Page 9 of Star Pupil

I nibbled at her lips, sucking the bottom one into my mouth and making her squirm before I lifted my head. “Nah, I’m pretty sure it’s just you, my sweet Avery Rose.”

She sighed again, and I would have been content to sit like this, kissing her all afternoon, but I only had a certain amount of time before she had to be back on set.

“We better get moving if you want to go out on the water.”

“We don’t have to go out.” She looked through the windshield at my boat with an excitement that was at odds with her response.

“C’mon,” I told her, opening my door and lifting her off my lap to set her outside.

I stepped out too, snagging her hand and tugging her along the pier with me. Before we’d left, I’d sent a quick text to the concierge service at the marina, instructing them to make sure the boat was gassed up and ready to go. The covering was stowed away, and all but two of the lines had been undone. I helped her onto the boat and undid the remaining lines, keeping hold of one until I got the boat started and it was safe to toss it back onto the dock.

“You ready?” I asked her over the roar of the engines.

“You bet!” she yelled.

I pulled out of my slip, careful not to go too fast since we were in a no wake zone. But as soon as we were safely away, I opened up the engines, keeping an eye on the water ahead of me but also sneaking glances at the joy on Avery’s face. We raced around for about twenty minutes before I headed towards a cove where I knew we wouldn’t be disturbed.

“That was so much fun!” Avery exclaimed after I’d dropped anchor. “I’ve never been out on a boat like this before. We have plenty of lakes back home, but they’re too small for bigger boats. It’s mostly jet skis and pontoons.”

“You aren’t comparing my baby to a pontoon are you?” I teased. “She’s forty-five feet of perfection.”

“Not at all,” she giggled. “I’m very impressed with your baby.”

“You haven’t even seen the best part yet.” I opened the door and led her below, heading straight towards the v-berth master cabin.

“You have a kitchen and a bathroom on your boat?” she gasped.

“And two cabins. The aft one is for guests, and this is the master.”

The sheets and pillows on the bed in my cabin matched the ones in the room of her trailer, but I didn’t give her the opportunity to notice. I lifted her up and onto the mattress and climbed onto it until I was braced over her.

“I don’t want to move faster than you’re comfortable, but I’ve been dying to know what you look like when you come,” I whispered into her ear. Her head dropped against my shoulder and she moaned. “Do you want me to make you come, bright eyes?”

We didn’t have time for me to fuck her like I craved, even if she’d been ready for that step, which I highly doubted was the case. I slid my hand around her neck, down her chest and palmed the heat of her pussy over her jeans. She mewled in need, but it wasn’t enough of an answer for me.

“I need to hear you say the words. Tell me you want this.”

“I do,” she breathed out, widening her legs to give me more space. “Please.”

My cock wasn’t going to get any relief, but it didn’t matter. I never wanted her to go without anything, not even an orgasm.

“My sweet, bright-eyed girl,” I said, undoing the button on her jeans and sliding the zipper down. I dipped my fingers inside, feeling how swollen and wet she already was. “Your pussy feels so good.”

I yanked her pants down her hips and shoved them down to her ankles, taking her panties with them in my determination to get better access to her pussy. I slowly circled her clit with my thumb, and her hips began to move in sync with my hand. She was so damn wet that my fingers were slipping and sliding against her. “I can’t fucking wait to see what you taste like, but first I want to feel how tight your pussy is wrapped around my fingers.”

I slid a fingertip into her entrance, but that was as far as I could go before it clenched against me. Her hips jerked up, and I slid about half an inch deeper.

“Griffin,” she moaned.

“Oh, yeah, you’re going to be so goddamn tight when I shove my dick in you and take your cherry.”

“Ohmigod,” she breathed out, her pussy getting even tighter and hotter around my finger.

“You love it when I talk dirty, don’t you?” I breathed into her ear. “Let’s see how much you like it when I do other things with my mouth.”

I used my free hand to lift her shirt up, exposing her plump and perky tits spilling out of a white lacy bra. Bending low, I blew a warm puff of air over the nipple that was peeking out of the top of one cup before laving it with my tongue.

“Your tits taste as good as your mouth.”

She whimpered and dug her nails into my scalp, urging me down further. I kissed down her stomach before lowering myself flat against the mattress. Kicking her jeans and panties off her ankles, I lifted one of her legs over my shoulder until she was spread out for me, a glistening pink feast for my eyes and mouth.

I sunk a finger back inside her as far as I could get it, bumping against the proof of her innocence. Dipping my head to circle her clit with my tongue, I flicked it a few times before sucking it into my mouth and making her come. Her pussy clamped down on my finger and her cries filled my cabin.

I savored her sweet taste, her pussy riding my mouth through her orgasm. When her body melted into the mattress, I licked my finger clean, continuing to savor her taste, before I kissed my way back up her body. As I drifted my lips across her cheek, her eyes fluttered open and she flashed me a dreamy smile.

“Rest, bright eyes. I’ll wake you up when we get back to the marina.”

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