Chapter 143 - (H) BIG

Holding up her body, lifting her on the surface like holding a light feather, Lapil strides unhurriedly to the platform of the boat carrying her waist and bum. He skims his lips on her tenderly and ponders her cheeks with kisses as he lays her down by. 

"Have I already told you that you're so beautiful?" He whispered to her and swept the strands of her hair behind. Yanarym blinks, parting her lips to breathe and looks at him, who stares at her with drunken eyes.

"You like me because I'm beautiful?" She asked and he smiled at her. 

"Maybe," he hushed her before she could even talk again by sealing their lips together. This time, it's not a light brushing of skin but he started to devour her mouth. Savoring the flavor of fruits she had to consume earlier with her natural sweet taste. 

They gasped for air as they parted for a second and Lapil began again more forcefully. "W-wait, wait!" Yanarym pushed his face away from her as she felt the swaying of the boat in the middle of the deep blue sea. 

"Why?" Lapil asked absently, she stared at him. It seemed like he was not himself as his eyes couldn't focus on anything but her. He halted on kissing her but his hands squeezed and pressed her waist and.

"I'll do it." She said firmly. 

"Do what?"

"Just...just sit here and let me do it." She said, pushing his body away. Lapil who was being clouded by lust uplifts his body by her command. She told him to sit on the platform so he did. 

"What are you doing?" He catches her hand which swiftly takes off the clothes that made him naked in an instant in front of her. 

Yanarym paused for a second as she gaped at his semi-hard penis. She wants to run away as he stares at it even longer and it starts to get hard on its own. She swallowed a mouthful of her saliva. 

"Why are you so big?" She blurted out and looked at him. Lapil who was always looking composed and all, flushed from her direct statement. 

"Y-you shouldn't say i-it like that, you're a Bai." He mumbled shyly. 

Yanarym curses in her mind seeing how cute Lapil is right now. He's like this big cutie cinnamon roll blushing at her erotic declaration. She couldn't believe how the situation escalated to this. Now, the table has turned and she is on the upper hand. 

"Let me go, Lapil," she said as she tried pulling her hands from his grip but he shook his head. 

"No, what are you trying to do?" 

"I'll make you happy." 

"W-what?" His cheeks, neck, and ears turn crimson red as he comprehended what she told him. 

"You don't want to? Alright, I'll stop." She said nonchalantly and Lapil let her go obviously. Yanarym smiled and knelt between his legs and reached out on his big hard cock. She sighed, why is it bigger and longer than anyone else? Could Coy consume something this big? No, she has to delay everything. Getting fuck on the boat in the deep ocean is making her freak out. What if the boat suddenly flips?

Lapil clenched his teeth as he felt her hands hold his length. He gasped for air seeing how mortified her expression was, gaping at his manhood. Even if she doesn't do anything he could feel like he is getting harder and harder just seeing her looking at him intently. 

He was fascinated by the jolts and the effect of being elicited by lust. His head is not clear and his body was craving for something that he thinks that only she could give.

Lapil had never understood why men drown themselves in sexual intercourse if it wasn't that great. Of course, he is no virgin, he remembers that he had copulated with some woman who offered their bodies to him before but he doesn't find it fascinating or exhilarating. He did not even get his dick as hard as it is now no matter what women do to awaken his appetites. 

The Rajah himself was doubtful of his manliness as he doesn't get enthusiastic about being with women on the bed like any other man does. His father even assumed that he was a broken sleeve too, that was into men more than women. But Lapil knew the truth, he was not just inquisitive on sex itself. 

He thought he was not the type of man who would like to indulge themselves in this explicit activity. However, his foundation of self-restraint and self-awareness is fading bit by bit. He was being eaten by his desire for her and could not help but replay the image of him and the lady he covers in his dream. 

"R-rym..." He called her name as he felt her lips touch the skin of his shaft. He clenched his fist and tightened the grip on the side of the platform. He gritted his teeth as the electrifying sensation crawled all over his body. "That's so -c-comfortable...Rym... Ahh..." He sighed heavily. 

Yanarym was having a good time playing with Lapil's little but big buddy. She was enjoying tormenting him as his reaction turned out to be so cute for her. He's biting his lips, then clenching his teeth, she could see the well-defined jaw from below and admire the epitome of his perfectly structured face. His eyes are fuzzy, staggering as he doesn't know where to look or what to see. She could even hear the sharp breathing that he inhales and exhales as he presents himself to make a sound. The cutest thing of all was his blushing face, the contradiction of his expression that he seems to be in denial about the happenings.

"Baby, you came..." Yanarym was startled when he suddenly erupted with no caution.. What's more, she was just starting, it's not even three minutes! "You're easy to please, don't go easy on me, baby."