"How's your night so far?" Marco asked, wiping his mouth with a napkin.
"It's amazing. The food is delicious." I said, looking up from my food.
He laughed. "It's always about the food, isn't it?"
"Don't be so jealous, Vasilios." I grinned. "I like your company too."
"My girlfriend just chose food over me." He shook his head and let out a disapproving sound. "What is life?"
"Oh god Vasilios, you're so dramatic." I laughed, kicking his knee from underneath the table.
"Ouch!" he yelped, rubbing his knee under the table. "Bytheway pudding, you look gorgeous. I don't even need to tell you that, you know."
"It's always nice to hear it from you Vasilios. To hear it from a handsome man himself."
"Not gonna lie, you just boost my ego."
I laughed at that and continued dinner. I tried to taste a little of everything and it all tasted so good.
After dinner we went outside on the deck to get some fresh air. It was a full moon night and everything was so bright. It was silent, the only sound we heard was our breathing and the sound of water hitting the side of the yacht. I stared at the beautiful view in front of me. Marco was right when he told me that the Brooklyn Bridge was even more beautiful at night.
I turned around to face Marco who was standing behind me. His body was pressed against mine and I could feel his erection pressing on my butt. He looked down at me and frowned. If he thinks that I can't feel it, he's so wrong.
"Can you tell your big boy to calm down?" I asked, trying to shove him away but he just stood there firmly watching my small frame.
He didn't say anything, instead he went with his thumb over my lips and started to kiss me gently yet demanding. "I told you, lace is not a good idea." he whispered seductively in my ear. His hand went to my back as he pushed me into his gorgeous chest. My body trembled against his as I felt the effect he had on me. My body seemed so excited to his touch while my mind was yelling for him to stop. He stopped kissing me and watched me intently as he tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.
It has not been a month yet, he has to wait.
Screw my mind.
When I looked up in his bright blue eyes the swirls of emotion I saw in there made me gasp.
Lust and desire.
Before I could say something, he yanked me closer to him and covered my mouth with his in a hungry kiss. As our lips crushed together, I felt like I was walking on cloud nine. His mouth was so warm, the caress of his lips softer than before and I opened my mouth with a low moan.
"Fuck!" He cursed incoherently as his fingers found the zipper of my dress. He was halfway unzipping it when I realized what was going on.
"Stop!" I whisper-yelled breathlessly. "We're outside."
He smirked mischievously and before I could say anything else he picked me up and threw me over his shoulders with my butt sticking in the air.
"Vasilios!" I squealed, hitting him from behind. "I can walk!"
He chuckled lowly and stroked my butt. I let out a loud gasp. He's not going to do what I think he's going to do.
"AAH!" I yelled out as I felt a painful sting on my right butt cheek. He did not just spank me. "You little motherfu---AAH!"
This time my left butt cheek became the victim of his spanking. "I told you." he said stroking the place where he spanked me. "Lace is a really bad idea, pudding."
I was about to give him a snarky remark when he let go off me and pushed me against the wall of his king sized bedroom. "Kiss me, pudding." He kissed me hungrily again and his hand made its way to my thighs. He caressed it softly sending shivers of delight through my whole body.
At this point I was on fire.
He placed wet kisses from my jaw to my neck as he fiddled with the zipper of my dress. In no time my dress fell on the floor, exposing my black lace bra and panties.
"Lace again?!" He groaned, trying to bite it off so he could have full access to my breasts.
"Nah-ah-ah." I held his head back with my fingers and cocked an eyebrow at him. "This is my favorite one, treat it nicely."
He muttered some curse words underneath his breath. "I can buy you a thousand more, pudding."
I let out a loud gasp when I heard the sound of fabric ripping. He did not just...?! Well, there goes my favorite lingerie set.
He swept me up in his arms and gently put me on top of him as he layed down on the bed. My heart beats faster as this all felt so familiar.
Me on top of him.
Me on top of the stranger.
WARNING 18+
"Pudding." he whispered, kissing the knuckles of my hand. He flipped me over so now he was on top of me. His eyes darkened as he studied my breasts. He leaned in and sucked on one nipple, making me gasp and arch my back. He flicked his tongue slowly against it, torturing me.
"Marco..." I moaned restless.
"Daddy Marco for you, pudding."
My eyes immediately snapped open. This can't be...He can't be...
"Ahh...!" His erection was pressing against my core and I was already losing it. My mind was swirling and I think I started to hear voices.
Daddy Marco. That's exactly what I said six years ago, during the one n.... "AHh! Shit, Marco!"
I let out a gasp and cried out a moan when I felt his finger entering me. I bit down on my lip when suddenly he started sucking onto my neck. His finger went faster and faster in me and I was about to lose my consciousness as I felt my orgasm near.
I was waiting for release, wanting it, but Marco stopped unexpectedly and pulled his finger out of me and licked my juices off his fingers.
"What the fuck!" I yelled out frustrated.
"It's not one month yet, pudding." he smirked. "As I remember you told me that---,"
"Oh fuck that!" I cried out. "You can't just make me all hot and bothered and not finish what you've started."
"Is that your way of saying that I---," He hadn't finished his sentence as his mouth found mine.
"And by the way," he whispered in his velvety voice. "You taste so damn good."
I wrapped my legs around him and watched him take his clothes off. His big boy immediately jumped out of his boxers. Big, hard, and ready.