“That’s it, Wildcat. Let go. Give me every inch of your beautiful body.”
What more could he want?
Another series of moans pushed past my lips and I suddenly realized how much more he could take of me. He removed his cock, the loss as significant as before. Without any exertion, he whisked me off my feet, holding me against the heat of his bodyas he took long strides. When I was planted in front of the huge window peering out onto the deck, I took a deep breath.
The view was just as spectacular. The bluest of ocean waters, the keening of waves as the sun made its final descent into the ocean. Was it possible for one of the crew to peer in? Yes, but I doubted they were strolling the deck in search of moments of sin.
Yet as he planted my hands on the glass, kicking my legs apart, the experience felt dirtier than before.
And the bad girl inside loved every second of it.
He wrapped his hand around my throat, his fingers gently yet firmly holding me in place. I kept my back arched, moaning instantly as he shoved his cock into my pussy. My muscles clenched and released several times as I fought to catch my breath.
Together we rocked, the hard thrusts and sounds we both made labored, highlighting the roughness and intensive need.
That’s exactly what this was, a need burning so deeply inside us that we couldn’t resist. He pumped several times and when he pulled out once again, I struggled against his hold on my neck. I wanted to see him. I needed to know what he was about to do.
“Relax, Wildcat. You’re not going anywhere.” His laugh was deep, the tone almost evil. He took the time to roll his fingers down my spine as he’d done before, only this time he continued the trail, sliding down the crack of my ass. Without hesitation, he drove his thumb into my asshole.
“Oh, shit. Oh, my God.” I tried to keep from screaming, fearful yet curious if any of his crew would come to the rescue. As if Ineeded rescuing from this man. Or maybe I did. Maybe he was just as ruthless as I’d already determined, asserting his authority to try to use it against me in business. If that was the case, I adored the ruthless game.
Full surrender wasn’t an option.
I cinched my eyes shut as he pressed the tip of his cock against my dark hole. He took a deep breath and slid an inch inside. Almost instantly, he gripped my hip with one hand, slowly crawling the fingers of his other hand to my breast.
Both were swollen and aching, my nipples so tight they were painful. He flicked his finger back and forth across one hardened bud as he slipped another inch into my bottom. The pain was there, total discomfort. He was so huge and I had no idea how he could fit into the tiny channel.
My muscles strained, my nerve endings on fire. I gasped for air, even slamming my hand against the window.
He laughed, lowering his head and nuzzling against my neck. “Relax, Vanessa. I won’t hurt you.”
He said that while my bottom was still on fire from the spanking; was he kidding me? I licked my lips, realizing my mouth was completely dry. When he drove another inch inside, the pain began to subside and I was left with a series of tingles and vibrations. He bit my earlobe before driving the tip of his tongue into the shell. His breath scalded my skin and the crush of the weight of him added to the insane moment.
The moment he thrust the remainder inside, we both exclaimed, both breathing hard.
Christian didn’t move for a few seconds, perhaps allowing me to get used to the feel, the throbbing and the thickness. But when he pulled out, thrusting into me again, I fell into a slight stupor. This was exciting and dangerous, thrilling and provocative.
I moved with him, rising onto my toes and pushing against the glass. The brutal sounds exacerbated the moment, making them sound like beautiful music. With his scent infusing my senses, I was completely lost and didn’t care.
His stamina and control were amazing. His command of me was something entirely different. He was playing my body like a musical instrument, his promise of learning my body and discovering what I needed fulfilled.
I sensed when he was ready to come, his muscles tensing while his breaths grew labored. With my muscles squeezed tight, I rocked with him.
He wrapped his arm around my waist, jerking me to him as his body spasmed. “Fucking perfect.” As he erupted deep inside, a smile slipped across my face.
Yes, this was perfect.
Too perfect.
And it could never happen again.
“Mmm…” Pulled from a deep sleep, I rolled over, opening my eyes and closing them again immediately. The bed felt entirely too comfortable. The light breeze tickled my nose and a fresh scent of saltwater hit my senses. I had a warm and fuzzy feelingwrapped around me like a soft blanket, and was more relaxed than I’d been in a very long time.
I stretched my arms over my head. The feel of the silky sheets sliding down my breasts brought a smile to my face. I finally lifted my heavy eyelids, both wincing and smiling from the bright sun peeking in from the crystal-clear glass window.
Yawning, I tried to figure out where the scent was coming from. I didn’t have an ocean breeze air freshener anywhere in my home.
Then it hit me.
