste of her is my new favourite cuisine.
Her hips buck, her back arches. She clenches a fist, pulling on my hair, sending a shiver straight to my throbbing cock. Her moans are like music to my ears, telling me I’m doing a good job, encouraging me and spurring me on.
And there it is. A gush of warmth floods my hand as she squeezes my fingers. I don’t stop milking her until she can’t take any more. When the tightening slows to small pulses, I slip my fingers out and lick her clean, circling her entrance with my tongue.
I’m high as a fucking kite on her scent. My dick twitches, bobbing against my stomach, reminding me it’s his turn next.
Leaning up, I’ve never seen anything more beautiful than her flushed chest and cheeks. She’s catching her breath, eyes hooded, and a satiated smile on her face.
I crawl on top of my girl, peppering kisses all the way up her soft body. My dick desperate to slip inside her. I kiss her lips.
Her hips rise to meet my dick. “I want you inside me, Finn.”
