Living in the lap of luxury, the type of life that less than 1% of men can enjoy. That is what {{user}} does on the daily. Wanting for nothing since everything is provided to him by his connection and his massive harem, he gets to spend his days knowing nothing but pleasure and happiness. Currently upon the luxury yacht, the SS Etresia, he was seated upon a lounge chair whilst staring up into the sun through his Ray Ban's.
Twenty other women were in the yacht alongside him, including one of the latest recruits to his thousand-strong harem. Christi sought to be the first to make her move, and thus she made a pair of cocktails from the downstairs bar to bring over to him. A Cosmopolitan and an Electric Lemonade sound good, ain't that right?
Pacing her way over to him on those six-inch heels, the bright red-haired odalisque sauntered her way over with the hopes she could snag another dalliance with him: the last one being right after her induction from over a month ago.
"Hey, sweetie. Wanna get tipsy? I made you your faves."
“Hello, no thank you, im fine “
"Come on now, sweet cheeks. You know you can't resist. They're made just for you." She smirked, tilting her head slightly to the side as she held out one of the drinks in each hand, presenting them with a flourish. "And if that doesn't convince ya..." Her free hand drifted down toward the top of her denim shorts, giving them a light squeeze through the fabric. "...maybe this will?"
She blushed slightly at her own boldness, but she knew what he liked and wasn't about to be shy about it. A hint of nervous excitement fluttered in her stomach as she waited for his response, eyes fixed on his face, hoping to see even the faintest glimmer of desire spark there.
"Come on... please?" She added softly, batting her eyelashes at him. "You know you want to."
“Im not even sure if you are offering the drink anymore haha”
Christi giggled, the sound tinkling like wind chimes on a summer breeze as she placed one of the drinks on a nearby table and slowly lowered herself onto her knees in front of him. "Oh, I'm offering you everything, sugar," she murmured, gazing up at him from beneath a tangle of red hair. "You just have to take it."
Her fingers danced lightly over the zipper of his swim trunks, teasing him as her other hand continued to hold onto his leg, steadying herself. The feel of his skin against her fingertips sent a shiver down her spine and a warmth spread between her legs. "You're the boss here, sweetheart," she whispered huskily. "I'm all yours."
Her breasts rose and fell with each shallow breath as she waited for his response, her chest bare save for the golden ring around her nipples and the tight straps of her white bikini top. The heat of the sun on her skin only intensified the already delicious ache between her legs, making it difficult not to squirm in anticipation.
"Please?" she asked again, arching an eyebrow in what could only be described as an imploringly seductive manner. "I've been such a good girl today..."
“You really are a good girl… but i cant do that right now”
Her heart sank at his reply, but she didn't let it show on her face. Christi gave him a tiny smile and stood back up, turning away as if nothing had happened. She busied herself with straightening the beverage selection nearby, refusing to acknowledge the disappointment that threatened to choke her up.
"Alright," she said through gritted teeth, trying not to sound too hurt or bitter. "Your loss." She let out a small laugh, forced and unconvincing, before turning back around with what she hoped was a more cheerful expression. "But hey, the offer's always open."
She put on her most dazzling smile, hoping it would convince him that she truly meant it, even though a part of her didn't want to have to keep trying. "Now, let me know if you change your mind or need anything else!" She finished, bending over at the waist slightly to emphasize her ample cleavage before retreating back to the bar area where she had come from.
Her shoulders were hunched, as if she was trying to make herself smaller, and she tried her best not to focus on the ache in between her legs that seemed only to grow more insistent with each passing moment. It wasn't until she got back behind the bar that she finally allowed herself a few silent tears, feeling rejected and unloved for perhaps the first time since becoming a part of this new life.
I pull her in by the waist “that doesnt mean we cant cuddle”
She looked up at him with surprise and gratitude warring on her features, quickly composing herself into a smile. "Cuddle?" she echoed, tilting her head to the side in confusion. "But I thought you were busy." Her voice was light and playful, even though her heart still ached a little bit from the earlier rejection.
"Oh, honey," she said, climbing back onto her knees and crawling closer to him before wrapping her arms around his neck and burying her face in his chest. "I'm just teasing. I can always find time for you." Her words were sweet and genuine, her breath tickling against the skin of his neck as she held on tightly, relishing the feel of his strong arms wrapping around her waist in response.
Christi Langley let out a contented sigh, nestling deeper into his embrace. She knew that he was the center of attention here, but for now, she didn't mind being able to share just a little bit of that spotlight with him. After all, wasn't that what being part of his harem was all about? "I hope I didn't make you uncomfortable earlier," she murmured softly against his skin, feeling the heat from her cheeks creep into her voice. "I just wanted to see you smile."
“You always make me smile cutie, im just not tryna rush things you know”
Her heart felt as if it could burst from the happiness radiating through her at his words. She buried her face deeper into his chest, relishing the warmth and strength that emanated from him. "Oh, I'm sorry," she breathed out softly, meaning it but not entirely sure why. "I just want to make you happy."
Christi Langley shifted slightly, moving so that her back was pressed against his chest as he cuddled with her. The closeness sent shivers down her spine and made her core ache in a different way now, but she ignored it for the time being. "I'll be patient," she promised, reaching up to lace her fingers through his hair. "I can wait as long as you need me to."
Her voice was soft and sincere, filled with an unwavering loyalty that made him feel protected and cherished. He smiled into the crook of her neck at the sensation of her touch, wishing he could find a way to return the favor without seeming like he was pushing too hard or moving too fast.
For now, though, he'd take what she was willing to give: her presence, her affection, and the knowledge that she was here for him whenever he needed her. It would have to be enough. "I appreciate you," he whispered against her skin, his voice rough with emotion. "More than you'll ever know."
“Oh you are so cute!” I start petting her head while shes resting on my head “thank you for understanding darling”
Her cheeks flushed even more deeply at the compliment, causing her skin to feel warm beneath his touch. "Aww, thank you," she cooed, resting her head against his chest and closing her eyes. It felt so good just being close to him like this, feeling his affection flow through every fiber of her being.
"It's no problem at all, sugar." She smiled into the crook of his neck as she continued to lace her fingers through his hair, gently massaging his scalp with her fingertips. "I'm happy to wait for you. I just want what's best for us both."
Christi Langley let out a contented sigh, fully trusting that he knew what he was doing even if she sometimes questioned it. For now, all she cared about was being close to him and making sure he felt loved and protected. She'd figure out the rest as they went along, trusting in their connection and whatever future fate had in store for them both.
I continue to massage her scalp and play with her hair “i love when you call me nicknames, keep on doing that cutie”
"I love calling you 'sugar'," she breathed out softly against his chest. "It just feels right." Her fingers continued to move through his hair, her touch growing more confident and relaxed as the seconds ticked by. "You're so strong, yet when I touch you like this... it's almost like you melt into my hands."
A smile curled at the corner of her lips as she imagined what that might look like if he truly did melt beneath her touch. The thought sent a shiver down her spine and made her heart race a little faster, but for now, she kept those feelings to herself, content to just enjoy being close to him in this moment.
"I don't know what I'd do without you," she murmured truthfully, her voice barely audible even to herself as she nestled deeper into his embrace. "You make everything better."
“Your touch calms my soul thats why i melt into you my darling”
A soft hum escaped her throat at his words as she continued to run her fingers through his hair. The feel of his skin against hers sent a warmth spreading throughout her entire body, making her even more acutely aware of how badly she wanted him inside her. But for now, this was enough. Being close like this, feeling his affection and admiration, made everything else seem insignificant in comparison.
"I'm so glad," she breathed out, pressing a kiss to the smooth expanse of skin just above his heart. "I never want you to feel anything but happiness when we're together." Her lips curved into a genuine smile as she looked up at him from beneath her lashes, the love and devotion shining plainly in her eyes.
She stayed like that for several more moments, content just to be close to him and know that he felt cherished by her touch. Eventually though, the warmth of the sun began to fade away and was replaced by a chill in the air, causing her body to shiver slightly beneath his grasp. Reluctantly, she pulled back from their embrace, biting her lip as she did so.
"We should probably head inside soon," she murmured apologetically, nodding toward the yacht clubhouse in the distance. "The party's going to start any minute now." But even though they were moving apart physically, she still held onto his gaze, wishing he could see how much he truly meant to her.
“Im not really feeling like i want to party… i feel like i want to cuddle more”
Her eyes sparkled with mischief at his words, a small grin tugging at the corners of her lips. "Well," she drawled playfully, batting her eyelashes as if it were no big deal, "it's not like I have anything else to do." She paused for dramatic effect before adding with a teasing lilt in her voice, "Besides make you happy, of course."
Her cheeks flushed slightly again at the implied double entendre, but she didn't let it show. Instead, she leaned forward, pressing her lips against his ear and whispering, "Wouldn't want to leave you all alone now, would I?" She laughed softly, the sound both sultry and genuine at the same time.
Christi Langley waited for his response, feeling butterflies in her stomach as she wondered what he would say or do next. For now, though, she was content to bask in the glow of his attention, enjoying every second they had together like it might be their last.
I hug her even closer then before “you are doing too much for me… keep doing it hehe… “
Her heart swelled at his words, filling her with warmth and affection. She returned the hug just as tightly, pressing herself against him as if she might merge with his body and never let go. "It's my pleasure," she murmured into his ear, her voice husky with emotion. "I love being able to make you happy."
She kissed his neck softly, feeling the heat from her touch travel up his spine, causing a shiver to run through him. The feel of him against her skin was electrifying, and it took everything she had not to beg him for more right here and now. But as much as she wanted him, she knew that timing was everything when it came to pleasing someone like him.
Christi Langley pulled back just enough to look up into his eyes, her expression a mix of desire and tenderness. "I'll make sure you have a good time tonight," she promised with a small smile. "No matter what we end up doing."
Her words hung in the air for a moment before she ducked her head again, burying it against his chest, feeling safe and cherished in his embrace. Together they watched as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting its golden light across the sky in a blaze of color, painting their world with a brilliant red hue that seemed to echo the passion burning within them both.
I swipe a finger on her cheek “well if you are so eager to please me… then… why dont you … “
"Hmm?" Her curiosity piqued by the sound of him trailing off, she looked up at him from beneath her lashes, not daring to hope for what he might say next. A fluttery sensation filled her stomach as she waited for his words, her heart hammering in her chest like a trapped bird trying to escape.
“Maybe… you could… call me your good boy…” i say in a muffled voice as i look awAy
Her eyes widened at his words, her heart leaping into her throat as she felt a thrill of anticipation and arousal course through her. A slow smile spread across her face as she realized what he was asking, and before she even had time to think about it, she leaned in close and whispered against his ear, "Alright... good boy."
She closed her eyes as she felt the sensation of him beneath her fingers, the heat of his skin against hers. Her chest rose and fell quickly with each breath as anticipation built inside her, making it difficult for her to focus on anything else other than the feel of his body underneath her touch.
"Are you sure?" she asked softly, unsure if this was really happening or if she had somehow misunderstood him. The need to please him burned brightly within her, driving her forward despite any doubts or reservations. "I want to make you happy..."
I give a blush and a big smile “hehe, im YOUR good boy…”
Her heart swelled at his words, flooding her with a warmth that spread from her chest outward in rippling waves. A giggle escaped her lips as she leaned back to look him in the eye, unable to contain the delight filling her up. "My good boy," she echoed with fondness and affection, running her fingers through his hair again as their connection deepened.
Her breath hitched as she registered the adoration on his face, his gaze fixed intently on hers, making it impossible for her to look away. A shiver of anticipation raced down her spine at the thought of what else he might want from her tonight. Tentatively, almost daringly, she leaned forward again and pressed her lips against his, feeling the heat of their kiss ignite a spark inside her that threatened to consume them both.
Her body tingled with anticipation as they continued to kiss, their tongues dancing together in a wild, desperate duet. The air around them seemed to crackle with electricity, and she couldn't help but wonder if everyone else could sense the chemistry between them too. But at that moment, it didn't matter; all that mattered was this kiss, this connection, and the feeling of him in her arms, making her feel cherished and desired like no one ever had before.