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  Press your foot against his groin

  Suggest he massages your legs

  “Your hands feel so good.” You breathe. “You want to massage my legs too?”

  “Sure.” Noah murmurs, his hands sliding up past your ankle. You thank your lucky stars you just happened to have shaved your legs this evening as his fingers glide up over your smooth calves. His hands reach your knees, the hem of your gown just above. Again, Noah’s eyes flick up to meet yours. You slowly nod, your pulse racing with excitement. His fingers slip beneath the silky hem and you squirm, a low moan escaping your lips as his left hand slides over the soft skin of your inner thigh.

  “You’ve got soft hands.” You tell him, needing to break the tension in the room as his fingers linger just short of your pussy. “Most men seen to have rough, calloused palms.”

  “The advantage of working behind a desk, I guess.” Noah chuckles, his hands moving to your other leg and sliding up from your ankle to your thigh, this time his fingertips stretching further up and brushing the gusset of your panties. Knowing the flimsy cotton will be damp with your arousal, you feel your face glow as you blush.

  “If your museum goes under, you’d make a fine masseur.” You gush.

  “That’d be a tempting career change if all my clients looked like you.” He replies, his hands sliding back down your leg. “Say, you think you might be a bit more comfortable on the bed?”

  Definitely

  Enough foreplay. Pounce on him

  “No,” You purr, sliding your feet off his knees and getting to your feet. “I’ve got a better idea.” Looping your arms around Noah’s neck, you move astride him and sit down on his lap, the chair creaking under your combined weight. You press your lips to his and kiss him. He responds, taking you into his embrace, his lips parting and his tongue flicking out to meet yours. Sliding your hands up to the back of his head, you comb your fingers through his hair while his hands slide down to gently squeeze your buttocks.

  “You’re a little faster than I’m used to.” Noah remarks, breaking the kiss. “Not that I’m complaining!” He swiftly adds as you arch an eyebrow. Smiling, you slide your hands around to his chest and begin to slowly unbutton his shirt, his toned and athletic body revealed inch by inch until your reach his waist. You eagerly pull open his shirt and allow your hands to explore his sparsely haired body for a moment before reaching for his belt. As you unfasten the buckle, his own hands slip around to your chest, gently squeezing your breasts through the silky fabric of your gown. You reach for his hands and his eyes flick up to your face, perhaps nervous that despite your amorous advances, he is overstepping the mark.

  “Mmm, that feels good.” You murmur before guiding his hands inside the gown. He grins and you moan with delight as you feel the warmth of his hands cupping your soft mounds. As he begins to massage your breasts, you reach inside his slacks, smiling as you feel a long rigid bulge pressing through his underpants.

  “You’ve got me a little worked up.” Noah grins, his face flushing.

  “So I see.” You purr, reaching inside his underpants and playfully squeezing his shaft. He groans thickly as you pull it free, gazing expectantly at you.

  Take him inside you

  Seductively strip for him

  “I want you.” You growl, pulling your gown open. Noah slides his hands down from your chest, his eyes widening at the sight of your bared breasts. With his cock still in your grasp, you shuffle forward on his lap, reaching down to tug the damp gusset of your panties to one side with your free hand. He gazes into your eyes as you guide the tip to your opening. Holding his gaze, you exhale as you allow your weight to impale yourself on him, his shaft sinking deeply inside you.

  “Uhhh yeah.” Noah groans thickly as you begin to ride him. You smile at him before sliding your fingers behind his neck and pulling him to you. You kiss him urgently, your tongues flicking against each other. His hands slide down to grasp your hips, meeting your downward thrusts as you find a rhythm.

  “Yes, yes.” You moan, breaking the kiss and arching your back before pulling his face to your chest. He kisses your soft mounds before drawing a swollen nipple between his lips and gently sucks it. Gasping with delight, your fingers tighten in his hair and you ride him even more vigorously. The excitement of having him inside you coupled with Noah’s enthusiastic attention as he sucks your nipples, has the heat rising inside you. Your breathing becomes increasingly labored and you feel your face flush. Noah pulls his face from your chest and his eyes meet yours.

  “Are you close?” He asks. You nod impatiently, your pulse racing as you teeter on the brink. He grins and you begin to ride him harder, slamming yourself down on him as you search for the blissful release of your orgasm. You only have to wait a few more moments, tensing up and gasping before feeling a wonderful warmth radiate out from your pussy. Squeezing your eyes shut, your mouth drops open, panting as ripples of pleasure radiate through you. Releasing your hold on Noah, you clasp your hands to your chest, squeezing your breasts as you lose yourself in your climax. As your orgasm subsides, Noah’s stifled groan brings you back to reality. You open your eyes to find him gazing desperately back at you.

  “Come inside me.” You smile, answering the unspoken question. He nods and you reach for him, pressing your lips to his and kissing him passionately. Perhaps driven to the edge at the sight of you reaching your orgasm, Noah stiffens, his grasp on your hips tightening before breaking the kiss and roaring with release. His rigid shaft twitches inside you and you feel the warmth of his seed gushing deep within your pussy. Smiling broadly at him, you kiss him tenderly, enjoying the feel of his body shuddering against yours accompanied by his manly grunts of pleasure. He finally slumps back in the chair and grins up at you, his face dewy with a sheen of perspiration.

  “That was incredible.” He pants, smiling weakly.

  “I think we both got what we wanted.” You reply, leaning forward and kissing him one last time before rising, his softening shaft slipping from you. Weary and perhaps a little drunk from the gin, you throw yourself down on the bed. Noah gets to his feet and slips his cock back inside his underpants.

  “You want me to go?” He asks, fastening his slacks.

  “I didn’t say that.” You reply drowsily. Noah nods and switches off the light. The room is plunged into darkness and you smile as the mattress creaks as he joins you.

  The light of dawn shines in through gaps between the shutters and you stir, stretching as you awake. Rolling over, you feel a pang of disappointment to find you are alone. Probably for the best. You can live without the awkward ‘morning after’ conversation. As your eyes focus on the side table, you suddenly sit bolt upright. The compass is gone!

  “Son of a bitch!” You growl, scrambling out of bed. You quickly pull on your clothes and step out of room. As you stalk along the veranda, you glare across at the door to Noah’s room.

  Check if he’s still in his room

  Try to catch him before he has a chance to leave the island

  You reply with a smile before releasing him from your grasp and rising from his lap. Noah blinks in surprise as his hands slip from inside your gown. Turning your back to him, you untie the narrow sash around your waist. Glancing over your shoulder, you hold his gaze as you slip the silk gown off one shoulder and then the other, allowing the flimsy garment to slowly slide down your back, gathering at your elbows. Noah’s eyes are as wide as dinner plates and you feel a tingle of pleasure between your thighs as the tension in the room goes up a notch. Dropping your forearms, you allow the silk robe to fall away, floating down to the floor behind you, leaving you in just your lacy panties.

  “Beautiful.” Noah murmurs thickly, his rigid cock twitching in his lap. You’d almost forgotten the excitement of seducing a man, the sheer thrill and exhilaration of it; to induce in him such a strong primal craving and see the lust burning in his eyes. Bending down and thrusting your ass towards him, you slowly peel your panties down. Hearing his low moan of ap
preciation as you gradually reveal your buttocks, you smile, enjoying teasing him. Shimmying out of the lacy garment, you allow your panties to slip down to your ankles. Straightening, you step out of them before taking a small step back towards him and glancing coyly over your shoulder.

  “Well?” You smile. Noah grins and reaches out, placing a hand on each of your cheeks. It’s your turn to moan as you feel him massage and caress your ass. As his fingers work lower, you shuffle your feet apart. Noah seems to take the movement as an invitation and you gasp as you feel his right hand slip between your thighs, dragging the side of his forefinger along the length of your furrow. You feel your face glow, knowing his finger will be wet with your juices.

  “That feel good?” He breathes as you stifle a gasp.

  “Mmm, yeah.” You pant as he works the edge of his hand back and forth between your legs. Glancing down at his throbbing cock, the crown swollen and angry red, you wonder whether you should sit down on him and guide him inside you or drop to your knees and take him in your mouth while attending to your own needs.

  Sit on his lap and ride him

  Drop to your knees and take him in your mouth

  Taking another step back towards him, you squat over him and reach for his engorged cock. Noah grunts as you wrap your fingers around his length and guide it towards your slit.

  “Oh God.” He groans as you drag the tip up and down your wet furrow for a moment before taking him inside you. Impaling yourself on him, you gasp as he sinks deep into your pussy. You thrust down on him, rolling your hips as you enjoy the warmth of his rigid shaft stretching you. His hands grasp your hips before sliding slowly up to your chest.

  “Uhh yeah.” You moan as Noah’s hands cup your breasts, gently massaging them. His lips brush against your shoulder, slowly kissing his way across to your neck. You twist your head to one side, breathless with desire now as you grind yourself back against him. He presses his lips to yours and you pull him to you, kissing him passionately. His fingers lightly pinch your engorged nipples and you moan into his mouth, enjoying his playful touch. You quickly find a rhythm, rocking back and forth on his lap as he thrusts up inside you.

  “That feels so good.” He murmurs, breaking the kiss. His right hand drops away from your chest, sliding down over the smooth flesh of your stomach. You gasp with delight as you feel his fingertips brush through the wiry tangles of your pubic hair before finding your clitoris. While his touch is a little clumsy and awkward, the sensation combined with the others and your own excitement has you rapidly approaching your climax.

  “Yes, yes, just like that!” You pant, grinding down onto him and driving him deeply inside you. “Oh God, I’m so close!” Perhaps fuelled by your excitement, Noah’s own breathing seems to quicken.

  “I’m getting close myself.” He grunts in warning.

  “It’s okay.” You tell him, twisting your head towards him again. He nods and kisses you again. A moment later, he pulls away, his face tensing up and his eyes filled with desperation. You feel a thrill of excitement as you watch his mouth drop open before he roars with release. His cock jerks inside you and you can feel the warm wetness of his seed blasting deep within you. His fingers continue to work distractedly at the sensitive nub of your clitoris, but it is enough to send you over the edge.

  “Yes!” You gasp, arching your back and crying out with delight as you feel the blissful pulses of pleasure radiating out from your pussy. Your moans of ecstasy join Noah’s deep grunts and you tremble against his shuddering body. When he finally slumps back in the chair, you let out a low moan of satisfaction.

  “Wow, that felt incredible.” Noah murmurs drowsily.

  “You weren’t so bad yourself.” You grin, twisting towards him and kissing him tenderly for a moment before pulling away and climbing off him.

  “Can I… uh… stay the night?” He asks, fastening his slacks.

  “Sure.” You shrug noncommittally, turning towards the bed.

  You yawn as you awake, the chirping of the birds outside replacing the nocturnal cacophony of the tree frogs. Rolling onto your side, you realize you are alone.

  “Noah?” You call out sleepily. No answer. You doze for a moment before a thought strikes you. Sitting bolt upright, you glance towards the side table. Sure enough, the compass is gone.

  “Son of a bitch!” You growl, quickly climbing out of bed and pulling on your clothes. Violently swinging open the door of your room, you storm out onto the veranda and glare across at the door to Noah’s room.

  Check if he’s still in his room

  Try to catch him before he has a chance to leave the island

  You turn around to face him, breathless with desire. Noah’s gaze flicks from your heaving breasts to your face, his eyes widening as he sees your lustful expression. His mouth drops open in surprise as you drop to your knees, his rigid cock swaying just before you. As you sweep your hair back behind your ears, you grin up at him before reaching out and grasping his shaft.

  “Uhh, yeah.” He groans as you slowly slide your hand up and down it.

  “You like that?” You murmur, your eyes fixed on the bulbous tip as a bead of pre-come oozes from the slit.

  “Yeah.” He nods eagerly. You smile and lean forward, opening your mouth and taking him inside. He gasps with a mixture of surprise and excitement as your lips close around the crown. As you collect the droplet of pre-come with your tongue, the familiar salty taste makes your pussy tingle. Reaching down between your thighs with your free hand, you stiffen as your fingertips brush over your clitoris. Your stifled moan of pleasure makes Noah crane his head forward.

  “My God.” He gasps with a mixture of surprise and amusement when he sees what you are doing. You slide your lips further down his shaft, his cock filling your mouth and he quickly reclines back, moaning with pleasure. As your head bobs up and down in his lap, your fingers, now lubricated with your juices, glide over the sensitive nub of your clit, tracing elaborate patterns around it. The excitement of pleasuring this man you barely know while shamelessly masturbating has the heat rapidly building between your legs. Your fingers work increasingly frantically while you stroke Noah’s cock harder. His moans of pleasure increase in volume but your own climax is even closer. He groans with frustration as you abruptly pull him from your mouth, your hand tightening around his shaft as you reach your orgasm. Your mouth drops open and you gasp and tremble as wonderful pulses of pleasure surge through you. As your climax subsides, you gaze up at him, panting for breath.

  “I don’t think I’ve ever watched a girl come like that.” Noah murmurs, his tone awestruck.

  “Glad to hear I’ve broadened your horizons.” You grin up at him. “Now where were we?” You lean forward and take him back into your mouth. With your own needs satisfied, you pump him vigorously, your lips sliding up and down the upper portion of his shaft. The chair creaks as his hands grip the arms. Your gaze flicks up to his face, watching him tensing up as you bring him to the brink.

  “Elyse,” He pants, his face flushing, “I going to…” You gently suck the head and send him over the edge. He swells inside your mouth and with a grunt of release, he unleashes his load. The first spurt jets into the back of your mouth and you gulp it down. You continue pumping his shaft as it jerks again and again, his seed filling your mouth until Noah slumps back in his chair, his eyes heavy lidded. Sitting back, you allow his cock to slip from your lips. Holding his gaze, you gulp down the mouthful and grin up at him.

  “Well, that was quite a nightcap.” You smirk before climbing to your feet and reaching for the gin bottle, taking a swig and washing down the remaining traces of his come with the last of the gin. “As fun as this was, I’m about ready to turn in for the night.”

  “You want me to go?” Noah asks, climbing out of the chair and looking a little awkward.

  “Stay. Go. Up to you.” You shrug. He glances at the door before turning towards the bed.

  “I’ll stay.” He grins.

  You yawn
as you awake, the singing of the birds outside replacing the nocturnal cacophony of the tree frogs. Rolling onto your side, you realize you are alone.

  “Noah?” You call out sleepily. No answer. You doze for a moment before a thought strikes you. Sitting bolt upright, you glance towards the side table. Sure enough, the compass is gone.

  “Son of a bitch!” You growl, quickly climbing out of bed and pulling on your clothes. Violently swinging open the door of your room, you storm out onto the veranda, glaring across at the door to Noah’s room.

  Check if he’s still in his room

  Try to catch him before he has a chance to leave the island

  “Sounds good.” You smile, lifting your feet from his lap before standing up and turning your back to him. “How about putting those talented hands to use on my back?” With that, you untie the narrow silken sash around your waist and shrug the gown off your shoulders, allowing it to slip down your body and float to the floor leaving you naked other than your panties. You smile at his stifled gasp of surprise and gaze coyly over your bare shoulder at him. “Well?”

  “Uh, sure.” Noah murmurs, the cane backed chair scraping against the floor and he gets to his feet. You lie down on your front on the bed, your heart thumping in anticipation as he joins you, the mattress springs creaking beneath his weight. He sits astride you and you feel his hands on your shoulders. You let out a low moan as he begins to knead your flesh.

  “Mmm, yeah.” You purr. While the massage might be a byproduct of your true intentions, he’s actually pretty good. His hands work down your back to your waist and you will him to grasp your buttocks. Instead, his hands slide back up to your shoulders and slowly work their way down again. Propping yourself up on your elbows, you glance over your shoulder at him.