LILA

The yacht rocked gently on the turquoise water, the Caribbean sun beating down on the polished teak deck like it wanted to burn away every last shred of common sense I had left.

I stood at the railing in a tiny red bikini that barely covered anything, the strings tied loose enough that one good tug would leave me completely naked. Jordan had chosen the challenge: first one to make the other come using only hands and mouth on the open upper deck wins the point. Loser gets fucked however the winner wants for the rest of the day.

“Scared you’ll lose, princess?” Jordan called from the shaded lounge...