The Reward

RENEE

My insides tingled as Robert dragged me to the heated pool on the yacht and I wondered why he would bring me here. I’d expected him to take me to the take me straight to the bedroom, but well…

He knew I was wet. It wasn’t a secret and as we walked through the cabin, my feet were slippery, and my thighs trembled.

It was taking all I had not to slide my fingers into my panties and relieve myself, but I couldn’t because Robert had warned me not to touch myself again.

He wanted to reward me, and I was wild with anticipation already.

Clicking my tongue together, his taste still lingered in my mouth and recalling how I’d had this large brute wriggling and begging for my touch earlier, my ego swelled up.

I’d given him the best blow job I’d ever given any man.

Well, I’d only been with Dylan all my life, but then Robert was an even better upgrade, and our illicit affair still surprised me.

Who’d have thought a man I met at the beach would have my legs on his shoulders while he plo