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Where the heck did that come from? I didn’t do relationships and only had a lady for the night. So, this was for four days. I would enjoy it while it lasted and watch what I said. Her clothes were gone faster than mine had come off. To see her prowl toward me made my dick jerk. Her beautiful breasts bounced, and her nipples were already erect. I wanted to run my fingers down her side to her waist and over her curvy hips. I patted my thigh as she stood before me getting wet from the shower spray.
Emmy climbed on me and knelt as she pressed her wet body against me. Then she kissed me. Every time I touched this woman it sent me crazy. I was going over like a waterfall again and loving it. My cock was pressed against her abdomen the way her breasts were pushed against my chest. I had a feeling her fuse had been well and truly lit too.
Emmy lifted herself up and put her hand down to guide my cock into her pussy. She lowered herself inch by inch onto me, and it was excruciating and wonderful at the same time. One of my hands was on her butt as she lifted and lowered herself slowly. My other hand went between us to find her clit. The way she looked at me as she rode me was like someone high on drugs. I wanted this to go on forever but we were on a deadline. If she kept moving the way she did, I was going to be a goner anyway. I had a rule with the ladies though. They always had to come first.
I flicked her clit with my finger as my hand massaged her butt and she started to move faster.
“Ride me, Emmy,” I had never said anything so honest in my life. If this was my last day on Earth, then I was a happy man. Emmy panted as she came, and I would not be long behind her. I grunted my release over and over again. She slowed and sat on me as we pulsed around each other. Damn, but this woman was so fine. Emmy placed her forehead against mine as our breathing slowed and the water pounded us. I might hate myself later and hoped it didn’t make her run a mile, but I wanted to say something.
“You’re special, Emmy.” I knew we were in a shower and covered in water, but I was sure her eyes were watering. I had no right to make her go where she didn’t want to with her feelings. Hell, I wouldn’t want her pushing any of my buttons. I needed to make this right.
“Give me a minute and I will be back to give you the best shoulder massage and wash you have ever had.”
She lifted off me, and I got rid of my condom as she stood under the shower. Fuck, she was so sexy. I had a feeling she knew it, but something had dented her strength. There was something defiant and strong about her, and yet a bit of pain showed through saying, ‘Don’t fuck with me.’ I wouldn’t.
I massaged her shoulders and sensed how tight the muscles were. I couldn’t say much because mine were probably the same. I grabbed the soap, washed her back and ass, knelt, and did the same to her legs. She turned and let me devote as much attention to the rest of her body. I had never washed a woman before. It was so intimate and I liked it. She eventually took the soap and washed me. I loved the feel of her hands on my body. I could go another round of sex, but we had a time limit. She grinned at me as my dick started to harden again.
“As much as I appreciate your male appendage, and I do. I think we need to get ready for my tour.”
I hated to admit it, but she was right. I could ask if we could forget what she had planned but that was not the deal. I grabbed a towel and headed back to my room to get dressed. When I walked out, she was waiting by the door smiling. It was easy to be around Emmy and forget about the world. LA was a thousand miles away, and I was happy about that. The phone call from Jenny earlier, said things were calming down so I just had to hope it would all turn out okay.
“So, what evil have you got planned for me?” I said as I slipped my arm around her waist.
“Like me, you will have to wait and see. Reception just sent a text to say our car is ready.”
We headed back into Port Douglas and to the marina. There were lots of yachts here and probably some of the rich and famous I might know. I did not want to meet them. I just wanted to be with Emmy. She took my hand for the first time to lead me down to the dock and a yacht.
“We are going on a sunset cruise with champagne and canapes.”
I hugged her. “That sounds wonderful. We don’t have to fight crocodiles or sharks. Just a pleasant evening.”
“I hope so, but if you piss me off, I can throw you overboard.”
“I promise to behave. Well, at least until we get back.”
“I like the sound of that.”
I waited on the dock while she booked us in. I liked the feel of Port Douglas. I could get used to this place and its slower lifestyle. Or maybe it was that I was enjoying it because of Emmy. Someone tapped my elbow and I turned. There was a man I didn’t know who looked to be in his forties.
“Sorry to disturb you, but my wife thinks she knows you.” He pointed to a lady standing about ten feet away who waved frantically at me. “She thinks you are an actor, Flynn Foley, from a TV show called Dark Storm. She loves it.”
“I wish I was. Wouldn’t mind the money those actors get paid.”
“Well, it seems you must have a doppelganger somewhere. She said you were American, but you obviously aren’t. Thanks anyway.” He walked back to his wife who was still staring at me unconvinced she was wrong. Emmy came back. I needed to get going.
“Who was that?”
“Just someone who thought they recognized me, but I didn’t know them.”
“I never get anyone thinking I am someone else. I must have a very ordinary face.”
I leaned in and whispered, “You have a wonderful face and breasts and your butt …”
“That’s enough we have to go on board but thank you. Your butt, face, and chest are pretty good too.”
The people who owned the yacht were a couple in their fifties. I liked them from the first minute we met. Life was for living, and they wanted everyone to enjoy the moment. It almost made me think about trying meditation again. A therapist had mentioned it once and I tried it. I preferred this couple’s attitude that you could lay out on the front deck and the sunset would give all you needed to know to manage your life.
We headed out of the marina past the luxury yachts. There was a hell of a lot of money here. We sat at the front of the catamaran as we took in the scenery. There were small coral Islands, the sky was blue, and the sea calm. It was perfect with Emmy leaning back between my legs against my chest. A member of the crew came with champagne and canapes. This was the total opposite to white water rafting, and I loved it.
