“You want me to take them out, don’t you?” I whispered, cupping my t**s through the soft fabric of my sundress, squeezing them just enough to make myself moan.
“You wanna see my big, aching t**s. You wanna see how hard my nipples are for you. You want me to strip this dress off and let you suck them, bite them, mark them up until your teeth prints are the only thing I see in the mirror.”
“Fuck yes, Lily,” he snarled, voice cracking again like he was right on the edge. “Take that fucking dress off. Show me those t**s. I wanna see them bounce while you moan my name. I want them in my mouth. I wanna grab them while I fuck you so hard.”
I moaned so loud I actually startled myself.
“You like them, Jason?” I purred, dragging the straps of my sundress down so slow it was fucking torture. “You like my t**s? You wanna grab them like toys? You wanna ruin them with that mouth of yours while I cry? You wanna fuck me while I ride your cock with these t**s out, jiggling like I’m your dirty little Omega bitch?”
Jason let out this broken sound, half growl, half moan and it was everything.
His hand on his cock sped up like he couldn’t stop. His body was rigid, abs flexed, that huge swollen dick twitching in his fist like it was seconds away from painting the dresser with cum.
“Fuck your Alpha,” he growled suddenly, voice deep and savage. “I don’t give a fuck whose name is oh your wrist. You’re mine tonight. Mine. I don’t care if I have to fight him. I’ll fuck you so good you’ll forget your fucking nane. I’ll ruin you, Lily. I’ll leave you shaking. I’ll leave you full.”
“Oh my God,” I whimpered, yanking the front of my dress down and letting my t**s spill out, nipples hard, swollen, begging to be touched.
“You see them, Jason? Look at them. Look how hard they are for you. They hurt. They actually fucking hurt because you’ve been teasing me so much. You gonna suck them? Huh? You gonna take them in your mouth and groan like a fucking animal while I suck your dick?”
He was panting now. Actually panting. His hand was flying up and down his cock, stroking the full length with a grip so tight it made my thighs twitch.
“I swear to God, Lily,” he growled, eyes wide, locked on my t**s like he wanted to sink his teeth into them and never let go, “If you don’t get on your knees and open that slutty mouth of yours in the next three seconds, I’m gonna grab you, throw you on this floor, and fuck you raw until the boat sinks.”
“Oh yeah?” I moaned, rubbing my own nipples now, circling them with my fingers as I stared up him.
“You wanna sink the boat? You wanna drown with your cock buried inside me, Jason? Because I’ll let you. I’ll fucking let you. You can fuck me till the waves crash through the walls-I’ll take every inch. I’ll take it on my back, on my knees, with your fingers wrapped around my throat. I don’t give a fuck. I just need you inside me. Now.”
His cock twitched hard, a drop of precum sliding down the shaft like it was weeping for me, and I moaned so loud it echoed.
“You close?” I whispered, dropping to my knees like a slut who’d just found her god. “You about to cum for me, Jason? You want me to catch it on my tongue? You want me to swallow it like a good little Omega? You want me to look up at you while you explode in my mouth?”
Jason’s breathing went ragged, his strokes frantic.
“Say it again,” he growled. “Say you want it. Say it with that filthy mouth.”
“I want it,” I gasped, licking my lips. “I want your cum, Jason. I wanna taste it. I want you to feed it to me like I’m your personal little fucktoy. I want you to cover my t**s in it, my face, my pussy. Mark me. Make me yours. Just for tonight. Fuck the rules. Fuck the bond. Fuck everything. I want your cum.”
“Fuck,” Jason groaned, voice strangled, his chest rising and falling like he was about to explode,” you are so fucking hot, Lily.
“So fucking filthy. Jesus Christ. I’m gonna spend all fucking summer with you. You hear me? I’m not letting you leave this yacht without swallowing my cum at least a hundred times. I’m gonna ruin you. Every. Single. Day.”
His hand was a blur now, stroking that thick, veiny cock like he was possessed, his abs tightening with every desperate jerk. His tip was soaked, pulsing, angry red and dripping like he was seconds from bursting. His eyes were wild, mouth parted, sweat beading on his brow and all of it was because of me.
Because I dropped to my knees and talked filth like I’d been trained for it.
Because I pulled my t**s out and offered him my mouth like it was dessert.
Because I told him I wanted him, not Connor.
He couldn’t stop.
“I’m gonna make you gag on this cock, Lily,” he panted, voice growing deeper, “I’m gonna fuck that mouth so deep you forget how to breathe. And when I’m done, I’m gonna bend you over and fill that tight little pussy till I’m leaking out of you.”
“Oh my God, Jason,” I moaned, crawling even closer, letting my t**s bounce as I moved. “Cum for me. Do it. Fucking cum all over me like I’m yours.”
And then.
“WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?”
Everything stopped.
My entire body froze.
Jason’s hand halted mid-stroke, his eyes flying up like he’d just been caught robbing a bank.
And there he was.
Connor.
I’m fucked.
**Connor**
I kept my eyes on Lily.
That girl would be the death of me. The fucking end of my sanity. And the worst part? She didn’t even know it.
She was walking around this yacht in that little yellow sundress like she wasn’t a ticking time bomb for every ounce of restraint I had left.
That neckline was too low. Her t**s bounced too much. Her thighs were too soft and her lips were too damn shiny.
Every time she bit down on that bottom lip, I wanted to grab her by the neck, bend her over the railing, and fuck the innocence out of her until she was crying for more.
She didn’t have a clue what she was doing to me.
Or maybe she did. Fuck if I knew anymore.
I took a slow sip of my drink, the condensation dripping down my fingers while my eyes followed the sway of her hips.
She was laughing at something, all sweet and light and carefree, but my cock was hard just from watching the hem of her dress flutter above her thighs..
One gust of wind and I’d know the color of her panties. One more second of her smiling like that and I’d forget she was off-limits.
“Hey, man,” Nathan’s voice broke into my thoughts, yanking me back to the present like a slap to the face.
I blinked, turned slightly, trying to keep my expression neutral.
“Who the hell are you eye-fucking like that?” Nathan asked, eyes glinting with curiosity as he leaned against the railing beside me. “You looked like you were about to devour someone whole.”
I didn’t answer right away.
Because what the fuck was I supposed to say?
Oh, you know. Just my daughter’s best friend. The one I shouldn’t even be thinking about. The one who’s still too young and too soft and too off-limits in every single way.
The one I’ve been dreaming about every damn night and pretending I’m not getting hard over every time she calls me Connor in that sweet, breathy little voice.
Instead, I cleared my throat and shrugged like it was nothing. “No one.”
Nathan raised an eyebrow. “Right. So you’re just standing here, rock hard, drinking whiskey, staring holes through the furniture?”
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