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The ocean wind caressed Robin’s bare skin as she stood proudly on the deck, her deep blue top and pink skirt discarded without shame. She sm

The ocean wind caressed Robin’s bare skin as she stood proudly on the deck, her deep blue top and pink skirt discarded without shame.
She smirked down at him, eyes glinting with a wicked gleam.

"Curious about ancient pleasures too?" she teased, her voice a low purr. "Come... study me properly."

He knelt eagerly before her, and with a soft laugh, Robin guided his mouth between her thighs. Her body shivered as his tongue explored her, slow at first, then desperate as she tangled her fingers in his hair.

"Good..." she gasped, tilting her head back. "You're thorough. A true scholar."

Soon, she pulled him up, flipping them onto the deck with surprising strength. With a sinful grin, she lowered herself onto his mouth again, while wrapping her lips around his throbbing arousal — bodies locked together in a desperate, tangled 69.
Robin moaned against him, savoring the feeling, letting herself drown in it.

Her need grew unbearable. She pushed him down, straddling his hips. "Now," she whispered, voice shaking with heat. "Excavate me... deeper."

He thrust into her hard, making Robin cry out — a rare, raw sound. Their bodies crashed together in messy, frantic missionary, Robin’s legs clamped tight around him, pulling him deeper still.

"Harder," she breathed against his neck. "I can take it. I want it."

He shifted, bending her almost in half — a rough mating press, slamming into her soaked heat again and again, making her moan shamelessly under the stars.
Robin's nails raked his back as she clung to him, lost in the brutal rhythm, her mind blank except for the fire building inside.

Finally, she pushed him onto his back, seizing control again.
In a slow, devastating cowgirl, she rode him mercilessly — hips rolling with the same calculated precision she used when decoding ancient glyphs, teasing, torturing them both.

"Don't you dare finish until I say," she whispered, smirking.

But when Robin clenched around him, crying out his name, he couldn't resist. Hot release flooded her trembling body as she collapsed atop him, shuddering.

Their breath mingled. Robin chuckled weakly, tracing lazy circles on his chest.

"You did well," she murmured, satisfaction dripping from every word.
"But remember..." Her fingers slid lower, teasing him even after the climax. "...dangerous treasures like me always demand more."

Warm cum trickled slowly from her aching core, glistening against her skin as the night swallowed them whole.