Chapter 20

Nyla

“Meet me in the sitting area.” I said coyly. I rose from the table and sashayed back to my room where I was only hours before. A lustful woman on a mission you could call me, he surprised me with this amazing vacation, and he deserves a sexy surprise. I took my time undressing, the anticipation I would build up would be equal to the visual I was going to provide. I wanted to stimulate his mind, and then his body. If there’s anything I know about men, it’s they enjoy a good fuck and an even better striptease.

I stood in the mirror dressed in Agent Provocateur’s high-waisted suspender lingerie. My honey skin mixed with satin black, magenta and gold, with a scalloped edge eyelash lace trim barely there skirt. Which stopped right as my ass rounded, I connected my mid-thigh stockings, to my garter, and then slipped on my classic black patent leather Christian Louboutin’s.

I took my curls up into a messy bun with a single bobby pin, bold red lipstick and my lashes full. I glistened with shimmer power, and lust. My ass and my pussy were bare just as he liked them. If I’m being completely honest, so do I. I like being at his disposal, open to fulfill all his needs, and his hunger. I’m obsessed with the way he makes me feel, and I want him to feel just how much.

I figured by now he’d pourn himself a drink and had a seat in the single chair in the spacious waiting area with the breathtaking view, and then I would become the only thing he’d want to see.

As an artist, I began to create art with my body moving to the rhythm of the music. Rihanna‬’s “Sex with Me” filled the room and I took him in over my shoulder as he took in a swig of his scotch.

I mouthed the words “Sex with me so amazing.”, as I swirled my hips and dipped low spreading my legs giving him a better view of my ass. Stroking my thighs before I imitated the grip he places on my ass when he fucks me.

I looked at his intense gaze and met it with a swift turn and took my hand to my right ankle not taking my eyes away from his. I then gave my ass hard caresses, knowing how he feels about my back and my ass. Giving him more of this before turning around.

I began slow winding down spreading my legs with my hands on my knees, giving him all of my ass. Easing down until I was on all fours, exposing my cunt and my tight ass that was craving for more of his cum. I threw it back a few times as I imagined how he would take my ass for the first time. The plug earlier had me so aroused and stimulated it was on my mind causing me not to sleep while I anticipated our destination.

With the wicked thoughts I turned over on my back spreading my legs, I began taking my hand to my breast, and then down to my sopping wet pussy. I heard him groan as I stuck my finger inside my cunt, the cunt he made his solace. I added a second finger and stroked myself as I stared him directly in his beautiful platinum eyes, I stared back with my brazen eyes and a wicked smirk covered his mouth. It reminded me of my first punishment he’d given me and the thought made me needy. I began sucking my fingers clean, in thoughts of sucking his cock.

I stood up slowly, caressing my body from ankle until I reached my breast, then removed my bra. I watched it land at his feet. Letting my perky breast free, my mocha nipples were tight and sensitive, but I could see the effect on what I was doing to Heinrich, he was growing impossibly hard.

I removed my bobby pin setting my curls free. Twirling my ass to the beat, removing the lace barely there skirt. Crawling to him, then rubbing my naked breasts on his cock and then I let my breast hit his mouth before turning away. Teasing him with my soft ass so close to touching him, then the beat dropped and I dropped into a split, bouncing up and down as if I was on his juicy cock.

I blew him a kiss over my shoulder as he adjusted himself. I couldn’t help but smirk, he’s an ass man and I like to think my ass is his favorite. My cheeks twerking to the beat. I only thought about his sex all the time, so this song was my way of telling him how I felt. His sex is amazing and our sex together is extraordinary, her words said what I felt.

Slowly lifting myself up until I was eye level with his cock, there I could see his cock and zipper were at war. I brushed up against his fully clothed body and I was up close enough to kiss him, but I didn’t.

I began grabbing his strong hands allowing him access to what was already his. His strong hands gripped my hips pulling me down onto his cock, pulling me down to straddle him.

“Goddess.”

He said on the verge of taking me as I moved methodically against his cock with my dripping pussy.

“My King.” I say as I began grinding on his cock like that was the combination to the zipper of his pants. I felt his hard cock as he pressed into me. Gripping my breast as I made love to his cock through his pants.

It was clear, he wanted me, and there was no doubt I wanted him. All of him. I leaned back as he held me with one arm and began to stroke my clit with the other.

I came up with a roll of my hips and seductively said, “You’re not supposed to touch me there.”

“Is that right? Who's going to stop me?” he said with a wicked grin, I let out a soft moan as he continued to stroke my throbbing clit.

“That’s going to cost you.” I said in a whisper.

“Name your price I’m good for it.” He said as he continued to stroke me so deliberately, I began grinding to his rhythm.

“Your cock, my King.” I said breathlessly. I was sure his pants were wet from my pussy crying for his attention. My lips were parted, and he had taken over my pleasure. I was stripping for him and he took over the dance and made it his.

“This isn’t how this goes, my King.” I moaned into his mouth, our breath so warm and full of lust. His lips and mine were so close, but felt miles apart.

“Tell me Goddess, how is this supposed to go?” he growled into my mouth, increasing the pressure on my clit. I’ve never felt hands that knew me better than my own, his strokes just enough to get me closer to the edge.

"I-I’m supposed to dance for you and ohhh-" his mouth met mine in a needy kiss. His mouth and mine hadn’t touched no matter how much I wanted them to, until now. Our tongues were just as needy as the rest of our bodies.

I moaned as his tongue fucked me to the same speed of his fingers. I could come like this, and lord knows how badly I want to come. But I want his cock more, it was my drug and I need the hit. I could taste the scotch mixed with the velvet of his tongue. I was in heaven as he continues to devour me.

“You’re mine and I do whatever the fuck I want.” He growled into my mouth before biting my bottom lip in the heat of passion. Pleasure and pain soared through my body and created a deeper need for him between my legs.

A need that only came for him, and only he could fulfill. Rihanna was fading and “Gorilla” by Bruno Mars begins to play and the song fit with the savagery I felt I was about to experience.

Heinrich gets up and bends me over at my hips in one smooth move right there on the deck for anyone to see. He growls to me, “Wrap your hands around your calves and don’t move.”

I hear the clanking of his belt and the wisp of his zipper, and with a brute force shoves himself into me. Both of his strong hands on either side of my hips. He hits a rhythm that says to me, “You’re mine, let me show you with my body how much I own you.”

He pulls all the way out to the very tip of his head, and shoves back in to the hilt. He moves one of his hands from my hip and takes a hand full of my hair. The angle in which he has me is awkward, but I dare not move because I’m already at the edge of ecstasy.

He never said that I couldn’t make a sound, so I moan loudly testing the parameters of what I’m allowed to do. He hits a particular spot that has me seeing stars, and I tighten my walls.

"God damn Goddess, your wet, sloppy cunt is so fucking tight, it’s gripping my dick like a fist. This is my pussy, do you understand me? DON’T. YOU. EVER. FORGET. THAT!" Heinrich says punctuating each word with a thrust.

He moves the hand that’s in my hair, and moves it to my clit, rubbing it like he’s a man on a mission. If I didn’t know any better, he’s trying to make me spontaneously combust.

“Cum, Nyla.” he grunts. Like my body has been trained to do with him in such a short time, the floodgates open and all I see are vibrant colors behind my eyelids.

It feels like it literally takes ages before my body comes back down from orbiting from outer space. I catch my breath and notice Heinrich himself hasn’t come.

He takes a step back from me and finds a chair to sit in. It hasn’t escaped my attention that again, while I’m next to naked, he’s still fully clothed. It’s in that moment that I remember I saw his half sleeve of tattoos.

He sits and plants his feet shoulder width apart. He leans back with fat cock jutting out and commands “Come here, Goddess.”

I crawl to him on all fours and when I reach him, he grabs me by the hair and pulls my head back. He takes his other hand and places it at the base of his cock and says, “Now, I want you to suck me off, but don't make me cum. I have plans with my cum for you. No hands.”

I open my mouth wide preparing myself for the brutal fucking because if there is nothing else that I know about Heinrich, it is he’s a savage beast at fucking my brains out and I love it. I love how he degrades me but also makes me feel so cherished at the same fucking time.

It turns me on even more knowing the fact that even though we are on a private yacht, we’re not alone and we are out in the open. I’d think the inner freak in me loves being an exhibitionist. Knowing that at any moment, anyone could see me getting face fucked by Heinrich.

I find my rhythm with just my mouth. I start sucking on just the bulbous head and work my way down his shaft. With his heavy hand on the back of my head, he sets the steady punishing pace.

While reminding myself to keep my tongue flat so that I don’t stop him, I can hear him above me, cursing and praising my cock sucking skills.

“Fuck Goddess, your mouth is the 8th wonder of the world. You suck me so good. That’s right, get it nice and wet and sloppy.” I’m no pro but I suck his thick cock like a champ.

Right when I get him almost to the end, he tugs on my hair to make me stop. “Alright, that’s enough Nyla. As heavenly as your mouth feels, that’s not where I plan on cuming tonight.” Heinrich says with a guttural moan.

He grabs himself by the base and starts jerking himself off. I sit naked on my knees, patiently waiting on the top deck of the yacht.

I think to myself, “Fuck that’s hot. Watching him make himself come to a climax. The sight before me has me on the verge of coming myself, I know that once he comes I will follow in a silent orgasm.”

A few short methodical tugs later, I watch his seed spurt out. His seed coats me like an offering. The first hitting me square on my breasts, the next on my cheek, and the last landing on the center of my tongue. I close my mouth and swallow.

Heinrich rights his clothes and says, “Go shower. The rest of the evening is yours to do as you please. I have some business to attend to. Have a good night, Nyla.”

With that, he turns around and walks back into the yacht. With as desired as I felt, while he was fucking me; I felt bereft and used when he walked away so emotionless.

I just pulled out some of my best moves for him, danced for him which I had done for NO man before, and he reduces me to feeling like a useless nut rag.

I was furious. Not only at him, but at myself for even entertaining the thought of possibly more.

More was not on the table when it came to us and just as quickly as those thoughts entered my mind, they left. Heinrich had already reminded me time and time again that there would be nothing more between us than mere fucking, and I would do well for myself to remember that going forward.