SITA
I pushed off the board, feeling the momentum carry me up. The board caught the wave, and I found myself standing, the world around me a blur of water and sunlight.
I laughed, exhilarated, as Alessandro whooped beside me. "You did it babe! You're surfing!"
As the wave began to slow down, I looked over at Alessandro, my face flushed with the rush of adrenaline. "That was amazing!" I exclaimed; my voice breathless.
"That was nothing," he said, grinning. "Just wait until you see what you can do with a little practice."
He swam closer to me, his hands resting on my hips. I could feel the heat of his body, the ocean a silent witness to the simmering tension between us.
"Maybe we should call it a day," he whispered, his voice husky.
I nodded, unable to trust myself to speak. The ocean around us seemed to mirror the intensity of our silence, the waves lapping gently against the boards.
Alessandro offered me a hand, helping me back onto the deck of the yacht. Our hands lingered a moment longer than necessary, our eyes locked.
We climbed back onto the yacht in a haze of desire, the air between us thick with unspoken words. I bit my lip, aware of the magnetism that was pulling us closer.
" Um... We could use a shower, don't you think?"
He smirked, giving a slight nod. " Sure."
I could feel Alessandro's eyes on me as I turned and led the way to the yacht's shower. My heart thundered in my chest, my pulse quickening with each step.
When we reached the bathroom, I turned to face him, our bodies close enough to touch.
His eyes flitted from my face to my lips, his breathing becoming heavier. He ran a hand over his chest.
" You are right, we do need a shower," he murmured, his voice low and enticing.
I swallowed; my body alive with anticipation. Without a word, I slipped off my wetsuit, revealing the bikini I wore underneath.
Alessandro's gaze devoured me, drinking in every curve of my body. He followed suit, removing his wetsuit and revealing his chiseled physique.
Our eyes met once again, and I could see the desire smoldering in his gaze.
I stepped into the shower, the warm water cascading over my skin. Alessandro followed, his eyes never leaving mine.
He reached out, his hands gently tracing the outline of my curves, sending shivers down my spine.
I leaned in, my lips meeting his in a desperate kiss, the water continuing to pour over us, heightening our senses.
Our kiss deepened, our hands exploring each other's bodies with increasing urgency. The water around us became a cocoon, shielding us from the outside world, making it feel like we were the only two people alive.
Alessandro's hands found the ties of my bikini, deftly undoing them, allowing the fabric to fall away, revealing my naked body to him.
He let out a low groan, his lips trailing down my neck, my collarbone, and my breasts, eliciting gasps and moans from me.
He pushed me back against the wall of the shower, his teeth grazing my nipple and then he sucked hard on it.
Using his hand, he twigged and rubbed my other nipple, sending tingles through my body and to the area between my legs. His hands trailed over my body, caressing the area around my belly button.
I couldn't think, couldn't speak. All I could do was feel - the hot water cascading over my skin, Alessandro's hands caressing me with a masterful skill, his mouth exploring every inch of me.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, our bodies pressing impossibly closer under the stream of water.
His hands continued their journey. His fingers pressed against my throbbing clit and I found myself arching into his touch.
I felt the tension building within me, the anticipation mounting as Ales's lips sucked on my breast and his hands worked their magic in between my legs, two of his fingers slipping into my opening.
My mouth felt open and a moan left my lips. His fingers began their movement in and out of me, my walls pulsing and arching.
I couldn't hold back any longer, my body trembling with the need to be closer, to feel him completely. I wanted his cock inside me.
To fill the emptiness.
Taking the initiative, I wrapped my hands tightly around his neck and lifted myself, wrapping my legs around his waist.
I ground my wet Vulva against his hot length, both of us groaning loudly. Our lips meet and I slide one of my hands down in between us, grabbing his hot and throbbing length.
I ran a finger along its thick length, eliciting a groan from him as I rubbed my already-soaked cunt all over his length, lubricating it.
His hands grabbed my waist and then his dick cap poked at my entrance.
I tilted my head back, my eyes fluttering shut, as I felt him enter me with one thrust. The sensation was mind-blowing, and I couldn't help but let out a low moan of pleasure.
Placing a hand on the shower wall and the other gripping his shoulder tightly, I moved against him. His pace increased, his hips pushing me into the glass wall of the shower cubicle, his cock hitting my spot.
" Faster..." I didn't care that I would be bruised by the wall, I just wanted that pleasure I could feel right around the corner.
Our bodies moved together in perfect sync, my hips meeting his thrust after thrust, the water cascading around us.
Our bodies merged in a primal, urgent dance, the slap of our skin against each other and our loud moans and groans filling the shower cubicle.
My fingers dug into his shoulders as his thrust became aggressive, driving me closer to the edge, his hips moving in a rhythm as old as time itself.
As our passion reached its crescendo, I felt my body contract around him, my pleasure building until it became a wave that crashed over me, leaving me breathless and trembling.
Alessandro followed soon after, the intensity of his release echoing through the shower, reverberating off the tiled walls.
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