Closing Argument

The Mediterranean sun beat down on the yacht’s polished deck, turning the air thick and salty. I leaned against the railing, heart hammering, as Elena stepped out of the salon in a white linen dress that clung to every curve I used to worship. Six years since we’d torn each other apart in law school, and the sight of her still made my cock twitch with raw need. Tension crackled between us like static before a storm.

“马库斯，”她低声说道，声音带着挑逗，把超大号太阳镜推到深色卷发上。“没想到对方律师会出现在我客户的游艇上。是来求和解的吗？”

I smirked, stepping closer so the breeze carried her citrus perfume straight into my lungs. “More like I’m here to remind you how I win cases, Elena. Or have you forgotten what my closing argument feels like?”

Her laugh was husky, eyes darkening. She glanced at the empty deck—her billionaire client was ashore for meetings—and bit her lower lip. “Still so arrogant. Some things never change.”

Heat surged through me. I closed the distance, sliding my hand along her waist, feeling the warm linen and the tremor beneath. “Tell me to stop and I will.”

Instead she grabbed my tie, yanking me into a fierce kiss. Our mouths crashed, tongues sliding hot and urgent. I groaned against her lips, palming her ass and pulling her against the hard line of my cock straining in my tailored pants.

“Fuck, I’ve missed this,” she whispered, breath ragged, fingers already working my belt. “Missed how you fill me up.”

We didn’t make it below deck. I spun her toward the cushioned bench under the awning, hiking her dress to her hips. No panties. Of course. Her shaved pussy glistened in the sunlight, already slick. I ran two fingers along her slit, circling her swollen clit until her knees buckled.

“Marcus… please,” she gasped, arching back against me.

我掏出粗硬的肉棒，青筋搏动，龟头涨成深色且渗出前液。握住她的胯骨，我以流畅的力道一举贯入她紧致的蜜穴。她失声叫了出来，穴肉如天鹅绒火焰般绞紧我。游艇在我们身下轻轻摇晃，与我开始深沉而稳定的抽插节奏交相呼应。

“God, you’re so wet for me already,” I growled against her ear, one hand sliding up to cup her full breast through the thin fabric, pinching the stiff nipple. “Still my favorite tight little cunt.”

“Yes… harder,” she moaned, pushing back to meet every thrust. Her voice trembled with each slap of skin. “Fuck me like you used to in the library stacks… remember?”

I did. I changed pace, slowing to shallow, teasing strokes that made her whimper and beg, then slamming in balls-deep so the wet sounds echoed over the water. Her juices coated my shaft, dripping down her thighs. I reached around, rubbing firm circles on her clit while I pounded her.

She came first, pussy spasming wildly, a sharp cry tearing from her throat. “Oh fuck… I’m coming on your cock!”

我没有停下。抽身而出，我将她翻过身来仰面躺在宽阔的长椅上，把她的双腿大大分开。看着她潮红的脸颊、裙摆堆在腰间、胸脯剧烈起伏的模样，我几乎把持不住。我再度沉入她湿热的深处，这次放慢了节奏，深深碾磨让她感受每一寸的占有。

“Look at me,” I whispered, voice rough. Our eyes locked. “Tell me how much you love my dick stretching you.”

“I love it,” she panted, nails digging into my shoulders. “Love how you own this pussy… don’t stop, Marcus. Fill me.”

这番告白让我彻底失控。我加速冲撞，长椅吱呀作响，她的呻吟碎成断续的喘息。当她再度绞紧，颤抖着迎来第二次高潮时，我深深抵住花心激烈射精。浓稠的精液灌满她痉挛的蜜穴，在我持续碾磨余韵时从交合处汩汩溢出。

We stayed locked together, breathing hard, the sun warming our sweat-slick skin. I brushed damp hair from her forehead, pressing a softer kiss to her swollen lips.

“Best settlement I’ve had in years,” I murmured, smiling against her mouth.

Elena laughed breathlessly, tracing lazy circles on my back. “Don’t think this means I’m dropping the case, counselor. But… maybe we negotiate terms in the cabin next time. With fewer clothes.”

I chuckled, still buried inside her warmth. “Deal. Long as the closing argument stays this persuasive.”

She squeezed her inner muscles around me playfully, drawing a groan from us both. The yacht swayed peacefully, waves lapping at the hull while we whispered lazy promises, the old fire between us burning brighter than ever under the open sky.