Dante lifted Mireille up and dropped her on the table, after quickly clearing the items on the table and ignoring their crashing onto the floor of the deck.

"Fuck." He cursed as his cock ached. He got in between her legs and pulled Mireille's face close to his, he crashed his lips against hers, kissing her hard and passionately.

His tongue swirled with hers and Mireille kissed him back needily. She had her arms wrapped around his frame. He felt so good, so hot, so fucking hot for ...