Lost in the Waves

Chapter 6 : Beneath the Stars

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“Well, that sounds hot,” Ezio replied, chuckling, his head still on Amalia’s shoulder. This only made the young Latina even more flustered.

“What is?” Amalia asked, feigning innocence.

“You. And the word you just said.” Ezio raised his head and looked at her intently, his eyes now a clear blue as if she’s staring right into the ocean.

He then kissed her, not waiting for Amalia to respond. Ezio snaked his other hand on Amalia’s waist and gripped her tightly as he hoisted her on his lap, earning a gasp from the Latina. Nonetheless, he did not allow Amalia to stop the kiss, rather, he used the gasp to deepen the kiss and cupped her neck to hold her in place. Amalia placed her hand on his shoulder to steady herself on his lap as her other hand traveled down his collar to his exposed chest. This made Ezio even more aroused, so he trailed his hand downwards and onto the slit on Amalia’s leg. He caressed her left thigh and gripped it hard when Amalia started to grind on his manhood.

“Amalia.” He grunted in which she replied with a soft moan.

“You’re treading on dangerous waters with that grind, Amalia. If you don’t stop, I won’t be able to stop myself from taking you as well.” Ezio whispered in her ear which made Amalia even more flustered. Amalia looked at him in the eyes and said with the most seductive tone she could muster,

“What if I don’t want to stop?”

That was all it took for Ezio to lose all rationality. He forgot they were on the beach, he forgot his purpose for working as a bartender, he forgot how bad his day went. All he knows is that he must ravish this caramel goddess trying to be dominant. Not that he complains about it. He wants to show her how she must be worshipped. And so he did.

He kissed her passionately as if she is the air he breathes, caressed her delicate body as if it were gold he was dying to touch and licked her on the most sensitive parts of herself as if she was a dessert he doesn’t want to spill- her swelling n*****s, throbbing c******s, and her bare neck. Their sweats trickled down their physique, their pants in unsynchronized movements yet somehow melodic, Amalia couldn’t contain her moan as she felt herself coming down from the high.

‘If this is heaven, don’t ever let me go back’, she thought as she gripped more of Ezio’s hair. This never stopped him from lapping on her lady part, licking and teasing as he opened her wider for him to deepen his tongue inside her. He raised his head after Amalia came and licked his mouth seductively. He then unzipped his pants and sprung his manhood out, hard as a rock to which Amalia stared endlessly.

“Too big for you?” Ezio teased as he raised his brow.

“Don’t be so cocky. I can take you on.” Amalia replied confidently while her inner self grew anxious as she never engaged in intercourse before, much less seeing a male s*x organ right in front of her. The sexy and seductive Amalia she showed was nothing more than a shell cracking now that they are about to do it since she never knew what to do in these types of situations.

As Amalia was calming herself, Ezio slowly took her bikini panty off and set it aside. He untied the tie that was keeping her high-waisted skirt together. Ezio then moved closer to her, putting his manhood near her opening, just barely brushing the tip at the entrance.

“Are you sure you want to do this? I will stop if you don’t want to.” Ezio asked her once again, staring at her as if he was staring right into her soul. This made Amalia melt.

‘He’s different.’ She thought. Later on, this mere thought will make or break Amalia.

“I’m sure.” She looked back at him with the firmest resolve she could give. With that, Ezio entered her slowly, never breaking eye contact. Amalia felt as if her entire being was seen by him- even the deepest parts of herself she couldn’t reach. She was confused about what feelings she must feel for him.

‘This was just supposed to be a one-night stand. Nothing but a drunk mistake. So why am I feeling a bit attached? He is just f*cking me.’ 

She couldn’t stop staring back at him as she saw him grunt the moment he filled her with all of him which made her moan even more. Ezio, on the other hand, realized that she was a virgin seeing that she was struggling to take all of him and feel her flinch the slightest bit but he never said anything. He was somewhat ecstatic that he was her first. This fact made Ezio want to worship her body even more.

He thrust into her once more which earned him a moan, a sound he wanted to hear. He wants more of it, wanting to create music out of her moans as he slowly goes in and out, her moans intertwining with his grunts. He gripped her butt hard as he went in deeper, his mouth finding its way in between her breasts, leaving a trace of his affection as he lightly bit onto her flesh. Then he went for her neck, leaving a trace there just as well. Amalia messes up his hair, grasping a fistful of his hair, as Ezio brings her a series of ecstasy, her grinding towards him as well, following his rhythm. She sings his name multiple times, being on the verge of climaxing. Ezio, hearing his name made him harder and closer to his own release. He moved his body closer to hers, if that was even possible given their close proximity, and rested his head on her bare neck, gasping for air as he prepared himself for the final thrust.

“I’m near. But I won’t come until you do. I need you to come for me, can you do that?” Ezio asked, his voice husky from all the panting. Amalia only answered with a moan and so he quickened his pace to which she responded with a higher-pitched moan.

Amalia finally released her death grip on his hair when she came down from her high. Ezio, on the other hand, continued thrusting faster and gripping her breast that was exposed. Two thrusts later, he came inside her as he uttered her name. Then he collapsed on top of her while still holding his weight so as not to crush her.

“Are you okay?” Was Ezio’s first question as he inhaled her scent. This made Amalia blush since she never expected it from him. She thought it was like a hump and run. You f*ck then you leave as soon as possible. But Ezio’s gestures and words were way different from what she had expected.

“Yeah, why?” Amalia replied, still in a daze from the high Ezio gave her.

“I just thought maybe you were sore. You never complained, maybe I was a bit rough there especially when I was coming.” Ezio said sheepishly, concerned at the idea of him hurting her. He wanted her first to be mind-blowing yet gentle.

“That’s cute. Thanks for thinking about me. I never really thought that guys would care about my well-being after f*cking me.” She laughed a fake laugh at her response. But it was true.

“I’m worried about you. I just want you to feel safe when you’re doing it with me.” Ezio was startled with her response since it seemed like she was pertaining to having been f*cked before. Nevertheless, he still believed in his gut that he was her first. He knew it.

“I really appreciate it. To ease your mind, you were mind-blowing and I never wanted it any other way.” Amalia replied honestly. She kissed him on his forehead as he was still laying on top of her. 

Ezio was startled by her words as it was exactly what he wanted her reaction to be. He was satisfied with his work and he felt like he wanted more of her. He knew he wanted more of her. So he wasted no time in making that possible.

“Let me clean you up.” He took the discarded panty and wiped it on her entrance where his juice was leaking and then pocketed it. He then zipped back his pants and tidied himself before wrapping the high-waisted skirt back on Amalia. All of it happened in a blur as Ezio immediately proceeded before hearing an answer from her.

“Uhm, thanks. Do you want to go to my room?” She blurted as Ezio pulled her up, which startled both of them.

“I’d love to.” He replied in an instant which made him flustered, earning a chuckle from Amalia. He immediately took his polo that was lying on the sand and wore it. Amalia then tidied herself and tried to cover the hickey Ezio left on her chest to which Ezio smirked.

The Greek bartender then held Amalia by the waist as he clipped the slit together in order to keep it from exposing her private part. He kept her close to him as they walked towards the lobby and made sure nothing indecent was exposed of her. His gestures made Amalia even more smitten than she ever was. She wanted to keep this feeling even for just the rest of the night. She wanted to leave with no attachments but it seems things won’t go her way.

She’ll just leave it at that. In the meantime, she just wanted to enjoy herself in their little world she knew would disappear the following day.