Page 16 of Hot Moves

My eyes cross when she reaches between our bodies to wrap her silky hand around my hard shaft. I call on every ounce of control I possess while letting her explore my cock. She rubs her thumb slowly over the head, and a shiver runs through my body as I fight the urge to come.

My patience eventually runs out and I devour her sweet lips as I line my cock up with her tight opening.

I stare into her aquamarine eyes and slowly press my hips forward. Her silky inner walls flutter around my hardness as she grips my shoulders.

“Just so you know,” she breathes against the side of my throat, “I’m not experienced at this.”

I lean back and stare into her eyes. “That makes me very happy.”

“Caveman.” She sighs and wiggles her hips, encouraging me to move.

“Your caveman.” I suck the sensitive skin at the base of her throat into my mouth, leaving my mark.

“That’s right.” She stares up at me, and the emotion shining from her eyes warms my heart. “And I’m keeping you.”

“That’s my line.” I kiss her soft lips and slide my tongue into her mouth as I slowly thrust into her sweet pussy.

NINE

MIRA

I digmy nails into his muscular shoulders as he presses slowly forward. He gingerly rolls his hips to the side, and the slight sting slowly turns into a small spark of pleasure.

His body is pressed against mine, a solid, comforting weight that makes me feel both safe and utterly consumed.

Our breaths come in synchronized rhythms, heavy and rapid, filling the space with an electric charge. Lorenzo's hands trace patterns on my skin, igniting a trail of fire wherever they touch. There's a tenderness in his eyes, but beneath it, a fierce intensity that sends shivers down my spine.

As he kisses me deeply, his lips are demanding and possessive, and I meet his passion with my own. The world narrows to the sensation of his mouth on mine, the taste of him, the heat of his body fusing with mine.

When he pulls back, I wrap my legs around his waist to pull him closer. His gaze locks onto mine, a silent promise lingering in the depths of his dark eyes.

The sensation is overwhelming, a mix of pleasure and a slight edge of pain that quickly melts away into sheer bliss. I gasp, my nails digging into his back instinctively as my body adjusts to the intense fullness. The rawness of the connection, the sheer physicality of it, sends waves of sensation rippling through me.

“Lorenzo,” I whisper, his name a breathless vow, an anchor in the storm of our passion.

He growls softly in response, deep and primal, and begins to move with a rhythm that speaks of both control and passionate abandon. Each thrust ramps up the undeniable chemistry between us.

I hold on tightly. I’m sure my fingernails are leaving red marks on his back, an outward mark of the pleasure and need coursing through me. My breasts press against his chest, the steady thumping of our hearts blending into one.

His pace quickens, causing sparks to flow down my spine as each movement drives me closer to the edge. My hips move insync with his, rising to meet each thrust, the friction and heat a tantalizing prelude to the release building within me.

Lorenzo murmurs my name against my skin, his lips finding my neck, then my collarbone, and leaving a trail of kisses that make me tremble. It's as if he's worshipping me, claiming me with every touch, every movement.

I writhe beneath him, dragging my nails down his back, desperate to hold on to the overwhelming pleasure. His hips snap against mine, pushing me higher, and I arch into him, meeting each thrust with equal abandon.

When a climax finally crashes through me, it’s like an explosion of sensation. Wave after wave of raw, unfiltered ecstasy leaves me gasping and clinging to him. He stills above as his powerful release pours deep inside me.

We lie there, our sweaty bodies entangled, breathing heavily as he strokes my back. His gentle touch lulls me.

“I love you,” he repeats softly, his voice a husky whisper. “You’re incredible.”

I smile, pressing a soft kiss to his shoulder, feeling a sense of completeness I never knew was possible. I take a deep breath and take the biggest risk of my life. “I love you, too.”

We stay like that for what feels like an eternity, wrapped up in each other, and the world outside no longer matters.

And as we drift into a peaceful, satiated sleep, I know that whatever challenges come our way, we’ll face them together, stronger for the love and connection we've found.

The early morninglight filters softly through the curtains, casting a gentle glow over the room. The air is warm and still, the only sound the distant hum of the yacht’s engines. I’m nestled in a cocoon of warmth, my body heavy with the remnants of sleep.

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