As soon as the two girls stepped outside the cockpit, they heard a rhythmic chorus of "Ah... Oh..." moans. The sound was unmistakable, and all too familiar to them.
The cockpit door was only slightly ajar, not fully closed. The girls peered through the gap and were greeted by a sizzling, steamy sight: Yvette Liu's voluptuous, flawless body was shaking wildly, her curves rippling with every thrust. Shawn Young was behind her, pounding away with savage intensity, sweat flying everywhere in sync with their fevered rhythm. The scene was so wild and stimulating, it was a total visual shock!
Queenie Huang and Sweetie Chow stared in stunned silence, their hearts racing. Before long, they felt their bodies heat up, and beneath them, a wetness was spreading—slick and uncontrollable...
"Yes! Harder... even harder!" Lost in the passion, Yvette Liu cried out, her voice echoing. Hearing her command, Shawn Young went even crazier, his movements wild. The cockpit was filled with frantic pounding, splashing sounds blending together—a symphony of pure human pleasure!
Watching the scene, Queenie Huang and Sweetie Chow couldn't help but go weak all over. Their hands gripped the doorframe tightly, biting their lips to keep from moaning out loud.
But their hands landed awkwardly, accidentally pressing on the ajar door. The cockpit door swung open, and the girls lost control, stumbling and tumbling right into the cockpit. Shawn Young and Yvette Liu, caught in the heat of action, were startled and froze.
"Uh... Sorry... You guys... You guys go ahead..." Sweetie Chow lifted her blushing doll-like face and stammered in embarrassment.
"Yeah, yeah! We... we're just passing by... You guys carry on..." Queenie Huang stuck out her tongue and tried to explain, flustered.
Yvette Liu was right in the middle of things, and their interruption totally killed her mood. Her pretty face darkened, ready to snap at them, but Shawn Young whispered something in her ear. She shot the embarrassed girls a glare, pouted, slipped out of Shawn's arms, found her clothes, threw them on, kissed Shawn on the cheek, and ignored the girls as she headed straight for the cockpit bathroom.
"Handsome... we're really sorry... we didn't know you were... playing with Yvette Liu... so... so..." Queenie Huang stammered, trying to explain.
"Handsome, is Yvette Liu mad at us?" Sweetie Chow blinked her big eyes and asked.
Shawn Young just smiled, not answering their question. He casually threw on a white shirt, then said to the girls, "It's fine, I'll talk to Yvette. For now, come keep me company on the deck and enjoy the breeze!"
"Okay..." Hearing him say that, the girls felt relieved. They snuggled up to Shawn, one on each side, wrapping their arms around his strong waist, accompanying him to the upper deck of the yacht. The three leaned against the luxury yacht's railing, admiring the sunset over the horizon.
A refreshing sea breeze swept by, and Shawn Young was only wearing a thin shirt. The girls quickly pressed in close on either side, their hot, soft bodies clinging tightly to him. Shawn savored the pleasure of holding beauties in both arms, squinting in delight at this rare moment of tenderness, while his mischievous hands slipped boldly into their clothes, roaming freely.
Queenie Huang and Sweetie Chow were more than happy to let him have his way, occasionally letting out soft, seductive moans that were music to the ears.
At some point, Yvette Liu had changed into a fiery red miniskirt and walked onto the deck. Seeing Shawn Young enjoying his 'emperor's privilege,' she stepped up behind him, wrapped her arms around his neck, and teased, "Hehe, beauties in both arms, living the dream, Shawn—you sure know how to enjoy life!"
Queenie Huang and Sweetie Chow were still half-squinting, leaning against Shawn's sides, lost in his gentle touch. Hearing Yvette Liu's voice, they jolted awake, quickly opened their eyes, and saw her looking at them with a half-smile. Their cheeks flushed red, and for a moment, they didn't know what to say.
"Hehe, don't look at me like that. I'm just like you—one of Shawn's girls! Let me tell you, besides me and you lovely ladies, Shawn has many other women. Each one, in looks, temperament, and figure, is top-notch—absolute stunners! So, if you want to be with Shawn, you need to be prepared..." Yvette Liu said to the girls.
"Prepared... What do you mean, prepared?!" the girls blurted out in unison.
"If you want to be Shawn's girl, the most important rule is: you can't have any flirty relationships with other men... Once you've got that down, everything else is easy," Yvette Liu explained.
"Uh... well..." The girls hesitated, since they didn't really know much about Shawn Young. If not for their own needs, they wouldn't even know him.
"Hehe... Yvette, don't be so strict with them! Let me chat with them a bit first..." Shawn knew that Queenie Huang, Sweetie Chow, and the other beauties from Elite English Academy didn't really understand him yet. Getting them to fully accept him would take time, so he changed the subject.
'Okay, Shawn, talk things through with them first. I'll go check on Sister Ruoxue in the lounge...' Yvette Liu knew Shawn had other plans, so she obediently said a word and headed for the second-floor lounge.
Once Yvette Liu left, Shawn didn't speak right away. He glanced around and finally noticed just how gorgeous the luxury yacht was. Every piece of equipment and furnishing was top-tier—even the sofas were Italian designer brands.
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So he pulled Queenie Huang and Sweetie Chow closer, laying his head on Sweetie's soft chest, and said, "Hehe, why don't we talk about this yacht first? It looks pretty nice—any idea how much it costs?"
Before Yvette could answer, Sweetie Chow jumped in eagerly, "Hehe, handsome, you've got good taste! This yacht is made by the Taiwan Grand Ocean Yacht Group—it's a mid-sized yacht, worth about three million US dollars. With all the decor and extras, it's around five or six million. It's high-end, but compared to Queenie's 'Riva' luxury yacht, it doesn't even come close!"
"Oh, so this yacht is pretty fancy, huh... What's the deal with the 'Riva'?" Shawn asked, genuinely curious.
"Oh, the 'Riva' is an Italian brand. Every model is handmade and limited edition, so they're collector's items—globally recognized as the 'Rolls-Royce' of yachts. Mine's a 110-foot flybridge design, and with all the decor and equipment, it cost thirty million US dollars..." Queenie Huang said with a smile.
"Thirty million for a yacht! Not bad... Looks like you're seriously loaded!" Shawn grinned at Queenie.
"Yep... Queenie's yacht was a birthday present from her dad! Among our group, her family is top-tier. Her father is Victor Huang, one of Hong Kong's most influential media moguls—famous alongside Samuel Niu, the two biggest entertainment tycoons in town. You know, handsome, if you ever want to break into showbiz, with your looks and charm, plus Queenie's connections, I guarantee you'd be a superstar!"
Queenie Huang clung to him, her delicate hands roaming his body, teasing him as she cooed, "Handsome, why not be my official boyfriend? Su Xiaohua might be pretty, but she can't give you everything you want. I'm just as beautiful, and I like you! If you say yes, I'll give you the yacht—and myself too! If you want to be a superstar, I can make it happen, since my dad is Victor Huang! With your looks, it's a piece of cake!"
She thought Shawn would be shocked, but he just shook his head. He wasn't familiar with Hong Kong's tycoons—there were too many of them. Other than Yang Zhongtian, the Zeng family, and the legendary 'Superman Li,' he didn't know many. Hearing Queenie, he shook his head, "Oh, I don't know your dad, and I'm not interested in showbiz. I just want to know about the yacht's price."
Queenie looked a bit disappointed, touching her forehead. She hadn't expected Shawn to be unmoved. She slipped her hand down to his sensitive spot, gave it a squeeze, and pouted, "Oh, handsome, showbiz is a dirty business—looks glamorous, but inside, it's filthy. I get why you don't want in, but I really like you! If you agree to be my official boyfriend, I might even marry you! Won't you think about it?"
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