The Nightmare Wizard
Chapter 63 – Two Nights on the Boat (2) +18

Chapter 63: Chapter 63 – Two Nights on the Boat (2) +18

William’s fingers traveled from Lia’s hips to her belly, drawing invisible figures on her trembling skin. She opened her legs naturally, offering herself completely. Her eyes shone with a mixture of pleasure and need, longing to feel him inside her.

"Are you ready for me to put it all in?" William murmured, his voice husky.

"Yes... I want you to fuck me hard, to make me yours again. Put it in deep... without any mercy," Lia replied, with a provocative smile and flushed cheeks.

William settled himself over her, guiding his erect member until it brushed against the wet lips of her vagina. With a slight push, the head grazed her entrance, eliciting an eager gasp from the girl’s lips. Lia moved her hips, seeking more.

"Do you feel it? It’s hot for you."

"I want it inside... now... fuck me, William."

With a single thrust, William penetrated her deeply. Lia cried out as she felt him fill her completely, her body arching, her fingers digging into his back.

"Ahh...! Like that! Like that... shit... you’re so big!"

"You feel so fucking tight... like you’re swallowing me," he growled, starting to move with force and rhythm.

The thrusts were deep and savage. Each time their bodies collided, a wet and erotic sound filled the room. Lia panted, her legs wrapped around William’s waist, holding him desperately.

"More... harder! Don’t stop! Make me scream your name!"

"Lia... fuck... you’re so wet... you’re making me lose control..."

"Cum inside me if you want! Fill my pussy with your cum!"

William quickened his pace, moving like a hungry animal. The bed creaked beneath them, the sheets crumpled, and sweat beaded on their bodies. William leaned down to kiss her desperately, while his hips continued to pound against her with a force that reverberated throughout the cabin.

"I’m not going to stop until you come three more times."

"Then fuck me like it’s the last night!"

William gently took her by the throat, looking into her eyes as he continued to penetrate her forcefully. Lia moaned and shuddered, her body completely at his mercy.

"I’m coming...! Ahhh...!"

A spasm ran through her from her fingers to her belly as a piercing moan broke the air. William felt her tremble beneath him and, instantly, filled her with his hot semen, spilling deep inside her as he let out a savage growl.

They lay panting, their bodies soaked, their chests rising and falling in unison. William fell to one side, still holding her, his heart pounding against his chest like a war drum.

Lia kissed him softly on the shoulder, snuggling against him.

"Don’t let go of me... ever."

"I never will."

The cabin smelled of sweat, skin, and satisfied desire. The sea breeze crept through the small crack in the porthole, cooling their intertwined bodies.

"I’m going to get some food," William said, reluctantly pulling away from Lia’s warm body, who only mumbled something under her breath as she stretched lazily on the rumpled sheets.

William put on light pants and went out into the hallway, his hair still tousled and fresh nail marks on his back. As he walked towards the ship’s cafeteria, the sailors looked at him, first curiously, and then with laughter and teasing.

"Hey, young man!" one shouted. "What’s with that triumphant walk? Did they promote you to captain, or did you win a night with a mermaid?"

"Just look at that satisfied face!" another added.

"That’s not from the food on this ship!"

William laughed, blushing, but far from being bothered, he raised his chin proudly and replied.

"Don’t be jealous, you old perverts! At least one of us is doing something productive with his free time!"

Laughter filled the hallway as he returned to the cabin with a tray of bread, fruit, and some smoked fish. He opened the door with a wide smile and a burning gaze.

Lia was waiting for him, sitting wrapped only in a sheet, her hair loose and her lips slightly swollen. Her eyes greeted him with a mixture of sweetness and desire.

"Did something good happen out there?"

William approached and placed the tray beside the bed before sitting next to her.

"Yes," he said as he wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her to his bare chest. "Everything is good... when it’s because of you."

She smiled, resting her cheek on his shoulder as he took a piece of bread and offered it to her.

"Open your mouth."

Lia obeyed, biting it slowly while looking into his eyes. He continued to feed her with his hands, letting his fingers brush her lips, kissing them playfully after each bite.

Then he took a grape and placed it in her mouth, but she caught it with her teeth and bit his fingers, giggling.

"You like doing this to me, don’t you?"

"More than I should."

A piece of melon fell clumsily onto her bare chest, sliding down the channel between her breasts. William looked down, swallowed hard... and without thinking, leaned in.

"Let me clean you..."

With his tongue, he traced the wet path left by the fruit, savoring both the sweetness of the melon and the warmth of her skin. Lia closed her eyes and arched slightly as she felt his mouth on her breast, soft but full of intention.

"If you keep doing that... we’re going to need more food."

"Then I’ll bring more later," William whispered against her skin. "But for now... I want to keep tasting you."

William held her by the waist, his breath still ragged. Her skin burned, and a drop of sweat slid slowly down his chest, disappearing into the dark curls of his abdomen. The room smelled of desire and sea salt. Lia, leaning against him, sighed in his ear.

"Can I... ask you something?" William asked, his voice low and husky.

She looked up, curious, and nodded without hesitation. "Anything you want."

"I want you to kneel... and show me what I desire so much."

Lia bit her lower lip, knowing exactly what he meant. She slowly positioned herself in front of him, with feline movements, turning sensually until she was on her knees on the mattress, her back arched and her hips raised, offering him an irresistible view.

"Like this...?" she whispered, a fiery blush on her cheeks.

William held his breath, approaching her with devotion. He placed his hands on her thighs, his thumbs caressing the soft curve that descended to her center. His mouth made its way with a mixture of desire and tenderness, exploring every corner, every fold, as if it were the first time. The salty taste of her skin intoxicated him.

Lia gasped. "Wait... it’s dirty..."

"I don’t care," he murmured, between wet caresses. "You’re perfect like this."

She gripped the sheets, shuddering between pleasure and embarrassment.

William suddenly pulled away, and Lia felt the tip of something larger, firmer, settle dangerously close.

"No... not there..." she pleaded, trembling.

He stopped immediately and caressed her gently.

"I won’t do anything you don’t want. Never. I’ll wait... as long as you need."

Lia turned her face to look at him over her shoulder, with a mixture of relief and tenderness. She smiled at him, warm and playful.

"Then... let me reward you... a little more."

She turned slowly, descending gracefully down his body until she was in front of his groin, and her lips parted with the promise of an even more intense ending.

The candle flickered on the small table, casting undulating shadows on the walls as the silence filled with moans and broken breaths.