Chapter-7: Boa of Snake Island

     “Here, let me sit closer to you.” Catelina adjusted her dress and leaned in, pressing and rubbing into Diego. “I know a secret.” She wrapped her arm around him and pinched down on his side, above his kidney.

     The boat lifted and splashed.

     Catelina whispered into Diego’s ear and purred coolness along his neck. She licked her lips and rubbed Diego’s chest and stomach in smooth gentle strokes with her free hand.

     “A rub and a pinch, and oh, one more thing.” Catelina hinged closer and kissed Diego up his neck, and bit down hard on his ear.    

     Diego recoiled back and spread his legs out for more stability.

     “Shh, shh, tranquilo, mi Diego, tranquilo, I have you—easy, easy, mi capitan.” She continued to kiss him and nibble on him.

     Diego’s heart raced and his teeth chattered away.

     Catelina blew warm air into his ear and continued to devour his earlobe, biting soft and hard until Diego swelled to full attention. She noticed his excitement and purred as she continued to rub his stomach.

     “Mmmm, perrrrrrrrrfecto, Diego, I love it when you give me your full attention. Oh, what a wonderful night we shall have.” She continued as she talked. “This is the secret to making it through an up and down long ocean voyage: a pitch and a rub, and magical bites.”

     They reached the ship and climbed up a wooden rope latter. All well, they sat on a wide plush sofa on the main deck of the ship. The couple resumed their previous positions. The sails filled with wind and the Sea Ship Encanto headed to Culebra Island.

     Diego looked across the ship and up the tall thick mast; white clouds dotted the late afternoon sky. Next to him, the heat of a dream, Catelina continued with her treatment and he felt no sea sickness. Instead, his body wanted more movement. Desperate for it, he desired to make the same up and down motion as the ocean.

     The ship moved and Diego eased into a warm tranquility. His eyelids bounced and he rested his head on Catelina’s ample bosom.

     “I feel fine.” He said as he dropped into a muggy soaked dream. She did not stop her treatment as he swam in a hot fantasy, his eyes shut and moving in rapid peace.

     The ship sailed on and Diego dreamed some more. Though, this time he dreamed of a vermillion red demon that chased him and tried to choke him. The she demon laughed.

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I appreciate your time in reading this blog post. Next Monday I will upload with the next part of chapter seven, from my first novel: Guerrero of Passions.  

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