“Yes, please.”
He smiled and took her hand. “This way.”
Leo guided her past the dinette and down a few steps until they reached a short hallway. Closed doors were on each side. He stopped at the first one on the left and twisted the knob.
“This is my room.” He entered darkness and she followed.
The lights came on with a flip of a switch, and Gwen couldn’t believe her eyes. A large bed turned at an angle occupied most of the cabin. Plum-colored sheets covered the mattress. She found a dresser and flat screen television on the wall behind her.
Leo strolled to the opposite side of the cabin and extended his arm. “The facility is in there.”
Gwen entered the bathroom and was awestruck again. The long granite countertop had two sinks and the shower area looked big enough for multiple people. A toilet sat to the right.
“This is really nice, Leo.” She walked out and moved in front of him.
He slipped one hand into the pocket of his khaki shorts. “You should see my parent’s yacht.”
“I’m stunned.”
“Does this mean you’re willing to stay with us?” Paolo asked as he entered the suite.
Gwen spun to face him and crossed her arms. “Let me think… Two attractive men with big cocks and an expensive boat. Hmm…”
Leo wrapped his arms around her waist. He pressed his mouth to her ear and his stiff member to her ass. “Say yes. You won’t regret it.”
Paolo moved closer and lifted her chin so her gaze met his. “Why not live a little and enjoy life?”
She stared into his green eyes while he brushed his thumb over her lips, similar to the way Leo had in the car. Need and curiosity ruled her thoughts. She longed for them to touch her, please her and do whatever naughty things they wanted to do. Yes, she’d take a chance to explore passion with them as they sailed the seas.
She smiled. “When do we leave?”
Chapter Four
Gwen sat in a comfortable seat on the yacht’s upper deck. Leo called the area the flybridge. The enclosed room held similar luxuries to the salon with polished fixtures, leather seats to accommodate at least ten people, a flat screen television and a bar. An opening in the floor led to the curved staircase. Another way to get to the lower part of the craft was to exit via the balcony in the back and descend a ladder. The accommodations and amenities on the vessel continued to amaze her and she estimated their gift had to easily cost over a million dollars.
Leo stood in front of the navigational panel and what a sight it was with fancy electronics, knobs and buttons. Gwen stared at the sea, then shifted her gaze to him. He faced the tinted window and kept his hands on a large wheel. He fidgeted with the instruments every now and then while he drove the craft effortlessly, speeding through the water with the engines softly humming. He glanced at her, as if he sensed her looking at him.
“Do you feel all right?” Leo asked.
The boat swayed on cue. “Yes, I’m fine. The rocking doesn’t bother me.” She’d been on a few boat rides before when she’d taken her daughters on vacation in Florida. They’d enjoyed dolphin and fishing excursions and not once had she emptied her stomach or felt the slightest bit queasy.
“Would you like something to drink?” Leo asked. “I have a plenty in the cooler.”
“Maybe later. I’m good right now.”
“How far are we?” Paolo asked as he appeared from the hatch leading to the lower deck. He continued climbing the steps until he reached the flybridge.
Leo looked at the instruments on the panel. He pressed a few buttons then lifted his gaze to the window. “Far enough.”
Paolo hid his hands in the pockets of his khakis as he came to a stop next to Leo. While Leo had spent the better part of the last hour behind the wheel of the craft Paolo had shown Gwen the remaining cabins and chatted away with her. She had learned quite a bit about them, their family and their interests. In little time she came to the conclusion they were dream catches for a young lady who didn’t mind being shared with two men. And if she were younger, she’d move to Italy and snatch them up.
Leo pulled a lever toward him and the boat slowed. Gwen rose and gazed out of the wraparound window. Not a boat was in sight, but a mile or so away she spotted an island.
“Do people come out here much?” she asked.
“Sometimes. Usually to pass through. The good islands for sunbathing are farther out,” Leo said.
“Is that one?” Gwen pointed and they both looked.
“No,” Leo answered. “There’s no beach on that one.” He lowered his head and pressed a button. Within seconds, the low hum of the engine died.
Paolo moved around Leo, toward Gwen. “We’re here.” He held out his hand to her. “Ready for some vitamin D?”
She chuckled at the reference to his erection. “Would that D stand for dick?”
He grinned slyly. “Of course.”
She slid her palm into his. “I’m always ready for some vitamin D.”
“We have just what you need.” Paolo led her to the hatch.
She slowly descended the winding staircase, holding onto the rails so she wouldn’t miss one of the small steps. Paolo followed her, but she didn’t see Leo. On the main deck, she moved aside and glanced up.
“Is Leo coming?” she asked.
Paolo reached the bottom of the stairs. “He’ll join us soon. Shall we?” He headed to the door and opened it.
Gwen left the cool confines of the lower deck and stepped outside. She squinted from the bright sunlight reflecting off the boat. In an instant, she remembered she’d left her purse on the bed in one of the staterooms. She spun to go fetch them. “I left my sunglasses inside.”
Paolo stood near the door and held up his hand to stop her. “Stay. I’ll get them.”
“They’re in my purse and I think it’s in the room where we were chatting earlier.”
“I’ll be back.” He disappeared within seconds.
Off to the side, Leo climbed down the ladder from the patio connected to the bridge. He jumped off before he reached the last few steps. “Where’s Paolo?”
“He’s getting my sunglasses for me.”
Leo grabbed the bottom edge of his shirt and lifted it over his head. He dropped it on the floor. “Will you swim with us?”
Gwen swallowed as she stared at the rows of solid muscle on Leo. He unfastened his khakis while he stepped out of his sandals. He had a thin layer of blond hair, a line of which traveled south from his navel.
“I think I’ll stay here,” she finally said.
He pushed his pants down until they pooled at his feet, leaving only red boxers to cover his groin. “It’s okay to swim naked. No one is around for miles. We’ll hear if someone is coming.”
The door swung open and Paolo stepped outside with her purse. She took it and quickly dug inside for her shades. Once she found them, she slid them on and walked to the cushioned bench. She dropped her handbag on the seat.
Paolo tugged his shirt off. “Are we swimming?”
Leo removed his boxers. “Sì.”
Fire consumed Gwen in an instant and she doubted the sun was the cause of her elevated temperature. Leo’s cock lay among a patch of blondish hair. She forced herself to look away. Her gaze landed on Paolo. He too had sculpted muscles along his torso. My God, he was just as mouthwatering. Light brown hair covered his chest.
“You’re coming, Gwen. Yes?” Paolo asked as he removed the remaining bit of clothes from his legs. He’d already discarded his shoes.
Gwen couldn’t help but look at his groin. Brown hair surrounded the base of his dick and covered his balls.
“Come swim with us,” Leo said, holding out his hand.
“You go ahead,” she said. “I want to soak in some rays first.”
Paolo smacked him on the shoulder then leaped onto the edge of the boat. The muscles in his ass and thighs were a sight to see. Gwen licked her lips as he dove into the water.
Leo
wasted little time. He followed his brother in a similar manner and disappeared from her view before she could fully appreciate his backside.
Gwen moved to the farthest point of the vessel and spotted Paolo and Leo’s heads bobbing above the surface. The sea hid the rest of their bodies. Damn, she wanted to see their naked flesh again. Although they had lean frames, they had enough padding on their bottoms for her to squeeze. She’d make certain to do so later.
“Come in, Gwen.” Paolo waved his hand in the air.
“Is it cold?”
“It won’t be when you join us,” Paolo said.
She stood with her hands on her hips. What kind of answer was that? She had a sneaking suspicion he wasn’t talking about the temperature of the water.
“In a little bit,” she said, grinning.
She returned to the bench and slipped her feet from her shoes. A stack of towels and bottles of what she guessed were lotion lay in wait. She debated if she should swim in the buff or sunbathe.
She walked to the side of the boat. Small waves rippled and hit the craft. Although the day was warm, she couldn’t be certain about the Mediterranean. She climbed down the ladder on the side of the craft and held onto it as she dipped her toes in the sea. Cool water touched her skin. She quickly decided she’d rather bask in the rays of the sun.
Back at the bench, she took one of the cloths and unfolded it. She laid it across the floor and placed another at the end to use as a pillow. While she removed her skirt and blouse, she listened to Leo and Paolo splash and talk in their native language.
“Gwen,” Paolo called.
With nothing but her bikini panties and a bra covering her, she moved to the end of the craft.
“It’s too cold. I’m going to sunbathe for a while,” she said and gathered her hair off her shoulders.
They both watched her.
“We’ll keep you warm. Join us,” Leo said.
“I’m sure you would. But I’ll take my vitamin D here.”
She turned and headed for her purse. For a moment she considered joining them. She was burning up in the heat and from her arousal. The sea would cool her, but they would drive her temperature back up. Still, would she ever get another chance to swim with two sexy men on such a beautiful day with nobody around for miles?
She snatched a hair band from her bag and tied her locks behind her head. A playful dip sounded like fun. Naughty deeds would undoubtedly be involved. Was she ready to get kinky with them?
A splash nearby grabbed her attention. She turned and found Paolo climbing a ladder. He reached the ledge and jumped onto the boat. Rivulets of water ran down his body. She followed the path of the drops and glanced at his erection. Although it was small, it was growing.
“I came to sunbathe with you,” he said with a crooked smile. He threaded his fingers through his wet hair and stepped toward her. “And to offer my vitamin D.”
“Oh, well in that case…” She twisted and snatched a bottle from the bench. “Will you put sunscreen on me?”
She turned and found him standing next to her. “Gladly,” he said.
Excitement stirred within Gwen as she lowered onto the towel. Soon she’d have a young man’s hands caressing her body. How delightful. How erotic. She entertained the idea of removing the little bit of clothing she had on to let him explore wherever he wanted, but decided to let him take the extra effort to slip them off.
Paolo knelt next to her. He flipped the lid off the bottle, poured an ample amount of lotion into his palm then set the container down.
“Relax.” He used both hands to smooth the goo onto her skin.
Gwen took a deep breath and let the tension ease from her as he massaged the sunscreen over her skin. He gently rubbed the cream over her neck, shoulders, back and arms. His touch sent soft tingles of awareness to her breasts, especially when his digits grazed the sides.
“Would you mind if I take this off you?” He hooked a finger under a strap of her bra and tugged on it.
“Not at all.”
As he unlatched the garment, she glanced at his dick. It had grown substantially since the last time she’d looked at it. And what a big erection he had, stiff and with vivid veins.
“My cock likes you.” He slid the piece of clothing down her shoulders then removed it from her arms. Her breasts bounced free from the cups.
“I can tell,” she said.
“You can touch it. I won’t mind.” He poured more sunblock into his palm. “Lay down for me.”
Gwen reclined until her head rested on the folded towel. Paolo touched her upper chest and a zing shot straight to her nipples. They pebbled as he slowly moved his hands around her tits and between them. While he stared at her perky buds, she marveled at his solid rod. Desire blazed hotter and made her panties damp. Licking her lips, she reached and claimed hold of his length.
Paolo paused and sucked in air between his teeth. Gwen stroked his cock, bringing her hand from the base to the top. She ran her thumb over the head, and he grinned widely.
“You like my dick. Yes?” he said.
“Yes.”
“Good.” He squeezed her tits. “May I suck these?”
She brought her legs together as a mini spasm rose. “Please do.”
He latched onto her right bud first. Hot currents of lust played within her body. She clenched her thighs while more moisture seeped from her. He groped her other tit while he endeavored to make the nipple he was feasting from painfully hard.
“That feels so good,” she said as she fisted his erection.
“Sì. Feels molto buono.”
Water splashed on the deck. Paolo lifted his head up. Gwen turned her gaze in the same direction he was facing while she kept his dick in her grasp. Leo walked toward them, dripping wet.
“Need any help?” he asked, wiping his face.
Paolo looked at Gwen. “Extra vitamins are good for you.”
A chuckle slipped from her. “Yes, they are.”
Leo stopped on her other side. His shaft enlarged while he gazed at her body.
“I haven’t made it past her belly yet.” Paolo lifted the bottle and handed it to Leo. “You can take care of the lower part of her body.”
Leo took the sunscreen and kneeled. With a wicked smile, he poured a line of goo along her thighs.
“Now, where was I?” Paolo asked.
He placed his lips around the other pebble. He flicked it several times before he suckled the bud. The flame of need rose again within Gwen. She tightened her grip on Paolo’s member and pumped it. He groaned and kneaded her breasts, building the anticipation. Leo fueled her fire, massaging the lotion over her thighs and coming dangerously close to her apex. Seawater dripped on her while his length pressed against her leg. She wanted to take Leo’s dick into her hand too, but she couldn’t reach it.
Paolo released her tit then covered her mouth with his. He slipped his tongue between her lips while he pinched her erect pebbles. Erotic electricity flowed through her body. She moaned softly and arched her back. As Paolo deepened the kiss, she stroked his cock and nearly missed the soft brush of her bikini being tugged down her legs. Once Leo removed her panties, she flattened her feet on the deck and spread her knees wide.
Gwen’s heart raced while lust consumed her every thought. She was wet, scorching hot and starving for them. Leo kissed the inside of her thigh and she quivered slightly. She wanted him to move closer, to fuck her with his tongue so she’d come. Yes. She needed the sweet release that he could give her.
Paolo groaned and lifted his head. “Will you suck me, Gwen?”
Revealing her eagerness, she gave him a jerky nod.
Grinning, Paolo rose on his knees and moved one leg over her chest. He held his erection near her chin. At the same time, Leo put his hands on her pussy and parted the lips. As Gwen accepted Paolo’s dick into her mouth, Leo lapped at her slit.
“Such a beautiful mouth,” Paolo said.
Gwen stroked his shaft as he slowly slid it i
n and out. She tried to focus on taking him deep, but it was difficult while Leo licked her. Each brush brought her closer and closer to an orgasm. Electrified with need, she squirmed underneath Leo. Every nerve ending in her body felt hot and charged. She was ready to pop at any second. Paolo rocked into her and she relaxed her jaw, taking him as far as she could. His balls hit her chin as he pumped faster. Between her legs, Leo inserted his fingers and slid them within her while he toyed with her swollen nub.
“Suck me good, Gwen,” Paolo said, his body tensing.
She breathed through her nose but it wasn’t enough. She was on the brink of coming and she needed more air. Paolo held her head while he pushed his cock deep. He was tense, ready to burst. Finally, his member beat against her tongue. He said something in Italian as warm fluid spilled down her throat. She swallowed while he drove into her mouth a few more times.
Now that she could focus her thoughts on herself, she reveled in the pleasure Leo was giving her. She felt like a firecracker, shooting high into the sky and ready to explode. He replaced his digits with his tongue and tweaked her clit. She couldn’t take the torture any longer. She gave in to the demands of her body and her inner walls quivered. Each lively spasm brought a wave of tranquility through her. She wanted to relax in the bliss for as long as possible.
Paolo slowly withdrew his rod. It sprang from her lips with a coating of her saliva. He stood next to her, gazing down. “That was magnificent. I can’t wait to fuck you now.”
“I want her ass,” Leo said.
Paolo faced him and said something she couldn’t understand while he pointed to the inner part of the boat. Seconds later, Leo dashed past the door.
She lifted her head. “Where’s Leo going?”
“Don’t worry. He’s getting some things for us.”
Gwen sat upright and watched Paolo fist his shaft. At the same time, she wondered what items Leo was retrieving. Toys? Condoms?
“You have a beautiful mouth. I loved fucking it,” he said. “Did you like my vitamin D?”
She grinned. “I did, but other parts of my body need vitamins.”
His gaze traveled to her apex. “I can help with that.”
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