Chapter 11: Dickmatized [1]

Yess!! I can’t wait to fuck out his brains

Kamara took her time dressing.

She stood in front of the full-length mirror in her stateroom, fastening the final hook of the black lace bra. The thin cups barely covered her swollen nipples, already hard from anticipation. Her panties matched and cut high on the hips, lace framing the soft curve of her ass, her pussy barely hidden by the see-through fabric. She wore nothing else.

This was supposed to be their night.

A rekindling. A reset. This cruise across the Aegean was her last desperate attempt to remind her fiancé she still existed as a woman, not a trophy.

She had set the mood: dim lights, slow jazz, champagne chilling in a silver bucket. The silk sheets on the bed had the faint scent of her perfume, warmed by her skin. She imagined him walking in, stopping in the doorway, cock hardening when he saw what was waiting.

She sat on the edge of the bed, legs slightly parted, fingers brushing her thighs. Come find me, Daddy, she thought, li