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standing at the foot of the chair.
    Her pussy, he meant. Wild for him, she didn’t hesitate, easing the dress upward, higher, higher, until it revealed her smooth-shaven cunt.
    “Jesus,” he uttered. She knew instantly that he liked it bare, just as she did. And a glance down showed that the aching flesh was parted, her clit and the pink folds below prominently on display.
    “Lean back and get comfortable, baby,” he said, dropping smoothly to his knees.
    “I’m gonna eat you up.”
    Payton lay back in the chair, parting her thighs even wider, biting her lip as a warm Caribbean breeze washed over her. That’s when Scott bent over the lounge chair to press the splayed fingers of both hands to her inner thighs. Then he moved in, raking his tongue expertly through her open pink flesh.
    She shuddered, moaned. Oh God. After the way she’d suffered all day— mmm , yes, she was going to come very, very soon. She didn’t even think any longer about the fact that he was a stranger or that she’d been nervous about that earlier—all she could think about now was how incredible he was making her feel.
    He licked her again, and again, each stroke of his tongue like a little earthquake in Payton’s sensitive body. She bit her lip, trying not to cry out and alert the full-time staff.
    They were surely all in bed now, but screams of ecstasy might awaken them.
    “Oooh,” she purred after his next pleasure-producing lick.
    “You taste fucking sweet,” he said, the words echoing up from between her legs, deep and dirty.
    “Do it some more,” she prodded. “Lick my nasty little pussy. I want to come in your mouth.”
    A guttural groan rose from her pirate waiter’s throat and then he went back down on her, hard this time, no longer licking, but closing his mouth over her clit.
    “ God ,” she whispered, her body jolting. Then, “Yes.”
    After which Payton leaned her head back to peer up at the stars, thinking once more— This is really happening. I’m being pleasured by a hot, sexy stranger and I love it!
    And then the stars began to swirl, pleasure skewing her vision as her new lover sucked on her clit, deep, hot—making her bite her lip and want to sob her delight. But she couldn’t sob—it would be too loud—so instead, she said dirty things to him. “That’s so fucking good, baby—suck it. Suck my naughty little clit. Oh—oh God, it feels so huge—suck it, suck it!” And she pumped at his mouth with abandon, lowering her gaze to watch her pelvis thrusting at his face, her dress gathered at her hips. “Oh my pussy,” she breathed. “My pussy’s wild for you.”
    That’s when the orgasm broke. It had happened quickly, yet had been coming all day, so it rocked her body violently, forcing her to drive her cunt upward hard, hard, hard as she kept biting her lip to try to hold her hot cries inside. Pleasure pulsed through her whole body—her limbs, her very scalp, all tingled—and despite her best efforts, a string of mewling whimpers escaped through her lips. God. Oh God! She’d never experienced anything like it.
    When finally the waves of heat ebbed, she collapsed fully back into the lounge chair with a sigh.
    She knew this was the moment when she might realize this sort of forbidden dalliance wasn’t for her, the moment it might feel wrong, empty. When she looked down at his damp face still between her legs, when she saw with sober clarity the rawness of her position, the inelegance of it all. And yet…all she felt was triumphant.
    Ecstatic. Wild. Free.
    And ready for more.
    It seemed important to keep being her dirty new self with Scott the Pirate, not to let anything about her softer self show. So she gazed lustily down on him and said, “Did you like that? Did you like my pink pussy in your mouth?”
    If she wasn’t mistaken, now he shuddered. Just lightly. But enough that she saw.
    And his eyes sparkled lecherously in the moonlight. “Hell yes, honey,” he rasped.
    “Want some more?”