She snaked her fingers down, over her abdomen, tapping at her sex. “This morning I need to come again.”
He stroked his cock, using slow, rhythmic movements. “I want to watch you get yourself off, Victoria.”
She used one hand to play with her nipples, the other dipped lower, over her * to tease at her clit.
“Tell me how that feels,” Ben said.
“My clit tingles. My nipples are tight. I feel warm all over. It feels so good, Ben.”
“Yeah, I know that feeling. My cock is swelling hard in my hand, making me want to be inside you.”
As she rubbed her clit she watched Ben’s movements. He’d go slow, threading his cock through his closed fist, then jack his cock faster. It made her breathing quicken watching the features on his face tighten, knowing he was giving himself pleasure.
She quivered all over, and when she tucked two fingers into her *, using the heel of her hand to rub her clit, she heard his breathing deepen.
“Yeah, that’s it,” Ben said, speeding up his movements. “Fuck yourself.”
She felt the stirrings of orgasm and lifted her hips as if she was offering her * to Ben.
Heat penetrated her body, and pleasure swelled her sex. Her clit throbbed. She slowed her movements, watching Ben as he stroked faster.
It was the most delicious thing she’d ever seen.
“I’m going to come,” she said.
“Oh yeah,” he said. “I am, too.”
He drew closer, the movements of his hand over his cock swift. His cockhead spilled pearly drops of liquid and he used them to lubricate the shaft.
She spread her robe as he moved in even closer. Now she was ready—ready for him, ready for herself to go off.
“Oh, fuck,” Ben said. “I’m coming.
Ben let out a strangled groan as come spurted from his cock, the glorious white stream jettisoning into a perfect arc onto her belly and breasts. Watching him set her off and over and she cried out as she came, her hips undulating toward him as waves of orgasm catapulted her in a frenzy of wild pleasure. Her * squeezed her fingers in a tight vise of rhythmic contractions, sweet sensations that she reveled in while she watched Ben in the throes of his orgasm.
When she finally dropped her hips back to the chaise, she smiled up at Ben and swept her fingers over the ropes of come on her breasts.
“Now I need a shower.”
He leaned down and brushed his lips over hers. “And now we both need breakfast. How about I clean up a little, then order something for us while you shower?”
She cupped his chin, drawing in the kiss, letting it linger before letting go. “That sounds good. I’ll be right back.”
She went in and showered, then towel-dried her hair and slid into a sundress. When she came back out on the lanai, breakfast had just arrived.
“My timing is good, I see,” she said.
“Perfect.” He held the chair out for her and she sat.
She took a sip of the orange juice in front of her, then took her fork and stabbed a slice of cantaloupe.
They ate and she asked Ben questions about the surfing competition.
“There are three heats, which start this afternoon,” Ben said.
As she enjoyed her oatmeal, she asked, “And what do you think Alex’s chances are?”
“Good. Better than good.”
She looked out over the water, saw several surfers riding the tops of the waves. “Some of those guys are much younger than Alex.”
Ben took a swallow of juice and nodded. “Younger, yes. Not as experienced. Not as good as he is. Trust me, he’s got several years of competition left in him, providing he stays healthy.”
She wondered if Ben thought about still being out there, if he hadn’t gotten hurt. “Do you still surf?”
“Of course. Not the bigger waves, but I surf for fun. I can take you out there or Alex and I can both take you.”
She laughed. “I don’t think I can hang in there with the two of you.”
“Sure you can. We’ll take care of you.”
She pushed her plate to the side and poured another cup of coffee. “So tell me about yourself, Ben. Where are you from?”
“San Diego. That’s where I fell in love with surfing. Been doing it since I was a kid. Started competing when I was young.”
“And obviously you were amazing at it.”
He leaned back in his chair. “I was great at it. Won a lot of competitions, picked up some incredible sponsors and learned a lot about the business side of surfing, which helped after I got hurt and transitioned into the management and promotion aspect.”
She loved talking business with Ben. “You’ve obviously done well for Alex. He seems to have thrived.”
“Thanks. I manage a couple of other younger surfers as well. And it doesn’t hurt that these popular surfers promote my products. So we work well for each other.”
“But you’re not just using them. You actually like them. It shows.”