“Let’s go in where it is warmer.”
“Yeah, that would be good.”
Again he guided me, this time toward a short staircase below the man steering the ship. When my head dipped down, it was instantly warmer. There was a small door at the bottom of the stairs that Dom closed quietly behind us.
The open area was much bigger than I had anticipated. There was a large living room with all of the finest furniture. Toward the back, through a doorway, was a dark bedroom. I could only make out the faint image of a lightly patterned bed spread.
As I was trying to take in the luxurious space around me, I could feel the tension between Dom and me growing with every passing second. Even with my back to him, the heat coming off of his hand on the small of my back was impressive. When we moved in further, his fingers started to curl inward, almost pinching my skin. I would have bet money at that moment that I was feeling his (and my) most passionate desires resonate through my very soul.
He needed me. I needed him.
I spun around to face him without a word and he locked lips with me instantly. To feel his graceful touch again was a relief to some needs that had secretly been dwelling inside of me. All at once my thoughts stopped and my pulse throbbed all through my body. I could feel the beating of my heart from the tips of my toes all the way up to my temples. Our bodies swayed back and forth gently with the rolling motion of the sea beneath our feet.
Dom, without letting his arms or lips go, picked me up by my ass. Instinctively I wrapped my legs around his waist. He was much stronger than I had given him credit for. With no effort at all, he took me into the dark bedroom and laid me back onto the bed.
As soon as we entered, a dim row of lights surrounding the room came to life. They flickered and danced just like candles would have, casting our singular shadow onto the bed under us. For the first time I felt his bulging erection. It was pressed against my pussy and threatened to burst out from his shorts and have me right there.
He pressed his body over me and gently started to thrust his hips toward mine, pushing his bulge into my area even harder.
I moaned for him, “Oh Dom.”
He kissed down the side of my neck, the entire time pushing his cock against me. My entire body would rattle under his power each time that he did it. I didn’t even have my clothes off and he was already making me want to come. It took all I had to hold it back.
Minutes later, he rose up from me and stood at the end of the bed. He pulled off his shirt and reached a hand out. Helping me up, he turned me so that I was facing away and reached around to the front of my body. My knees buckled when I felt his hands eagerly groping my pussy. His hot breath rolled over my shoulder. For the first time he seemed desperate and excited.
Not long after he reached down by my knees and yanked the dress up over my head. It was tossed to the side, followed shortly after by my bra. I could feel him behind me, pulling down whatever it was that he had left on. After he stepped out of his shorts, he came back to me. I could finally feel his most secret flesh against mine. It was stiff, thick and pressed up on to my bare back.
Again he reached around me, this time slipping his right hand into my panties while his left grasped one of my breasts. Both of them massaged me in just the right way.
“Sophie,” the way he whispered my name made me want to melt into him, “is this still what you want?”
“Oh god, yes,” I reached my arms back to him. One of my hands came to rest directly on top of the long scar that I had noticed when we had sushi together. I ran the palm of my hand over it, taking in every ridge. It was hotter than the rest of his neck. It felt like he was on fire just below the surface. His golden chain that I had first seen on him was still on. The charm that I couldn’t make out before had been hitched up close his shoulder after getting stuck above the clasp. It was a small cross. I traced the lines with my finger and wondered why he wore it.
He jerked my panties down to my ankles and pulled me in by my waist. The thick shaft pressed between my full, round ass cheeks. All the while his hands greedily explored every inch of my naked body. One second they would be pinching and twisting my nipples and the next second they would be sweeping down my soft stomach. They were seemingly everywhere all at once.
Not long after, Dom gently, lovingly pushed me forward down onto the bed and bent me over on all fours. He used his hands, one on each thigh, to spread me open wide. His shaking fingers caressed me up and down, running through my throbbing lips.
A loud cracking sound filled the spacious cabin and reverberated throughout my tense body. As his large palm came down onto my ass again, I yelped out. Part of it was from the pain, but more of it was from being startled. Dom was being rougher with me than he had the last time we had been together. But, truth be told, I loved every second of it. He was powerful, much stronger than I was. Knowing that I was at his mercy- knowing that I had to trust him -made me want to explode.
Again he hit me. It shook through my ass and the shock vibrated down into my channel, stimulating my already sensitive area. He leaned forward and rubbed his thick shaft over my folds before pulling back and hitting me again. The entire side of my rear was stinging and tingling, even under the slightest touch. Every time he hit me, more than I could venture to count now, the pain would take me deeper into him, into his soul. He did it with love. I could feel it.
When he finally stopped, I looked over my shoulder to find him laying down gentle kisses where he had just throttled me. I didn’t want to wait for him any longer. I needed to feel him inside of me.
“Please,” I begged him.
He said nothing. Instead he reached up to the back of my neck, tossing aside my long hair, and gripped me tightly. His arm pushed the upper half of my body down into the soft bed, pinning me there under his weight. From behind, I felt the tip of his cock begin to rub my slit. Up and down, up and down, teasing at my clit with every pass.
His teasing did not last. I felt his free hand guide his pole into me. He started with just the tip but wasted little time pumping the rest of his thick meat into me.
I cried out for him and pushed my hips back against him, “Oh god, just like that!”
The fingers wrapped around the back of my neck tightened around it and forced me down harder, almost taking the breath out of my lungs. I could feel the tight muscles of his stomach slapping against me as his pace sped up. He was fully inside of me now and started to pound me without mercy. Our skin met in loud, wet pops each time he went in.
Dom’s member was thick, bigger than I had ever had before. It spread my pussy open wide and massaged the deepest parts of my channel. My moans and sighs grew louder with every passing moment. They were even louder still when he reached around my hips with his right hand and began to stimulate my swollen nub at the same time.
A familiar welling of tension grew down there where his body was working on me. It was different this time. It was much more intense. Each nerve in my body was primed and ready to let loose. I felt his every move. Each little bump and thrust moved me closer to the inevitable.
“I’m coming, baby,” I told him.
He cupped his hand over my mound stroked my clit. It was enough to send me over the edge. I screamed for him then. My body erupted, making me buck and rock my hips onto him, riding out each of the many waves of pleasure that came my way. The walls of my pussy clenched and tightened around his pole. His thrusts were quicker and more powerful, lubricated by the flood of juices that accompanied my orgasm.
Dom leaned down to me, “Lay down. I want to see you.”
I pulled away from him and turned onto my back. He pushed my quivering thighs apart and immediately guided himself back into me. His arms wrapped around the backs of my thighs, pushing them up and open for him to bury his member even deeper.
He leaned down over me and our lips met again. His movements were slower. Each thrust was hard but deliberate. Our bodies rattled the bed back and forth. Dom lowered his head and rested it on
my bare, glistening chest. I could feel the muscles in his body tensing all over while his cock slapped into me loudly.
When he brought his head back up and kissed me again, his arms let go of my thighs and moved up to my shoulders. He embraced me tightly and groaned as his seed exploded inside of me. The hot, sticky fluids filled me up. He held me close the entire time, his bright, sparking eyes watching mine.
He pumped his cum into me a few last times before brushing the wild hair out of my face and climbing off of me. He took up his spot on the bed to my right..
We laid there on the bed in silence for a while. The only sound in the room was our gasps for air as we attempted to catch our breaths. I looked over to the flickering lighting, then back over to Dom who was lying right beside me. For just a moment, a fleeting second, I hesitated before reaching over and taking his hand. There were thoughts in my head telling me that I was becoming too attached.
He pulled me over to him. I curled up close to his still hot body and laid my head down on his chest. The rhythmic, steady pounding of his heart rattled up through my ear drum.
“Stay with me,” he said.
I looked up at him, not quite sure what to say.
He continued, “I will take you anywhere in the world that you want to go.”
“I just,” I couldn’t look up to his face, “I don’t know if I can.”
“Would you consider it?”
There was almost a sense of pain in his words. How could I not just think about it? I owed him at least that much.
“Tomorrow,” I said, “I’ll think about it.”
He sighed and rested his head on a stack of feather pillows.
“I will meet you tomorrow and then you can decide.”
I closed my eyes, “Yeah, tomorrow.”
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The sun rose over our departure morning bright and ominous. I rolled over in my hotel bed and curled the soft comforter up close to my face. It had been a long night. Again, as was the case for much of the trip, my sleep had been troubled.
Ari was already up and moving around. She somehow managed to pull me out of bed to get some breakfast.
Everything after that was a blur. Ari and I packed, drank a few room-service cocktails and talked very little. I think that she could see the struggle going on inside of me. She probably thought that I was disappointed to have to go back home to Chris. There is no way she could have known the dilemma that was waging a war in my mind. How could I leave my entire life behind; all of my friends and what little family I had left? What was there for me in that place?
I guess that I was sad to a degree. I knew that I couldn’t stay. It was completely unreasonable.
“You ready?” she asked.
“Uh, yeah.”
We wheeled our big suitcases out of the room and down into the lobby. A limo was waiting for us as we left the building. I knew that Dom had sent is for us, for me. It made me even sadder. It was going to be hard to tell him no.
The airport wasn’t far from the hotel. During the entire ride I started to feel sick, like I was going to throw up. It wasn’t fair. Why couldn’t I have met him at home?
When we arrived at the airport, Dom was standing there, just waiting. Seeing him made me start to shake a little. I had to hide my hands so that nobody would notice.
He opened the door for us and waited as we stepped out.
“So you’re the man I’ve heard so little about,” Ari said to him.
He regarded her only briefly, “Yes, nice to meet you.”
“Same here.” She paused and cleared her throat, “I’ll, uh, wait for you at the gate, okay?”
“Yeah, okay.”
Ari scuttled off in a hurry, the wheels of her luggage clacking loudly on the grooves in the ancient pavement.
“Sophie,” he touched my face, “it doesn’t have to be this way.”
I was almost starting my get mad, “What do you expect me to do?! I have a life back home!”
My hands were shaking violently, enough to make me lose my grip on the handle of my suitcase. The whole thing clattered down onto the ground. Tears were starting to sting the corners of my eyes and I did my best to hold them back as I leaned down to pick the suitcase back up.
Before I could reach it, Dom grabbed my wrist and pulled me in close to him. I looked up and saw the pain in his face that I was dreading.
“You can have a life with me. I will take care of you.”
“I have a job-”
“You won’t need a job. You don’t need to do anything.” He leaned down close to my ear and whispered to me, “Please. Just give me a chance.”
My heart was racing. I couldn’t put together the words to express how torn I felt right then.
“Please don’t walk away,” he said.
His words resonated inside of me like a bullet. As a solitary tear ran down my cheek, I looked over my shoulder to the tall windows of the terminal. Ari was sitting there by herself, waiting and looking slightly concerned. When I turned back to Dom, his eyes pleaded with me. His very soul was begging for me to stay; to stay with him.
I bit my lip and closed my eyes, “Maybe it is time to stop running.”
He kissed me. My tears mashed up against his stubbly cheeks as he did. While I rested there in his arms, I felt an overwhelming lightness. I was afraid that if he let me go I might float away into the ether just like the shell of a life that I was leaving behind.
“Yes,” he said after pulling back but not letting go, “you’ll never have to run again. I promise.”
Ari got on the plane by herself that day. I went back to the limo with Dom and we left everything else behind. And as we rolled slowly back toward the resort, I could only look out of the window at the shimmering coast and wonder where this new path was going to lead. As long as Dom was by my side, I knew that I was prepared to hang up those running shoes for good.
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