Pirate: Crew of Desire and Bonds

Chapter 90: Chapter 90: Steamy Night (2)

Grace nodded shyly, still flushed and a little unsteady on her legs after the intense morning session.

After helping her sit down, Jake dipped a clean cloth into the cool water and began wiping her down gently.

He started with her face and neck, then moved lower.

When he reached her massive breasts, he took his time.

Jake cupped one heavy tit with both hands, lifting and squeezing the soft, overflowing flesh.

The breast was incredibly full and plump... perfectly round yet teardrop-shaped, with a natural, heavy weight that made it spill generously between his fingers.

The skin was silky smooth and pale, warm to the touch, with a soft texture that yielded so easily under his grip.

He slowly circled the cloth around the large, soft globe, watching how the cool water made her skin glisten.

The heavy breast jiggled and bounced lewdly with every movement of his hands.

Her pink nipple stiffened instantly from the cool water and his attention, becoming hard and puffy as he gently pinched and rolled it between his fingers.

"These are so fucking soft..." Jake murmured, almost mesmerized.

He lifted the other breast as well, pressing them together and watching them mash and spill over, the deep, warm cleavage glistening with droplets of water.

He kneaded them thoroughly, feeling their incredible weight and plush texture, thumbs brushing teasingly over the sensitive nipples again and again.

Grace bit her lip, letting out soft, embarrassed moans as she sat there and let him play with her chest.

"J-Jake... you’re focusing too much there..." she whispered, though her body leaned into his touch, clearly enjoying it.

Jake smirked and gave both breasts a firm, possessive squeeze, watching them deform lewdly in his hands before bouncing back into their full, round shape.

"Can’t help it. They’re too perfect," he said, leaning down to give each nipple a slow, sucking kiss before finally moving the cloth lower to clean the rest of her body.

Grace’s cheeks burned red, but the happy, devoted smile never left her face as she let her man clean and touch her however he wanted.

After thoroughly cleaning each other, they finally finished washing up.

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The morning light was fully bright inside the cabin.

Jake and Grace had taken a bit more time than planned, enjoying the intimate aftercare and playful touches.

Jake finished buttoning his shirt and adjusted his pants, feeling refreshed and energized.

Grace stood nearby, carefully slipping back into her shirt.

She smoothed it down over her curves, though the fabric still clung deliciously to her massive breasts and wide hips.

She turned to him with a bright, slightly shy smile, brushing her golden hair behind her ear.

"How do I look?" she asked softly.

Jake pulled her close for a moment, giving her plump ass a firm squeeze.

"Too tempting," he replied with a grin.

"But we should head out before people start wondering why we’re hiding in here all morning."

Grace giggled happily and nodded.

They quickly made sure everything in the cabin looked presentable, then stepped out together into the corridor.

The ship was already lively with the sounds of morning activity with crew members moving about, the distant creak of ropes, and the gentle sway of the vessel on the waves.

Jake took Grace’s hand firmly as they walked toward the upper deck, both of them ready to face whatever the new day on the sea would bring.

As Jake and Grace stepped out onto the main deck, the fresh sea breeze greeted them but they hadn’t walked far when a familiar voice called out.

"Well, good morning!"

Jake’s expression subtly tightened as he turned.

There behind him... Patrick was approaching them with his usual warm smile.

This time, however, he wasn’t alone.

Walking beside him was a group of men and women who also seemed to be adventurers.

And among them was a beautiful woman with long, wavy dark brown hair and striking green eyes.

She had a curvaceous figure, full breasts, narrow waist, and shapely hips accentuated by a fitted leather corset and traveling skirt.

Her face was quite attractive, with high cheekbones and full lips, clearly turning heads among the crew.

However, compared to Grace’s ethereal golden beauty, innocent yet seductive charm, and perfect, overflowing proportions... the woman still fell noticeably short.

Grace’s presence simply outshone her.

Patrick stopped in front of them, his gaze flicking briefly to Grace before returning to Jake with that same easy smile.

"Looks like you two slept well," he said cheerfully. "This is our group that we just formed."

He gestured to the people walking with him.

There were five others in total: three rugged-looking men and two women, all dressed in practical traveling gear with visible weapons.

The woman with the long, wavy dark brown hair and striking green eyes stood closest to Patrick.

Patrick continued warmly.

He gave a meaningful look toward the open sea.

"As peaceful as it seems on the ship right now, there will always be trouble out here. Sea beasts, unlawful pirate raids, sudden storms... it’s safer to have strong companions and good preparation. That’s why we formed a group. Would you two like to join us for some training and mutual support during the voyage? Strength in numbers, as they say."

Patrick’s tone was friendly and reasonable, but Jake had already decided to keep his distance from this strange fellow.

Grace stayed quiet, pressing a little closer to Jake’s side, her hand gently holding onto his arm.

He gave a small, respectful nod.

"Thank you for the offer, Patrick. I appreciate it. But for now, Grace and I prefer to handle things on our own."

Patrick’s smile didn’t falter, though a faint glint of something unreadable passed through his eyes.

"I understand. No pressure at all," he replied smoothly. "But if you change your mind, our group is always open. The sea can be unpredictable so... having more allies is never a bad thing."

Jake returned a courteous nod.

"We’ll keep that in mind. Thank you again."

After a few more polite words, Jake gently placed his hand on Grace’s lower back.

"If you’ll excuse us, we still have some things to take care of this morning."

"Of course," Patrick said, stepping aside with a friendly wave.

As soon as they walked away and were out of earshot, Jake’s expression turned serious.

He leaned closer to Grace and whispered,

"Let’s go find Captain Garrick or Barbara. I want to tell them about this Patrick fellow... and see if they can introduce us to the Vivian Caravan leader."

Grace nodded obediently.

After being warned by Jake, she also felt rather strange gaze from that man looking at her... like she was some sort of high quality goods.