by Stacey Mills
“What exactly does that mean?”
He stood up again and paced back and forth in front of the dining table a couple times before going on to pace around the entire living room. He would stop every so often and survey her, as if he were trying to measure anything she might be thinking and guessing at how she might react to the information he would soon deliver. She began to feel a tinge of fear creep up her spine and crawl over skin, wondering what exactly was so major about his family name he had to keep it a secret. “My family has not made its money through entirely honest means,” he informed her, stopping in front of the balcony window and staring out onto the city lights. “The Verraud family is one of the largest organizations in Las Vegas. Authorities might even categorize us as organized crime. But we have not done anything highly illegal or harmful to anyone’s well being in years, even since before my oldest brother has been at the forefront. I’ve never wanted anything to do with that kind of life and I’ve never wanted to take on that kind of business. I’ve studied hard and been successful in my academic career. I have my own goals I’m well on my way to achieving. Honest ambitions.” He turned to her but avoided her gaze as he said, “There is only one other family large and powerful enough to match us. They are not our friends and even though we are not at war, so to speak, they tend to play much dirtier than we do. They like to stir things up sometimes if they are not happy about something and that’s why there was a misleading article about me.”
“I can’t believe it,” Shauna whispered, looking down at her hand resting on top of the dining table. It was all too surreal. She could not possibly have someone involved in this kind of lifestyle in her house; she could not possibly be considering a relationship with that kind of person. Even though he did not want to have anything to do with the family business or even contribute to it in a small way, he was still connected to his family and that put her at risk simply by association. She knew this was the moment to walk away from him and this relationship, she knew if she stayed she would only end up deeper into it and would be unable to tear herself away. She knew it was dangerous to continue being with him and allow her face to be seen next to his. Despite all of this knowledge and defying all logic, she stood up and walked right up to Nick. Cupping his face between her hands, she pulled his head down and gave him a long, tender kiss on the lips. “I’m taking the plunge,” she whispered.
Chapter 7: Getaway
It was the dead of night and the harbor was completely deserted except for Nick and Shauna, who had just pulled up in his car minutes ago and were now walking to the dock where his boat was, bags in hand. They would be going away for the weekend but Shauna was not entirely sure why. When he had proposed the idea, it had made perfect sense and she was completely up for it. But now, as he helped carry her bags on board only mere hours after the huge revelation about his family had been made, she was not sure why she agreed to this. It made no sense how going on a weekend getaway was the answer or how it would help her decide if she had made the right choice. Actually, she knew she had not made the right choice. Nothing was worth the danger she was putting herself in but that did not stop her from plunging forward anyway. She was not even in love with him; at least she did not think she was, so it made no sense to her why she was sticking this out.
She walked straight into the cabin and sat on the couch, staring off into space with her mind trying to think of too many things at once. Her thoughts were so loud they were deafening and she just had no idea what to do about it anymore. Nick, meanwhile, had started up the boat and they were already out on the lake. It was a very large lake and he decided to anchor them somewhere in the middle of it some time later. Shauna had still not moved from her spot, she had barely even looked around the entire time. He came inside and shut the cabin door, taking care to bolt it, before he sat down next to her. She could feel him staring at her with concern but she had no idea what to do or say. Part of her wanted to demand he take her back to shore, back home, and leave her alone but that part of her was too small and too hidden to actually make it happen. Maybe I do love him, she thought. Even so, it was reasonable to think love was not enough to risk one’s life over.
He moved closer to her and pulled her into his arms, his mouth falling on hers in a tender kiss. She had no idea why she let herself fall into it so easily. This was not the answer; none of this was the answer. But she fell prey to her own emotions and savored the taste of his mouth, inhaled his scent and felt warmth spread through her body. She trembled under his touch when his hand moved up her leg, hip, and side. She quivered in anticipation when his hand slid so far up her thigh it was mere centimeters from the crotch of her panties, now exposed from her sundress being hiked up so far. She moaned when he pulled the strap down off her shoulder and her boob fell out easily from the cup of the dress, his head dipping down to take her hardened nipple in his mouth. It was all too easy to give in to this and she planned on letting everything go to just enjoy every sensation running through her body.
In a haze of passion, they both stood naked in front of his bed, kissing feverishly with their hands running all over each other. She pulled back from the kiss and fell back to lie on the bed, looking up at him as if waiting for him to make the next move. He climbed onto the bed and supported his weight with one arm as he leaned down to kiss her, while the hand not supporting his weight slid up her tight torso. She moaned softly as she felt his hand touch her boobs, taking the time to massage each one slowly. She craned her neck up and their kiss intensified.
As she felt his lips kiss down her cheek, she pushed against his shoulder flipping him onto his back and immediately climbed on top of him to straddle him. He groaned out loud as he felt her grind her hips down on him, the skin on skin contact of her wet slit and his hard cock driving them both to a new level of desire. Her panting increased and she moved her hips down with more pressure while reaching up with one hand to fondle her own boobs. He grabbed her by the waist and stopped her movement. “We need a condom,” he said. She smirked and shook her head. They had both tested clean and she was now on birth control so they were in the clear. He looked at her incredible body with great hunger in his eyes and licked his lips. Her skin was so smooth and her stomach so toned, it was all incredibly sexy especially given her rich skin tone that glistened under the light. She raised her hips and grabbed his shaft to position him at her opening before dropping herself onto it, moaning out loud at the feeling of him penetrating her fully. She continued to move her hips up and down and even began gyrating to increase the pleasurable sensation she felt.
As he felt himself getting closer to the edge, he grabbed her small waist tightly and flipped her onto her back. He pulled one of her legs up and draped it over his shoulder, angling himself before plunging his cock into her in one hard motion. She cried out and grabbed the sheets so tightly her knuckles turned white. He continued thrusting at the same angle, varying the speed and depth, causing her to moan very loudly and continuously until she felt the first orgasm hit her. He took advantage of this as he grabbed her other leg to drape it over his other shoulder, one hand reaching around to massage her clit as he thrust in and out of her hard and fast. She moaned and cried out incessantly again as the second and third orgasms hit her in quick succession. Not long after, his own hips jerked forward and he had to lean forward on the bed for balance as he felt his cum shoot into her. He collapsed on top of her, feeling his cum mix with her liquids as his cock was still inside her. He pulled out a minute later when he rolled onto the bed beside her, still panting and sweating.
After a couple minutes, she stood up and walked silently to the shower. She adjusted the water temperature and stepped in, letting the water fall freely onto her naked and exhausted body. It had felt amazing during the time but now she felt terrible. She almost felt empty. It was not that she did not want him any more, romantically and sexually, but that she could not shake the feeling she was making a huge mistake. What got to her even more was not knowing why she was fightin
g so hard against the right thing to do. She had no idea she had been standing in the shower for so long until Nick wandered into the bathroom to check on her. “Shauna, is everything okay?” She shut off the water and simply stared at him through the glass doors, shaking her head.
She crouched down and wrapped her arms around her legs, asking him not to come closer. “Shauna, I’m worried.” He was being completely honest and she could hear the concern in his voice. “Talk to me,” he told her. She looked up at him but said nothing. He was used to being in charge even without being pushy but now was not the time. She had too much on her mind and too much to figure out for this. At the same time she knew he was right; they needed to talk about this. Though it would ultimately be her decision whether or not to continue in this, there were things that they needed to discuss. She stood up and reached out for a towel to dry her body off. She put on a robe and slippers before silently walking back out into the cabin and sitting on the couch, looking straight ahead at the wall again. Her vision was broken when he sat on the coffee table directly in front of her, concern heavy in his eyes.
She finally broke the silence by spilling everything she been thinking about and feeling since he told her about his family. The entire time he only sat there listening, in complete silence, nodding at times to show he completely understood where she was coming from. They talked for hours, him answering question after question and then the two of them going back and forth with everything. At the end of it, they only sat in silence but had no solution. She stood up and said, “I need to be alone and think about this.” She walked out onto the deck of the boat and sat on the bench, looking up at the night sky and vainly hoping the answer to her problems might be written in the cluster of stars she had once enjoyed observing with him. She thought of calling Michelle but knew it was a bad idea to drag her into this. She kept going back to the part of the conversation with Nick during which he assured her nothing dangerous had happened in years and everything was pretty much peaceful. She learned he really was not involved with the organization and, as a result, enjoyed an even safer life than the rest of his relatives. The main danger was posed in his having the last name Verraud but that was about it. He also told her his older brother took every measure to protect him. This false tabloid story was as bad as it had gotten and that was only because the other family saw a perfect opportunity to express their disappointment in a transaction falling through.
From the way he had described everything, it seemed like they might actually have a chance at leading a quiet and normal relationship. It seemed like he had lived his entire life as just a rich kid and not the son of some organized crime family prevalent in Las Vegas. People seemed to fear the name itself more so than the actual members of the family. It was a hierarchy, simply put, and after generations they had secured their place at the top. When she thought about it this way, it did not seem so bad to want to stay with him. The more she thought about everything, the better she got at talking herself into believing staying was not quite so absurd as she had initially thought. By the time morning broke, she was still sitting on the bench and she on some level actually came to believe everything she had repeated over and over throughout the night.
Nick finally came outside having decided the entire night was enough time for her to be alone with her thoughts. “Shauna,” he said quietly. It was his deep voice that commanded attention but also afforded some kind of sympathy that made the other person open up. She looked up at him but she was tired of words. She had not been talking all night to him but there had been so many words exchanged in her mind. She was tired of it all and she wanted more than anything to rest and sink fully into her decision. She wanted to take the plunge again. Standing up, she had every intention of falling into his arms and breathing in his scent until it lulled her into a state of peace. Instead, she found her feet taking her inside the cabin to the bedroom where she dropped onto the bed and passed out immediately.
She woke up hours later to find the sun was already setting. The cabin of the boat was completely silent and she had a feeling Nick was outside. She wanted to see him and touch him but she did not want to move. Her body did not have the will to do so. She felt much more exhausted than she had in a very long time and came to the conclusion it was all the emotional activity and thinking that had done her in. She weakly stood up and looked out of the small window to see the water of the lake lapping gently against the boat. A small kayak went by but she was not able to see who was in it. There were still people about and, remembering it was a Saturday, she had a feeling there would be people out much later than usual.
She slowly began to undress, taking care to fold up every article of clothing and place the neat pile on the nightstand. She stretched out on the bed and looked up at the beautiful colors of the sky as the sun continued to set. She heard footsteps enter the cabin and the door close before they continued toward the bedroom. Nick stood leaning against the doorway and looking from her face, to her naked body, and up to the skylight. She heard him gulp and she smirked knowing he was trying to ignore any thoughts or feelings her naked body brought up. She sat up and said, “Come here.” He obliged and she stood on the bed to kiss him deeply. “I’m not going anywhere,” she whispered into his ear. He pulled back and looked into her eyes with sheer hope and joy, the smile on his face reflecting those exact emotions. She nodded and he pulled her into an excited kiss.
She grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head, immediately resuming their kiss as soon as she had tossed it off to the side of the room. She let her hands wander freely over his shoulders, chest, torso and back as their kiss intensified and they were both breathing heavily in a very short amount of time. They were both so exhausted but still so hungry for each other it was ridiculous. She made quick work of unbuttoning and unzipping his pants, reaching down into his boxers and grabbing hold of his shaft. She began to stroke it up and down, adding a flick and twisting motion every once in a while, earning her some groans of pleasure when she did. She pulled his boxers down enough to release his hard cock and grabbed his hips, pulling him onto her until she felt the head of his cock rub against her. She spread her legs wider and wrapped one around him, drawing him into her. They both moaned at the feeling of the initial penetration. He started to move in and out of her slowly and sensually, while the hand he was not using to support his weight roved over every inch of her body he could reach. He pulled back enough to rake his eyes over her incredibly sexy body and made a primal sound of approval before leaning down and biting down on her shoulder, causing her to cry out in a mixture of pain and pleasure. His tongue darted out to lick along the bite marks he made and he felt her nails dig into his back as he picked up the pace of his thrusting.
He shifted his body to change the angle of penetration but instead pulled out of her and stood up, pulling her up by her wrists. He held her body tightly against his and grabbed her chin to pull her into a kiss that was a bit rougher than usual. When he finally pulled away from her, he placed his hands on her waist and turned her to face the bed. He ran his hand up her back while pushing her down so she bent over the bed and she instinctively supported herself by laying her hands flat on the surface. His hand ran back down to her hip and then down her leg. She jumped slightly when she felt his hot breath on the smooth skin of her thigh and begin to travel up until she was making hushed sounds of pleasure as the tip of his tongue pressed firmly against her slit. He slid it along until he had her moaning loudly by swishing on and around her clit, eventually penetrating her with two fingers. He felt and tasted her liquids flowing freely as she moved her hips back against his face, moans louder than ever, burying her face in the bed when the first orgasm hit her and coursed through her entire body. She felt it all over her skin, every nerve ending alive with intense pleasure.
He grabbed her by the shoulder and turned her around, pushing her down from the bed until she slid off and was crouching in front of him. He placed his hand on top of her head and began strokin
g her hair and she took the cue to wrap her hand around the base of his shaft as she took the head of his cock into her mouth. She slid her tongue out past her lip and swirled it around, running it flat over the sensitive underside of his cock and earning her loud noises of satisfaction from deep in his throat. She ran her hand down to cup his balls as she took the entire length of his cock in her mouth and began moving her head back and forth, sucking intently and moaning loud enough for him to hear. “Oh fuck,” he grunted out before grabbing her head by the temples and pulling her back. He sunk to his knees in front of her and licked all along her collarbone as he placed his hand on her other shoulder and pushed her down onto her back. He slid his hand under her ass and squeezed it before turning her over so she was lying on her stomach. He gave her ass a couple quick pats and another squeeze just before sliding both hands under her hips and pulling them toward him. She moaned when she felt the tip of his cock running along her slit and press against her opening just before he rammed it all the way inside her hard enough that her body lurched forward a few inches.
She cried out but pushed her hips back against him to feel him deeper inside her and he began thrusting quick and hard, eventually grabbing onto her hips and pounding into her. She squealed at the unfamiliar way in which he was taking her but soon found pleasure in it as she felt his fingers begin to press, circle, and massage her clit. She was lost in a flood of new sensations and was barely able to keep up with what was happening when she felt the second and unbelievably intense orgasm take over her body. Nick was jerking into her as he came, his vision blurring for a moment from the intensity of his own orgasm. He collapsed onto the floor and was panting beside Shauna, who could not bring herself to move at all. They were both satisfied but felt completely wiped out, so much so that they both passed out exactly where they were at that moment.