The luxury cruise ship cut smoothly through the sparkling blue sea, the water rippling and shimmering under the bright afternoon sun. Inside one of the private cabins, the atmosphere was completely different — hot, breathless, and secret.
I had Lyra on all fours on the bed, fucking her hard from behind. The sound of our bodies slapping together mixed with her soft moans and the gentle creaking of the bed.
"Ahh… Austin… your dick feels so good…" Lyra moaned, clutching the bedsheets tightly in her fists. Her back arched as I thrust deep into her.
"Obviously you will love it," I said, smirking. I brought my hand down and slapped her ass with a sharp smack. "You are my bitch now!"
"Ow! Fucker!" she yelped, but right after she giggled, the sting turning into pleasure. "Hehe…"
I kept pumping into her, enjoying how wet and tight she felt. After a few more deep thrusts, I pulled my dick out slowly.
"Come on," I said, breathing hard. "Let's see what's happening outside."
