Lila tastes like candy. Sweet and tart and so fucking good. It almost pains me to stop kissing her, but ever since my interrupted fantasy the other day — the one where I saw Bennett’s face between my legs — I’ve longed to feel her lips around my cock. I need it right now, more than I need her sweet candy kisses.

I push her down on to her knees on the deck of my boat. She sinks down willingly, smiling up at me with those perfect fucking pink lips.

“I want you to suck my cock, Lila.”

She smiles wider. Her eagerness makes me even harder for her.

“Yes, Sam.”

She unzips my pants and runs her small palm along the bulge in my boxer briefs. The second she touches me, I groan. Her touch is so soft, and somehow it’s tentative and eager at the same time.

She’s still running her palm along the length of me, and even though it feels amazing, I want more. I need more.

“Take my dick out, Lila. Now.”

“Yes, Sam,” she says again. I love her willingness. I know this is her first auction, so I wasn’t sure how she’d handle it, but I have to hand it to her — the girl seems to be off to a good start.

She pushes my pants and then my briefs down over my hips. My cock springs forward, almost hitting her in the face. I have to smile at her stunned expression. Yes, God was generous in that department, and I’m glad that Lila seems to appreciate it as much as I do.

She licks her lips and gazes up at me. Her dark eyelashes cover some of her piercing green eyes, but I can still see the note of hesitation there.

“Do you like what you see, Lila?”

She nods, then finally reaches her hand out and wraps it around my shaft. Her touch feels exquisite. I groan again, throwing my head back.

The sun beats down on both of us, but the real heat is happening down below. Lila finally leans forward and softly licks a kitten tongue all across the tip of my cock.

“Jesus, Lila.” I groan as I run my hands through my hair. She keeps licking, painting me in soft short strokes of her tongue. My abdomen is already starting to tighten, even though she hasn’t even taken me into her mouth yet.

I tug at her hair and pull her closer to me. She takes the hint easily and finally opens her mouth around my head. She takes me deeper and deeper, but she does it torturously slowly. I let her go at her own pace because we have plenty of time and because whatever she’s doing is really working for me.

My cock throbs as she takes me more fully in her mouth, almost up to the hilt. It’s impressive, actually. In time, I’ll teach her to take the whole thing, but for now, this is perfect. She expertly flattens her tongue and covers her teeth, and starts bobbing her mouth up and down on my dick.

“That’s it, Lila,” I say. “Fuck, that’s good.”

She looks up at me again, her eyes still hooded, but this time there’s more confidence in them. She keeps gazing up at me as she sucks me off, and I can’t look away from her. Her red hair is glinting in the late afternoon sun, and her perfect skin looks as flawless as fresh cream.

In just a couple of minutes, my balls are starting to churn. I think about pulling out and taking a breather, because I still want to fuck her this afternoon, but I can’t resist watching her finish.

I grip the back of her head and pull her to me.

“I’m going to come in a minute,” I grunt. “Are you going to be able to take it?”

She nods, her head bobbing on my dick, and the sight pushes me even closer to the edge. Lila picks up the pace of her ministrations, sucking hard at my cock as she uses one hand to play with my balls.

Fuck. All my muscles clench at once, and I hold Lila’s head against me as I buck my hips into her face. A current of electricity courses through me as the orgasm breaks. Waves of come pour out of me, filling Lila’s hot little mouth. She diligently swallows every drop. I can see her throat bobbing as she sucks every last drop out of my cock.

“Was that okay?” she asks tentatively, when she finally eases her mouth off me.

“It was fucking perfect,” I tell her, pulling her to her feet and kissing her. Especially because Bennett’s face was nowhere to be seen, I want to add.

I walk her backwards to the lounger and push her down, climbing on top of her and using one knee to spread her legs apart. She’s got on a flimsy little summer dress under her life jacket, and I push the skirt of it aside, revealing the tiny white panties she’s got on underneath.

“Pretty,” I comment. “But I hope you weren’t attached to these.” I yank of the fabric, tearing it in one smooth motion, and revealing her to me.

She’s shaved bare, as I knew she would be, but I’m momentarily taken aback at how wet she is. Her pussy is drenched, her lips glistening, even her inner thighs wet with her arousal.

“Do you get off on sucking cock, Lila?” I ask her with a grin.

She flushes, her creamy white skin going bright pink. I laugh and brush her hair out of her face.

“Don’t worry,” I assure her. “That’s fucking hot.”

She shoots me a shy smile, and I lean over to kiss her again. Her mouth is hungry for me, and she tries to pull me on top of her. I brace myself over her.

She looks up at me with those intense green eyes again.

“Please, Sam, put your hands on me,” she begs. “I want you to touch me.”

I know what she wants, but I decide to tease her a little bit first. I unbuckle her life jacket and ease it off her shoulders, then grab the hem of her dress and tug it off her body, leaving her in just her bra. White. Lacy. Just like the panties I already tore off her. I make quick work of the bra too, and then I stroke her arms and shoulders. I run my hands lightly over her full tits, then down over her belly. Her stomach is flat and I can feel her abdominal muscles ripple under her skin. This girl is tight, toned and gorgeous.

I keep running my hands over her, caressing her thighs, her calfs, her hips. Stopping just short of the crest between her legs. She squirms beneath me, whimpering.

“What’s the matter, Lila?” I ask innocently. “Do you need me to take care of that tight little pussy?”

She mewls again. It’s hot as hell, and my dick is already starting to get hard again. I think about just fucking her again right now, but first I have to find out if her cunt tastes as candy sweet as her lips.

“Please,” she begs and bites her lip. Her eyes are clouded with need.

Her pussy is still glistening, her lips swollen and bright pink. I finally stroke two fingers through her folds, parting her sweetness. She gasps at my touch. I run my fingers along her cleft, then back up to circle her clit. I push up against the hood, exposing that hard little nub, and rub my thumb over it. Lila is already panting. Her clit is engorged and pulsing with desire. The more I rub between her legs, the wetter she becomes, until she’s a soaking sopping wet mess.

I push two fingers up inside of her and relish in how tight she is. God, I’m going to enjoy fucking her.

I wonder if Bennett has already been inside her?

I immediately try to push the thought from my mind, but it stays lodged firmly in there, playing out a pornographic film behind my eyes. Bennett sinking his cock into Lila’s tight pussy. Bennett pounding against her hole, his balls slapping against her ass. Bennett coming inside her, filling her with his hot semen.

Fuck. I growl as I stand, shucking off my shirt. I force Lila’s legs apart and climb between them. I’ve got my shaft in my hand — it’s hard as steel now, but I jerk it a few times anyway, just so she can see how big it is.

“I’m going to fuck you now,” I tell her, through gritted teeth. “I’m going to fuck you so hard you fucking scream. You can scream as loud as you want out here, Lila — no one can hear you.”

Lila just nods obediently. I can tell by the way she looks hungrily at my cock that she wants this as much as I do.

I try to exorcise Bennett’s face from my mind as I lean into her. I groan as the tip of my cock makes first contact with her sweet heat. Lila’s fucking incredible, and the thought that Bennett McCardiff might ruin this for me is beyond infuriating.

I rub my cock around on Lila’s pussy, covering myself in her juices. She smiles up at me, her face still cloudy with lust.

“Fuck me, sailor,” she says with a sultry smile.

That’s all the encouragement I need. I find her entrance and push in slowly, savoring every last inch of her tightness.

Lila gasps from my girth and grabs onto my hips. I push into her completely, filling her up, and then slowly draw back out.

“Oh, God, Sam,” she moans, and the sound is music to my ears. I start to thrust in and out of her, slowly at first and then picking up the pace. Her face is contorted in something between pleasure and pain, and I pummel her over and over. Her tits bounce up and down and her breathing goes ragged and she’s moaning underneath me and I just keep fucking her.

When I feel her pussy start to clench around me, I groan. Her eyes are almost rolling back in her head now, and I thrust in and out, deeper, harder and faster. Her body wrenches underneath me, and then I can feel the orgasm rock her. Her pussy squeezes me and the sensation is fucking exquisite.

“Fuck, yes, Lila,” I groan into that gorgeous red hair. Her orgasm shakes her, rocking her beneath me, and I grab onto her hips so that I can keep driving my cock into her. After she comes, my throbbing cock can’t contain its contents anymore. With a loud grunt and groan, I come inside of her, filling her up with hot ejaculate.

I collapse on top of her as both of us catch our breath. I feel a little bad that I’ve come twice and she’s only come once — trust me, I usually like to put the lady first — but Bennett has me all out of sorts this afternoon.

Bennett. Not three seconds after my orgasm is over, his name is back in my head. Motherfucker.

Lila smiles lazily up at me. She strokes my jaw with her index finger, and I grin. I can think of one surefire way to put Bennett out of my head.

Lila and I pass another couple of blissful hours out on the water, eating the sandwiches, pastries and wine I picked up for our lunch, and fucking ourselves silly in between courses. I don’t take us back in to the marina until we’re both sated and exhausted.

“This has been a perfect afternoon,” she sighs happily as we arrive back on land.

“It really has,” I agree.

Until I look up at the dock and see who’s standing there waiting for us.