Prince Player(50)

I’m sweating as the boat glides across the lake. Nobody else is around, and it’s actually really beautiful and comfortable out on the water.

“Why are you rowing so fast?” she asks me.

“You’ll see,” I grunt, pushing and pushing, going as fast as I can.

I look up and eyeball our position on the lake. I give it another quick pull before taking a breath and sliding the oars back into the boat. The sun is just starting to set and colors burst into the sky.

“Okay,” she says to me. “We’re here. What’s the surprise?”

“Wait a second,” I say, holding up a hand. “Just trust me.

We sit there in silence together as the sun slowly starts to set. The colors are impressive peaches, oranges, reds, and purples, all swirling in the sky. As the sun gets lower, the light bends more and more, sinking in the sky, creating incredible panoramas. The sunset would be gorgeous itself, but that’s not why we’re here.

Slowly, the light hits the water, and the water changes. All around us, it looks like we’re floating on a sea of burning orange pure fire. It lights up, reflecting the gorgeous sunset. Because the water is so pure and reflective, there are a few spots on the lake that look absolutely incredible if you park a boat right on top of them. The water reflects this miasma of shifting colors, deepening reds and purples, and it’s like an incredible light show as the sun continues to set.

Hazel stares with a huge smile on her face. “Holy crap,” she says finally.

“Right?” I reply softly.

She laughs as the light finally shifts, and the water reappears. She looks up at me, astonished. “I’ve never seen anything like that.”

“Not many people do,” I say. “It happens once a day, but you have to be in the right spot for it. I only discovered it a couple years ago.”

She’s quiet for a second. “Thanks for bringing me here,” she says.

“I know this is hard.” I reach out and take her hand. “But if anyone can handle it, I think you can.”

“The things they’re saying about me…” she trails off, shaking her head. “It’s all lies, and it’s really bad.”

“It’s Julian. He’s leaking these things. He wants to destroy us.”

“What are we going to do?”

“We’re going to fight back,” I say firmly. “We’ll do some charity, make us look good to the public, and we’ll go after Julian hard.”

She glances away, out toward the water. “I don’t know. I’m in so far over my head.”

“Maybe.” I move closer to her, leaning over and pulling her toward me. “But you’ve gotten this far. You have to trust me.”

“Trust you…” she says softly. “I don’t know.”

I smirk at her and tip her chin toward me. “Why not? You think I’m not trustworthy?”

“You’re a player. And a prince. What do you want with a girl like me?”

“You know what I want,” I whisper to her, pulling her closer.

“Nolan…”

I kiss her softly at first, but quickly the kiss turns deep and more passionate. Our tongues roll along each other and I know I can’t wait until we get back to the shore.

I reach down and unbutton her jeans. She doesn’t fight me as I tug them down over her hips, making the boat rock. She doesn’t resist as I get her panties off, and my fingers find her soft, wet little pussy.

She moans into my kiss as I slide my fingers inside of her. I love how tight and warm she is. She’s wet already, ready for me, like she always is. And I want to make her feel good. Reward her for being such a good princess. I want her to know that she’s all I want or need.

I drop down and press her back. She supports herself with her elbows on the edge of the boat as I kiss her inner thigh and find her pussy with my tongue. I lap her up, lick her bottom to top, and suck her swollen clit.

“Oh, shit,” she moans. “Nolan. This is a bad idea. This boat’s going tip.”

I press two fingers deep inside of her. “Relax, princess,” I say. “You’re in good hands.”

I fuck her pussy with my fingers and she grips the side of the boat. I make sure to keep a wide stance, stabilizing us, as I start to fuck her pussy and suck her clit. I lick and love every single taste of her perfect, wet little cunt. I lap her up and finger-fuck her, and her moans get deeper and louder.

The boat’s rocking but I don’t care. We might actually tip as she reaches forward and grasps my hair, back arching as I fuck her pussy deep with my fingers. I manage to keep us stable, legs straining to keep us from tipping, and I know she’s totally lost. She’s too deep in this to stop and I don’t want her to. I keep fingering her pussy and I dive back down, sucking that wet nub, sliding my tongue down inside of her and back up, sucking and licking her clit.