August 8, 2010

Drabble #70



Photo Prompt: Sailboat

She never realized how tiny those cabins could be, until he took her down below and snuggled her into the bunk. She didn’t know how they’d have room to move at all - fucking didn’t even seem possible. But he’s flexible and quick, and before she knows it her legs are in the air, feet bracing against the low ceiling. They’ve been flirting on the deck all afternoon and she’s already wet; he slides in easily and despite the cramped quarters, thrusts effortlessly. But they have to keep their voices down, mindful of the others up on the deck above.

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