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Whatever her feeling on the subject were, he couldn’t help but feel that there would be no regrets on his part if they were to wake up next to one another come morning light. It was easy to see that she had found him attractive enough that he himself wasn’t wasting any time. It was important to only bestow his own asset time on those who could profit him. That and him having some good time. Because all his time on the island only meant one thing - he was working. It was no party trip no matter how much it might have felt like it at times. ‘Part of me wants to wish for the morning, while another part want to stay in the moment…’
In response to her movements, his hands closed tighter around her body, ensuring that the two of them were pressed against each other in all the right places. Despite the upbeat music he made sure to guide their hips in line and in a much slower, more sensual way. ‘Do you even need a name?’ He asked in a slightly provocative tone of voice. He didn’t know what that particular mistress liked in her assets.
‘I can understand that.’ There was a certain charm to looking forward to waking up, sunlight streaming in through the window, the smell of the ocean drifting through the room on a gentle breeze, sounds of nature coaxing you from slumber, a warm body next to you pulling you back in. Then there was tonight, the inky sky contrasting with the liveliness of the crowd dancing around a bonfire, music filling her ears and body with its beats and lyrics - the constants being the smell of the ocean and the warm body keeping her close.
‘Without a name, whatever will I say when you’re deep inside me?’ Her words were spoken in an innocent tone, but the lust in her gaze and her smirk afterwards seemed enough to convey her desire for him. She let her hands glide around his body until they came to rest on the back of his thighs.















