Chapter 68.5 – Arton and Carina (1) R18

Carina closed the door behind her, the soft click echoing slightly in the confined space of her cabin. Alone, she paced by the small porthole, the last streaks of sunset casting a warm glow that skimmed across the ocean waves. Despite the beauty of the scene, her thoughts were turbulent, replaying the afternoon's bold escapade—her giving Arton a special massage while wearing just the bottom of her bikini, intended as a naughty distraction.

Shaking her head at her own audacity, she murmured to herself, "Why did I even think that was a good idea?" The memory of his shocked, yet unmistakably fascinated, expression made her cheeks burn with a mix of embarrassment and unbidden pleasure.

Trying to distract herself, Carina reached for her copy of Arton's diary with multiple doujinshis of different girls. Tonight, driven by a mix of guilt and curiosity, she sought a particular entry. Maybe there was something in his words, a clue to how he really felt about what had happened.

Finding the entry, she hesitated, then read:

"I have no idea what came over me, but I wanted to try it," Carina confessed, her gaze darting around the room. "It just seemed like a fun thing to do."

Arton nodded, his brow furrowed in thought.

"Well, you certainly succeeded," he said with a wry chuckle. "I have to admit, I was caught off guard. But I'd be lying if I said I didn't enjoy it."

Carina couldn't help but blush, a wave of shyness washing over her.

"Really?"

"Really," he replied, his eyes twinkling. "I've never seen anything like it. It was quite a sight."

She smiled, her heart fluttering at the unexpected compliment.

"I'm glad you liked it," she said softly.

He leaned forward, his eyes searching hers.

"More than liked," he murmured, his voice low and husky. "I can't stop thinking about it. The way your body moved, the sound of your voice... It's driving me crazy."

She swallowed hard, her pulse quickening at his words.

"So, what are you going to do about it?" she asked, her voice barely more than a whisper.

"What would you like me to do about it?" he countered, a teasing note in his voice.

Carina bit her lip, her mind racing as she tried to decide how to respond. She'd never been in this situation before, and she was nervous, but also excited.

"I want you to kiss me," she finally said, her gaze never leaving his.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes," she replied, her voice firm. "I'm sure."

Arton took a deep breath, then leaned forward and captured her lips in a gentle kiss.

Carina's eyes fluttered shut, and she sighed softly, her body melting into his. His hands roamed her body, his touch light and teasing.

After several minutes, Arton pulled away, his eyes dark with desire.

"Do you want me to keep going?" he asked, his fingers trailing down her stomach.

"Yes," Carina replied, her voice a breathless whisper.

Arton nodded and lifted her onto the massage bed, his movements slow and deliberate. He pulled off his clothes, his cock springing free, his shaft thick and throbbing.

"I can't believe I'm about to do this," Carina thought, her heart pounding in her chest.

She spread her legs, her body trembling with anticipation.

"Just relax," he positioned himself between her thighs and said, his cock nudging her entrance.

"Are you ready?" he asked, his gaze locked on hers.

"Yes," she breathed, her eyes half-closed with desire.

And then, slowly, he pushed inside, his shaft filling her completely, his movements careful and controlled.

Carina moaned, her body arching, her hands tangling in his hair, her fingers digging into his back.

"Arton," she gasped, her voice a throaty whisper.

He grunted and thrust harder, his hips slamming against hers, his pace quickening.

"Fuck, you're so tight," he growled, his fingers digging into her hips, his pace increasing.

She cried out, her body writhing beneath him, her pussy clenching around his cock.

As he pounded her, his thrusts hard and fast, she couldn't help but whimper, her body shuddering with pleasure.

She gazed up at him, her eyes hazy with lust, her breath coming in short gasps.

"God, you're so big," she whispered, her hands tracing the lines of his chest.

He chuckled, his movements never faltering.

"You like that, huh?"

She nodded, her cheeks flushed with desire.

"Mmhmm."

His grip on her hips tightened, and he thrust harder, his cock slamming into her g-spot.

She moaned, her fingers clutching at his back, her body bucking against his.

Carina could feel her orgasm building, her body tingling with pleasure, her heart racing.

"Please," she begged, her voice a strangled whisper. "Don't stop."

He nodded, his face flushed, his breathing ragged.

"I won't," he promised, his cock throbbing inside her.

She gasped, her climax crashing over her in a wave of ecstasy. Her body shuddered, her fingers digging into his shoulders, her breath coming in short gasps.

Arton groaned, his body tensing, his cock spurting deep inside her, his seed filling her completely.

"Fuck," he groaned, his voice low and husky.

They lay there, their bodies entwined, their breathing ragged.

"What if I got on top?" Carina asked, her voice barely more than a whisper. "I think I'd like to be in control for a change."

Arton nodded, his eyes sparkling.

"Alright, let's give it a try," he replied, his voice low and husky.

Carina nodded and climbed on top of him, her legs spread, her pussy hovering above his cock.

"Just like this?" she asked, her hands resting on his chest, her fingertips gently caressing his skin.

"That's it," he said, his voice strained. "Now lower yourself onto me."

She nodded and slowly began to sink onto his cock, her pussy stretching to accommodate his girth.

"Oh god," she moaned, her eyes fluttering shut. "You're so big."

He chuckled, his hands gripping her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh.

She lowered herself further, her body trembling, her pussy aching with need.

As she slid onto him, her body sinking onto his cock, she couldn't help but moan, her eyes rolling back, her hips grinding against his.

"This is amazing," she breathed, her voice thick with desire.

Arton nodded, his fingers gripping her ass, his breath coming in short gasps.

"You're doing so well, Carina. Keep going."

She nodded and began to move, her pace increasing, her pussy clenching around his shaft.

"Oh god," she moaned, her body shuddering with pleasure.

She rode him, her movements quickening, her ass slapping against his thighs, her breasts bouncing.

Arton grunted, his fingers digging into her hips, his cock throbbing inside her.

She felt his cock twitch, and she knew he was close.

"Are you going to come?" she asked, her voice a breathless whisper.

"Yeah, I am," he grunted, his hands gripping her ass, his movements growing more frantic.

"Then come for me, Arton. Fill me up."

With a strangled groan, he did just that, his cock pulsing deep inside her, his seed spilling into her waiting pussy.

Carina gasped, her body shuddering with pleasure, her orgasm crashing over her in a wave of ecstasy. She couldn't believe how amazing it had felt as she leaned down and kissed him.

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As closed the diary, her cheeks burned with a mix of embarrassment and anger. The light from the screen faded, casting her small cabin into shadow. Tomorrow, she would confront Arton, but for now she would try to sleep, the diary's words echoing like distant waves in her mind, each one crashing against her newfound resolve.

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