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  “I think you’ve spent enough time on my back.” You breathe, smiling coyly. He nods and returns your smile before sliding his hands around your sides and tentatively cupping your breasts. Your low moan of delight emboldens him and he squeezes your soft, fleshy mounds. The tingle between your thighs becomes an insistent throbbing and you bite your lower lip to stifle a gasp of pleasure.

  “Does that feel okay?” He inquires, lightly pinching your engorged nipples. You can’t sustain the pretense a moment longer and roll onto your back, reaching for him and sliding your hands behind his neck, pulling him to you. His lips press against yours, the kiss urgent and passionate as the simmering excitement of the last few minutes is set ablaze. You slide your fingers up into his hair, holding him close as your tongues slip and slide against each other. He shifts uncomfortably and you can feel a hardened bulge pressing against your stomach. When he finally breaks the kiss, his eyes are burning with lust as he gazes questioningly down at you.

  Tell him to go down on you

  Tell him to enter you

  “You seem pretty useful with that tongue.” You smile. “You want to try using it elsewhere?” You flick your eyes pointedly downwards.

  “You’re certainly a lady that knows what she wants,” Noah grins, “But sure, why not.” He shuffles down the bed, lingering a moment at your chest to playfully suck at each of your nipples before kissing his way further down your body. You bite your lower lip in anticipation as you feel his hot breath against the front of your panties. His fingers hook into the gusset and he tugs it to one side. While you feel a little self-conscious as he gazes down at your exposed pussy, you open your legs wider.

  “Eat me.” You breathe.

  “Yes, ma’am.” He chuckles and lowers his head between your parted thighs. You crane your head forward, gasping as you feel the warm wetness of his tongue lick the length of your slit before flicking over your clit.

  “Uhh yeah.” You moan as his tongue laps at your delicate folds. Many of the men you have been with have tended to be selfish and reluctant to go down on you, so you appreciate a man who is not only willing, but enthusiastic. As his tongue glides up and down your juicy furrow, Noah is certainly that.

  “You taste so good.” He tells you, pulling his face from between your legs and smiling up at you. “I could eat you all night.”

  “Can I have that in writing?” You gasp as his tongue returns to your clit. You feel his hand move between your legs, his fingertips pressing to your opening before slipping inside your sodden slit. As his tongue and fingers work in tandem, you bite your lower lip to stifle a cry of delight. Surrendering yourself to the incredible sensations, you lie back, reveling in his attentions and moaning with pleasure. All too soon, you can feel the heat in your loins rising.

  “Oh God, don’t stop, don’t stop!” You gasp as Noah’s digits piston inside you, his tongue lapping at your sensitive nub. Throwing out your arms, you grasp the sides of the mattress, your head rocking from side to side as he takes you to the brink. His relentless assault swiftly drives you over the edge and your mouth drops open. You are powerless to repress the shrill cry of ecstasy that fills the room as you feel the swell of your orgasm wash through you. His tongue slows, pressing against your twitching clitoris as your body trembles with each pulse of pleasure until finally you relax, a long, deep sigh escaping your lips.

  “Wow, sounds like you were ready for that!” Noah smirks, emerging from between your thighs. Still breathless, you nod and reach for him. He crawls up your body and you kiss him passionately, not caring that you can taste yourself on his lips as you luxuriate in the afterglow of your climax. When he breaks the kiss, you can see the excitement in his eyes along with an unspoken question.

  Return the favor

  Tell him to enter you

  “I guess you’d have no complaints if I returned the favor?” You smile up at him.

  “No, ma’am.” Noah grins. You chuckle and reach up, your fingers unfastening the buttons of his shirt. He sits up and tugs it off. He’s lean and athletic and you reach up, running your fingers over his muscular chest before sliding them down his stomach and reaching for his belt. You smile at the clearly defined outline of his hardened shaft pressing through the fabric of his slacks. As you pull at the buckle, you to give it a playful squeeze with your other hand.

  “Looks like you’re chomping at the bit, sport.” You grin. “Now, get on your back and let’s see what we can do about that.” Noah nods and eagerly rolls off you. You scramble over to him and grasp his waistband, peeling his slacks and underpants down together. His rigid shaft springs out and you smile at the sight of it. It’s been something of a lean spell and you’re looking forward to reacquainting yourself with a good, hard cock.

  “Do it.” Noah murmurs. “Please.” His eyes gaze plaintively up at you and you chuckle before dropping to your elbows between his legs and wrapping your fingers around his length. He cranes his head forward and grunts as you begin to slowly stroke him.

  “You like that?” You grin up at him before lowering your head between his thighs. As his musk fills your nostrils, you feel a tingle of excitement at the familiar manly aroma. Tentatively stretching out your tongue, you swipe it over his sack.

  “Oh fuck.” He moans as you swirl your tongue around each of his heavy balls in turn, leaving the wrinkled flesh glistening with your saliva. You chuckle and lap at him, enjoying the way he squirms at your touch. You lick your way up his shaft before kissing the tip and looking up at him.

  “You want me to suck it?” You purr. He nods, his cock twitching in your grasp. You giggle and lean forward, parting your lips and taking him inside.

  “Uhh, yeah.” Noah groans as you slide your lips down to the top of your hand, his hot shaft filling your mouth. He reaches down and you feel his fingers entwine in your long hair, gently guiding you as you begin to bob your head up and down in his lap. His groans of pleasure quickly intensify as you find a rhythm, your lips and hand working together. Your pulse races as you detect the faint taste of his salty pre-come on your tongue and know he is rapidly closing in on his climax.

  “Elyse!” He gasps in warning.

  Carry on until he comes in your mouth

  Pull him from your lips and make him come on your breasts

  You’re not about to stop now, so you continue to take him deeply into your mouth while pumping him with your hand. Sliding your free hand between his legs, you gently massage his balls. As Noah’s moans of pleasure intensify, you would smile if your lips weren’t otherwise engaged.

  “Oh God, that’s so good.” He gasps. “Yes, just like that! Please don’t stop!” Feeling his balls tightening in your hand, you draw your lips back until just the swollen crown is in your mouth, knowing you have taken him to the brink. As you gently suck on the tip and squeeze his balls, Noah roars with release. The head swells in your mouth and his shaft jerks in your hand as the first powerful spurt blasts into the back of your throat. You quickly gulp it down as his cock erupts again and again, his guttural grunts filling the room. As the last weaker spurts trickle down onto your tongue, you pull him from your lips and tip your head back, swallowing his remaining seed.

  “Are you okay?” You smile, glancing up at his stunned expression.

  “Never had a girl swallow, is all.” Noah blushes. “Hell, most women wouldn’t even entertain… err… you know?”

  “Sucking cock?” You smirk, arching an eyebrow. He flushes a deeper shade of red and nods. “They really ought to publish an article on it in the marriage section of Good Housekeeping.” You giggle.

  “They should.” He laughs, slumping back on the bed. “Damn, that felt incredible.”

  “You weren’t so bad yourself.” You reply, joining him on the bed and resting your head on his chest. As you lie there, listening to the rapid beat of his heart thumping in his chest, you swiftly drift off to a deep sleep.

  As the morning light shines through gaps in the shutters, you stir and stretch. B
linking the sleep from your eyes, you find that you are alone in your bed. You sigh, mildly disappointed. Why do men have to slink off the minute they’ve emptied their balls, like they’re fleeing the scene of a crime? You smirk, remembering a sailor a few months earlier. Now that was almost criminal how quickly he came! Your vision snaps into focus on a folded note on the pillow next to you. Reaching for it, you unfold it, reading the one hastily scrawled word: ‘sorry’. Your blood runs cold and you sit bolt upright, glancing over at the side table. Sure enough, the compass is gone.

  “Son of a bitch!” You growl, screwing up the paper in your hand and scrambling out of bed. You quickly pull on your clothes and swing open the door of your room. Storming out onto 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 immediately pull him from your lips and sit up, your eyes meeting his as your fingers continue to slide up and down his shaft.

  “You want to come on these?” You purr, releasing his cock and cupping your breasts. Noah nods eagerly and scrambles to his feet. As you drop to your knees before him, he grasps his length and begins to stroke it. You gaze up at him, his expression tense and his face flushed. He groans as you press your fleshy mounds together and roll your swollen nipples between your thumbs and forefingers.

  “Damn, you’re beautiful.” He murmurs, his eyes fixed on your cleavage as he furiously pumps his cock.

  “Come for me.” You smile up at him, enjoying the lustful gleam in his eye and the intensity in his face as he rapidly approaches his climax.

  “Oh… oh… fuck!” Noah gasps, lurching forward and aiming the tip of his cock at your cleavage just as his shaft twitches in his hand. You squeal with delight as you feel the first jet of his seed splash across the tops of your breasts. His deep grunts of release fill the room as the thick fluid spurts across your chest and dribbles into your cleavage.

  “Yes, yes.” You grin, massaging his creamy seed into your mounds before he finally relaxes and steps back, sitting down heavily on the end of the bed.

  “You’re quite a woman, you know that?” He pants as you climb back to your feet and join him on the bed. You chuckle before lying back. Noah does likewise, taking you into his embrace. Enjoying the warmth of his body against yours, you drift off to a deep sleep.

  Awoken by sunbeams shining into the room through gaps in the shutters, you stir. You wrinkle your nose as your fingertips brush over the remnants of Noah’s dried come on your chest. Noah. You roll over and find you are alone. While you feel a tinge of disappointment, it’s probably better than the forced ‘morning after’ conversation. Your vision snaps into focus on a folded note on the pillow next to you. Reaching for it, you unfold it, reading the one hastily scrawled word: ‘sorry’. Your blood runs cold and you sit bolt upright, glancing over at the side table. Sure enough, the compass is gone.

  “Son of a bitch!” You growl, screwing up the paper in your hand and scrambling out of bed. You quickly pull on your clothes and swing open the door of your room. As you step out onto 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

  “I need you inside me.” You breathe, feverishly working at the buttons of his shirt. “Right now.” A broad smile crosses Noah’s face and he nods, unfastening his belt and unbuttoning his slacks as you pull off his shirt. He scrambles off the bed and swiftly tugs down his slacks and underpants as one. You smile at the sight of his swollen cock jutting towards you. He’s in good shape for a pencil pusher: Lean and toned while his cock, like its owner, is long and thin.

  “You’ve got me kinda worked up.” Noah shrugs and this time it’s his turn to blush.

  “So I see.” You purr, your gaze lingering on his erect shaft. “Let’s see what we can do about that.” He nods and climbs back onto the bed. As he reaches for you there is a hunger in his eyes that thrills you. His fingers hook into the waistband of your panties and you lift your hips as he tugs them down. He pulls them off your ankles and casually tosses them away before grasping your legs and easing them apart.

  “I want you.” Noah growls, shuffling between your thighs and guiding the tip of his cock to your slit.

  “Take me.” You reply, breathless with anticipation as you feel the warmth of the crown press against your puffy labia. He leans over you and you gasp as his shaft slips inside you. You close your eyes and smile broadly as he sinks deep inside your slippery pussy. Feeling his lips press to yours, your eyes flick open again, kissing him as he begins to thrust in and out of you.

  “Damn, you’re beautiful.” He murmurs, pulling away slightly.

  “No need for flattery, buddy.” You smirk. “You’re already inside me.”

  “It’s not flattery.” He replies. You pull him back to you, kissing him hard before rolling him onto his back and sitting astride him.

  “That’s better.” You moan, your hands resting on his chest as you begin to ride him.

  “Uh yeah.” He groans, gazing up at you as you rock back and forth, his eyes flicking from your face to your bouncing breasts and back again. “You sure like to be in charge, don’t you?” You grin and nod as you rotate your hips, grinding yourself down on him.

  “Touch me.” You tell him. He reaches up, grasping your breasts, squeezing and massaging them. You roll your eyes. “A little lower, sport.” You groan good-naturedly. He nods before sliding his right hand down your midriff and stomach before his thumb glides through your pubic hair and finds your clit. He fumbles awkwardly for a few moments before with a groan of frustration, you reach down and guide his hand back up to your chest.

  “If you want something done right…” You mutter, slipping your own hand between your thighs. As your fingers work at your clitoris, Noah’s eyes widen, watching you intently.

  “Wow.” He murmurs.

  “What’s the matter, never seen a girl touch herself before?” You breathe, your fingers working feverishly as the excitement of feeling his eyes on you drives you closer to your orgasm.

  “Not so much.” Noah replies, his short, panting breaths betraying his own imminent climax. You rock back and forth on his lap, his hard cock plunging deeply inside you as he thrusts his hips up to meet you. His hands roughly squeeze your breasts and his face flushes, beads of perspiration forming on his brow. His eyes gaze desperately up at you as he teeters on the brink.

  Tell him to come inside you

  Finish him with your hand

  Tempted as you are to allow him to come inside you, you daren’t risk any complications. Noah stifles a groan of frustration as you reluctantly climb off him and lie next to him. Reaching out, you wrap your fingers around his shaft which glistens with your juices and begin to stroke it. Your other hand continues to work frantically at your clit.

  “Uhh, yeah.” Noah moans. “Don’t stop! I’m so close!” As the heat between your thighs builds to an inferno, you are only moments away yourself. You lean over him, pressing your lips to his and kissing him hard as your fingers play one last staccato beat on your clit before you pull away, gasping with delight as your orgasm consumes you. Quaking as waves of pleasure wash through you, your gasps trail off to shallow panting breaths before with a deep sigh, you relax. Noah squirms slightly and you glance at his swollen cock still clenched in your now static hand.

  “Sorry.” You chuckle, flashing him a rueful grin as you resume stroking him. Resting your head on his chest, you gaze down at his rigid shaft in your grasp. As your hand slides up and down his length, you can feel his chest rising and falling beneath your head as he closes in. The skin of the crown is taut and shiny, a bead of pre-come oozing from the tip. You swipe your thumb over the pearly white fluid, Noah groaning thickly as you rub it into the head.

  “Oh God, I’m going to… uhhh!” He groans before his cock twitches in your han
d and a thick rope of come streaks from the tip, splashing down across his midriff. You giggle with delight as you continue to stroke him, his deep grunts filling the room as his seed splatters across his stomach. With a deep sigh of satisfaction, he relaxes and you release his cock from your grasp.

  “Thanks.” He murmurs slightly awkwardly.

  “You’re welcome.” You chuckle.

  “I’d… uh… better get cleaned up.” He stutters, shuffling across the bed. You roll over onto your side, drowsy in a post-coital fog as you listen to Noah running the faucet in the bathroom. A few moments later, the lights switch off and you hear his footsteps pad across the floor. The bedsprings squeak as he climbs back into bed, his body warm against your back as he lazily drapes an arm around you. You quickly drift off to a deep sleep.

  You stretch as you awake, sunlight seeping through gaps between the shutters over the windows. As you roll over onto your back, you notice that you are alone. Your vision snaps into focus on a folded note on the pillow next to you. Reaching for it, you unfold it, reading the one hastily scrawled word: ‘sorry’. Your blood runs cold and you sit bolt upright, glancing over at the side table. Sure enough, the compass is gone.

  “Son of a bitch!” You growl, screwing up the paper in your hand and scrambling out of bed. You quickly pull on your clothes and swing open the door of your room. As you step out onto 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 stride purposefully along the veranda until you reach Noah’s room. Straightening, you rap your knuckles against the door.

  “Come on out, you son of a bitch!” You growl with real vitriol. Hearing movement inside, you draw back and smash your boot into the door next to the lock. The door frame splinters and the door swings open with a crash, leaving you facing a wide-eyed maid.