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YATCH GAMES PART I

Author: Nancy Grey
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-25 02:11:58

“Chef,” she whispered close to his ear, “if you keep looking at me like that, my husband will notice.”

But the chef didn’t move away. Instead, he held the spoon steady and slid it into her mouth. Sweet cream touched her tongue.

She moaned—soft but loud enough to be heard.

Her husband chuckled from across the table. “I did notice. And I don’t mind at all.”

The whole room went tense.

The yacht rocked gently as the waves slapped against it. The sun was going down, painting everything gold. The air smelled like salt, rum, and temptation.

The chef—Matteo—pulled back slowly, wiping his hands on the cloth tied around his waist. His dark eyes didn’t leave hers. He had been hired to cook, but all three of them knew this weekend wasn’t only about food.

She leaned back, her silk robe slipping open a little. “The cream is sweet,” she said, licking her lips, “but it’s still not as sweet as I want.”

Matteo tilted his head, voice deep and slow. “Then maybe you need something richer.”

Her husband smi
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