Chapter 100

Leo turns to me and sweeps me into his arms. He leans in and kisses me full on the lips. I melt into his embrace. Even though we just met yesterday, it feels so right. My body warms to him instantly, blooming for him like a flower in the sunshine. His lips are so soft, even with his stubble rough against my skin. He towers over me, and it’s clear who’s in control. With the wind whipping around us and the sea crashing waves against the cliff below, Leo’s hands explore my body. He smooths down my narrow waist and around to cup my taut, round ass. I moan and arch into him, feeling the stiff bulge at the front of his pants.

Leo’s lips trail down my jaw to my neck. He kisses and teases my ticklish skin with a graze of his teeth while he hikes up my pink dress. I inhale sharply when his hand cups my mound. I lean into his touch eagerly. My heart is pounding, the adrenaline is coursing through my veins. His finger strokes teasing, delicious lines up and down my cunny through my soaked panties. His fingertip rubs my clit with the added friction of the fabric in between, and it drives me wild. Nobody has ever touched me like this, and it’s overwhelming. I tilt my head back and sigh as his fingers work their way under my panties, slipping them aside. Leo rubs my sensitive clit with the flat pad of his thumb while two long fingers tease my hole. His lips move down my neck to my chest. He slips one spaghetti strap off my shoulder so that the dress sinks lower, revealing one plump breast. My nipple stiffens in the cool air, but Leo pulls it between his lips and flicks his tongue over it, sending spirals of pleasure straight down to my core.

His tongue circles my nipple in tandem with his thumb massaging my clit. I feel so tense inside, like a taut string about to snap. I’m hanging on the edge of coming, just like we stand on the edge of the cliff.

“Mmm, it feels so good,” I whimper.

“You want to come, don’t you, sweetheart?” Leo coos, lifting his head. I nod vigorously. “Yes, oh yes, please.” “Look into my eyes, Vanessa,” he commands.

I meet his gaze and hold steady, even as I blush deeply. I feel so vulnerable, looking him in the eyes while he fingers my cunny. He holds me and plays my body like a beloved instrument while the salty breeze wraps around us. The pleasure mounts higher and higher inside of me. I need a release so badly.

“Please,” I whisper.

His thumb moves harder and faster while his fingers pump inside of me. I’m breathless and gasping. My legs shake. I feel weak all over, but Leo holds me up. And just when I think I can’t hold back anymore, Leo murmurs his permission.

“Come for me, princess,” he commands.

“Ohhh, Leo!” I squeal.

The most powerful climax of my life rips through my body. My pussy gushes slick honey all over Leo’s hand as my knees buckle beneath me. I shudder violently as my juices run down my sticky thighs. Leo massages my cunny through the waves of orgasm, and just when I think it’s over, another climax comes stumbling after. I all but collapse in his embrace as I whimper and twitch in pleasure.

“That’s my girl,” he grunts. “Feels good, hmm?” “Nnnngh, so good,” I moan.

“Want to feel even better?” he purrs. “Look out on the water.”

He turns me to face the sea, the wind whirling my hair around my face. I smile with exhilaration as I squint over the glittering waves. With his arms wrapped around me from behind, Leo points to a white yacht. It’s beelining for the shore, crossing from dark blue into paler turquoise shallows. A trail of churned white water follows in its wake.

With his lips at my ear, he whispers, “That’s our ride.”

I light up. “What? Are you serious?”

He chuckles and nods. “Yep. But first, let’s snap a couple photos here for your feed.”

Leo helps me set up the right lighting, angle, and poses for at least several days’ worth of content. We capture tons of lovely photos of the scenic views and, of course, me. Then we pack up and head back downhill to the beach for our boat ride.

To my surprise, Leo hops aboard and helps me up with the ease of a seasoned sailor. The current captain hands off the keys to Leo with a respectful nod. The captain departs, leaving Leo behind the wheel of the boat and me, standing on the deck in awe. I whip around with a big smile and my arms up.

“Is this for real?” I shout over the rush of wind and water.

“Get comfortable,” Leo replies coolly. “We’re going to take a little ride.”

I sit down on the cushy seat and gaze out over the scene. The sunbatherdotted shore shrinks away as we ride out onto the choppy blue waves. I sprawl out on the seat and, once we’re far enough from the beach, I whip off my dress. Lying in just my bra and panties, I warm myself in the California sun. I roll over onto my stomach and look back at Leo coquettishly. To tease him, I give my ass a little smack and it jiggles deliciously. While he’s stuck behind the wheel, I take out my phone and camera to start snapping photos. I capture the aquamarine water, the crystalblue sky, the flare of sun glinting off the side of the boat. I take selfies with loose strands of my wavy blonde hair fluttering romantically in the wind, or facing into the sun with my sleek shades on. I pose and blow kisses for the camera, getting content to post later.

Once we’re far enough out, we drop anchor and Leo can relax his duties as captain. To my delight, he takes over as photographer. He picks up the camera and starts directing me.

“Stand there at the end of the deck. Lift your arms over your head, but make it delicate. Extend your left leg and pop your hip. Now give me your most genuine smile,” he instructs.

Looking right at the man of my dreams, it’s easy to give him that. He snaps photos at lightning speed as he moves closer, giving more instructions.

“Beautiful, Vanessa. Bring your arms down again and pose like you’re gazing over the water. Perfect. Now, turn just your head and look at me with those pretty green eyes,” he says.

As I look at him hard at work behind the camera, bending over backwards to help me secure my career, my heart swells with fondness. Leo is not only the hottest guy I’ve ever met, but he’s got a beautiful soul, as well. I feel safe with him. He’s old enough to know what he wants and strong enough to demand it. But he’s soft when I need him to be. Passionate when that’s even better. My body tingles as I remember how good he made me feel up on that cliff. As he walks closer with the camera, I adapt my poses to be more sensual. I bite my lip, cock my head to the side. I pose so that my cleavage is pushed together, and I wiggle my ass to taunt him. I watch him lick his lips as he approaches and lowers the camera to look at me straight on.

“Ready for a new pose?” Leo purrs.

I bat my lashes at him and smile. “I’ll do whatever you want.” “Kneel down and look up at me,” he instructs.

Oh my god. Is this really about to happen? I excitedly drop to my knees. I gaze up at him longingly. Holding the camera in one hand, Leo reaches to cup my chin daintily with the other.

“Now open your mouth. Let me see your tongue,” he commands.

I splay out my tongue and say ‘ahhh’, which makes him smirk.

“Very good girl,” he coos as he strokes my hair.

He tilts the camera down and tugs down his joggers and boxers so that his enormous, stiff cock bounces free in the salty air. My mouth salivates as I await my first taste eagerly. He strokes his massive length slowly, moving closer to my tongue. I widen my mouth as much as I can and gently suck the thick head of his member into my mouth. I run my tongue up and down the soft underside, flicking around once I reach the tip.