Steven watched the stunning blonde examine the bed with her white nails as if the sheets were of the finest silk. The fingers moved gently while the woman smiled in pleasant surprise over how comfortable and soft it felt. Steven could watch her move for hours and still feel spellbound by the way her hips swayed with allure to add to the overall elegance she oozed.
To see her smile and find something good about the surprise that had awaited them was a miracle in his eyes considering how terribly broken in spirits she had seemed not many minutes ago. While she touched the white pillows to test the fabric, Steven allowed himself a moment to admire the woman's rear and how it pierced outwards from her body in such a way he could swear it seemed like two large watermelons had crept into her darkened mini-skirt. The round globes jiggled while she gave the pillows a shake and Steven swallowed hard at the sight.
It felt so bizarre to see her get accustomed to the bed and when she twirled around to place her captivatingly adorable blue eyes onto his grey eyes that shined with desire, he felt his knees weaken. When she had twirled, her two braided tails that fell from her neck and down her torso to just above her navel, had spun in the air which only served to hypnotize him more with her overall beauty.
The woman's hair was unnatural in his opinion. It defied laws. On one hand it looked stylish and majestically beautiful the way it cascaded down her back in pretty waves, but on the other hand it felt strange to look at due to its dreads-like looking foundation and almost trashy although the blonde strands looked thick with volume. Overall it resembled the vision in front of him which was simply that of a soft picture.
Steven could only see half of her right and golden eyebrow due to her hair blocking his view. Steven questioned time itself while he studied her as if hadn't seen her before although he had seen her many times over the years and knew these details by memory, but yet he still couldn't help but take her in once again as if she was fresh air.
The hair that covered half of her eyebrow and some of her right eye, was styled in such a way that it looked like a minimized version of a side-cut. The area around her widow's peak and that above it which was in close proximity, fell down the right side of her face until the tip of the cut stroked the side of her jaw.
What he loved the most about her hair was how the hair sat a bit higher up in the air behind the root of her side-cut, which allowed only a glimpse of the left corner of her forehead, and thus it always looked like she wore a golden crown. The hair was entwined in such a way that it gave the midst and the back of her hair a style that looked like an ocean of dreads, but down from it miracles emerged both down her back and down her chest.
Steven thought of them as miracles because they shouldn't be able to exist but yet they did. Steven was of course thinking about her two braided tails that hang down her chest and the thick mane that cascaded down her back until the tips touched the divine globes of her rear. However, the miracle that spellbound him the most was the curly and flowery looking collection of waves that flowed down from the back of her head and down her chest until the flowery waves veiled almost an entire breast from his view. It gave her a heavenly look that Steven loved.
"Do I have something in my hair?" Claire asked while she began stroking through the blonde waves to find whatever his eyes had been so preoccupied with.
Steven took advantage of her eyes leaving his and thus he looked intently at the fine details of her plump and pouty lips that looked so utterly irresistible to kiss. Steven loved their full nature and especially when she bit the upper lip. In those moments Steven had a hard time not falling to his knees and proposing to her. The things she did to him without knowing it.
"Lovely one, you have nothing but beauty in your hair. I was just admiring it sweetheart, nothing more." Steven spoke before he put down his bag that he had until this moment forgotten.
"Oh, well thanks!" Claire beamed at him with her white teeth emerging behind the pink veil of her lips.
Steven nearly chocked on his own tongue at her adorable beauty.
How I am supposed to survive this torment?
Steven pondered while he observed the blonde vision step closer to him with her shapely legs crossing in such a seductive way that his clothes nearly melted off his skin due to his rising heat.
Claire, although little in height, managed to hop up to peck him on his cheek and while Steven controlled his emotions to prevent them from erupting, Claire walked behind him to inspect the bathroom.
Steven managed to turn around to catch a glimpse of her before she walked into the bathroom and what he saw made him awaken below the waist. One of her round cheeks flexed in the moment when she lifted her leg to climb into the bathroom and in that moment the blackened colour of her mini-skirt left nothing to the imagination regarding its sheer size. Not only that, the skirt even rode up her bronze coloured thighs a little, which meant he got to see even more of her skin.
Steven sat down at the foot of the bed while she rummaged around within the bathroom. The way she murmured to herself, it created sparkles within him. Steven found her so utterly cute, adorable, soft, precious, beautiful and so irresistible he couldn't understand how he ought to approach the situation when she stepped out to showcase more of her splendid curves.
It wasn't supposed to be like this. It was a simple question he had asked her and the question had presented a promise of a good time, but this wasn't what he had promised her. It was the very opposite and a terrible start to their journey together.
Claire stepped out with her voluptuous curves rocking his world by just one glance at them. Those big breasts of hers looked spectacular in her black coloured sports-bra. The blonde locks blockaded one of the round globes from his vision, thus limiting the potential of her cleavage, but yet Steven felt just seeing one nearly popping out of her sports-bra was enough.
Steven could understand the light clothing due to the blistering sunlight outside that created a heat unlike any other summer he had ever experienced. However, he had hoped she wouldn't dress so provocatively in public, but with a body as sexy as hers, he understood why she flaunted it.
Claire's jewellery glimmered in the light from the crystal decorated chandelier and her golden star earrings looked particularly good on her. However, the belly ring on her exposed midriff made his mouth nearly drool due to the way it enhanced her provocative appearance.
However, Steven had drooled at her beauty for too long; hence he addressed the situation.
"I'm aware that this isn't what I promised you sweetheart, but I can't do anything other than speak with the crew. Although, I doubt it will help matters much. I mean, you saw how packed this cruise ship is. I don't think we have much of a choice lovely one." Steven kept trying to look around the room for something that he could use, which would in turn rescue them from the situation, but he found nothing but her sexy pose.
Why must she always pose whenever she stands still?!?
