Chapter 88

• A few minutes later, Chester brought our drinks. We settled on the cream upholstered seat with a thick blanket wrapped around us. Her hair was windblown by the salty breeze, and she was just utterly gorgeous. The night was peaceful with a few stars twinkling in the dark sky.
• The thundering of my heart was louder than the humming of the vessels as our bodies pressed side by side. If this was not Blaine, I was a hundred percent sure that I already pounded her pussy in one of the suites of this yacht, and she was probably counting her orgasms on her toes at this moment.
• I didn’t usually follow the dinner rules, we got the dessert first before the damn main course. This whole thing was killing me with frustrating aching blue balls. But this was Blaine, and I’m willing to wait if in return I got to taste her again. And be my girlfriend.