An inexplicable wave of arousal as I sighted him inching closer to me. His hairy chest, the feel of hands caressing my body, and the feel of those lips on every inch of my skin.
He held me close, lifting me and setting me down on his muscled thighs covered in his breeches. My hands tangled in his soft luscious hair and his wrapping around my waist.
I gazed up at him, my eyes studying every crevice of his face engraving it to the deepest part of my memory.
Our lips met slowly, our tongues intertwining as I ground closer to him. One of his hands leaves my waist and begins to inch up my thigh going under my garments.
I moan, stopping the kiss for just a moment, His face going to nuzzle my neck. His hands move to a place I regard as my most private and intimate place.
I feel his fingers playing with my clit. Pleasure fills me as I grind down on his hand moans slipping out.
I threw my head back in pleasure as he began to go faster, occasionally biting my back and leaving his marks on me. I rocked myself against his hard shaft.
I was so close to that peak of divine pleasure. His hands played faster and his head moved to my breasts, my hands tangling in his soft mane of hair.
"Say my name and I'll let you come."
"Kent!..."
Lilith arose from her bed heady from the pleasure of a dream that seemed too good to be true.
"It turned out to be another wet dream." She thought to herself.
"They just keep getting more and more explicit each day. I can't believe I did that. How am I going to face him today." Lilith thought aloud.
Flashbacks of the dream passed image by image in her mind causing an occasional whimper from her lips.
Her nipples hardened, the cold sea breeze not helping Lilith in her intense state of arousal.
"Lilith?" Beth said, opening the chamber door slowly.
"Um, I'm here," Lilith said, covering herself up with a blanket.
"Are you okay Lilith?" Beth asked worriedly walking to Lilith's bed.
"You look very red and flustered. Maybe you've caught a bit of seasickness?" She asked, putting her hand on her head, and checking her temperature.
"It's nothing, I'm fine, I'm just a bit hot."
"Hot you say. It's so cold now it isn't even up to sunrise, there's still fog out." Beth murmured.
"Maybe I've caught a bit of a cold."
"I'll arrange a hot bath just for you."
"Why thank you, sweet Beth."
The duo smiled wistfully at each other.
"I'll go get the water ready. Oh, and I got a new frock for you. It's inside one of the cabinets."
"You're truly the sweetest Beth."
"Anytime Lilith," Beth said, walking out of the chamber.
Lilith sighs, flopping on the bed.
Beth returns a while later and she returns with the hot water dropping it in the bath chamber.
"After the hot bath, come out and take some mint tea. It's the last batch and I took it from Lady Donna's tray, hurry up now."
"I appreciate the treatment, Beth."
"Anything for a friend," Beth said smiling at Lilith her cute dimples showing how chubby her cheeks are.
She leaves Lilith, giving her privacy to take her bath.
Lilith finishes and wears her uniform coming out and going to the kitchen to assist Beth in preparing breakfast and drinking the mint tea already prepared for her.
******
Kent woke up feeling sluggish and tired and with a raging hard-on.
"These damn dreams." He muttered to himself.
He stood up from his bed moving to the large window with a view of the sea.
"Who's this girl? And why does it seem like I've seen her before." He thought to himself.
He began to undress, stepping into the bath chamber. The cold water cools the heat in him. Tendrils of his hair fell to his face as his head hung low seemingly thinking.
His hand stretched to collect the bathcloth and begin to wash his body. He began to rinse the sud after he finished.
Vivid flashbacks appeared in his head. Each is more explicit than the last.
"Oh fuck me. I need to get my mind off this shit." He muttered to himself leaving the bath chamber and grabbing a towel wrapping it around his firm waist.
He dresses up slowly but steadily and finally leaves the chamber.
"Crew assemble."
He says walking towards the main dock of the ship.
Everyone appears and waits for him to speak.
"It appears we're low on some essentials. and there has been a record of stealing and some funny business going out between some crew memes." He said as some members turned red instantly.
"But it is not the main issue. We begin to ride back tomorrow at dawn. I want not a single speck of dust on my ship, the best dish you have ever cooked and I don't want to see some of you lads making out at a corner of my ship. Do yer understand me?"
"Yes, captain." They echoed.
He began to walk away and just as he turned to the hallway leading to the cabins he saw a head of hair.
"Lilith?"
"Ah…sir"
"Didn't you hear I called for a meeting for the crew?"
"Well, sir…"
"Come and now spit out your bad excuse."
Lilith's head hung low as her heartbeat sped up.
"The man of my desires is right here! I can't say I thought of him all night and couldn't handle the sight of seeing him in person."
"Why's your head down? Let me see your face when I talk to you."
He stretched his hand towards her face wanting to lift it and she backed up.
"Are you guilty of something perhaps why're you hiding your face?" He asked suspiciously.
Grabbing her, He lifts her chin to meet his gaze. Lilith's face was beet red; she struggled in his grip to avoid meeting his eyes.
"What have you done? Why're you avoiding my gaze?"
"Nothing sir. I'm just feeling a bit under the weather."
"Look at me." He grabs her chin, lifting her head slowly to look into his eyes.
"You see, that wasn't so hard to do. Are you doing anything suspicious or you're perhaps the thief on deck."
"No sir I'm not a thief I was just feeling under the weather and I didn't want to spread it to you."
His hand holding her chin lifted it a bit more. Her eyes finally looked into his.
"And what's going on here?" Someone shrieked.
The duo separated, giving a gap from each other. Lilith's heart beat faster than ever with her beet-red face.
"You! Kent you're sleeping with scullery maids?!"
"And you stupid slut sleeping and spying on the captain giving your informants!"
"Donna please, that's not what's happening and you know it stops being dramatic."
"No! You're engaging in debauchery with this disgusting thing!"
"Since you don't want me anymore I'm going to jump off the ship." She cried.
"Come on Donna."
Donna cried moving closer to the edge of the ship and slowly settling on it.
"Your father won't like this Donna come down."
"I can't allow Donna to jump her father would cause so many issues for causing to death of his daughter when she committed suicide just for attention. I need to convince her to get off the edge so nothing would happen that would affect my business and cause problems for me or an innocent scullery maid."
"Donna…" Kent said gently.
"Just come down from the edge hmm? We can talk about this calmly."
"Donna…" Something whispered close by.
"Just do it…I'll catch you…"
"You will?" Donna asked shakily, the background conversation becoming nothing but a hum.
"Come on Donna, just jump so he can be mine!"
Donna's hands left the edge and she splashed into the water.
"Fuck!"