Eden Books Threesome On A Ship
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- Eden Books Threesome On A Ship
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“It’s like we’ve got the entire deck to ourselves. I can’t
believe it!” I yell at the clear sky.
Then, I wrap my sunblock-lathered !ngers around the
railing and peer over the ninth-“oor deck.
“Yeah, except for her,” Jack points at a young woman lying
alone on the other side of the swimming pool.
Following his gaze informs me how attractive he thinks
she is.
She’s just lying there with her eyes closed, soaking
under the morning sun.
Well, technically, I’m not sure if her eyes are closed
because she’s wearing sunglasses. But, you know, it makes
sense that she would be.
“You like her,” I say, half teasing, half baiting.
“She’s hot,” he replies, unmoved.
• • •
1Hayden Ash
Bronzed skin and long, luxurious black hair frame her face.
She’s got a petite yet athletic physique, and her tiny yellow
bikini leaves almost nothing to the imagination.
I can’t deny that looking at those perky, perfectly
shaped titties sends pangs of lust and desire into my core.
The woman’s glowing, olive complexion completely
contradicts my pale, soon-to-be sunburned skin. She’s the
exotic version of me, or perhaps I’m the vampiric translation
of her.
Her stomach is !at with slightly visible ab muscles like
mine. But, when she turns over in the chair, I can tell my
butt is bigger and rounder. Well, at least there’s that.
“You’re hot too, my lady,” Mac grabs my wrist, guiding me
back to our loungers by the pool.
He always knows when to comfort me. He’s sweet like
that sometimes. “You’ve both got gorgeous, sensual, sexy
curves. You two just work it in di”erent ways.”
“Whatever!” I roll my eyes but can’t help but smile.
Gosh, why am I so easy to win over when it comes to this
guy? I have never been with any other man.
We both turn our attention back toward the tanned
hottie across the chlorine water.
“She looks athletic,” Jack muses. “She’s probably got
stamina.”
“Stamina…” I repeat him—unsure if I like what the
word seems to imply.




