Her body fit his as if they had been made to lie together as spoons in a drawer. He’d known the moment she fell asleep. Her head grew heavy on his biceps and her breathing became deep and steady.
He’d thought of the lounge and how he was sure at any moment she would slap his face and walk out. Then again, when they had first arrived in his stateroom, he thought he’d lost her. Once she became truly aroused, there was no going back.
She was right about him, he did sleep with a lot of women. He lived in a target-rich environment. He kissed the top of her head, and she snuggled in closer. His chest tightened with regret. He knew that she would leave the ship in six short days and that would be the end of the affair. No woman would tolerate the lifestyle he’d chosen.
He shook away thoughts of the future. He had a beautiful woman in his arms and she felt wonderful. They had made love. What more did he want?
The question continued to roll around in his head while he dozed. Until just before he fell asleep and he admitted the answer. More.
Sleep could not last with Charley tucked against his cock. An hour later, she wiggled her ass and his shaft was a full attention again. He wasn’t sure what to do. Most of the time, with the women he usually hooked up with, he would just slide right in. In truth, with most women, if they’d wanted to leave after sex, he would have just let them go.
Why was she different?
She wiggled that sweet round ass again. His cock pressed between her cheeks and jerked in response.
“Charley?”
“Hmm?”
“Do you know what you’re doing?”
“I think so.” Her voice was rough and sleepy.
God, it was so sexy. “Tell me.”
“I…I’m horny and thought you might want to fuck me again.”
He growled. He loved hearing those words coming out of her sweet mouth. He loved that he could get her to say things he knew she wouldn’t normally. Wrapping his hand around her hip he pulled her tight against his cock.
She moaned softly, and he slid his hand down to cover her mound. Her legs immediately parted slightly, inviting his fingers to touch her sensitive flesh. He would never disappoint a lady. One finger slid between her slick lips. She was warm and wet and cried out the moment he touched her clit. He pressed a second finger over the tight bud and rubbed gently. His lips found the nape of her neck and the kiss produced another cry from her.
“Tell me what you want, Charley.” He’d never wanted to please a woman as much as he did Charlene Ballantine.
Her hips pressed back and forth against his cock and his fingers. Tiny cries of pleasure puffed out of her lips. “I want to suck you cock.”
He stilled. Had he heard her right? Did she say it, or did he just wish it so hard, he imagined she’d said it? Either way, he’d nearly come just from the idea of her lips stretched around him. “Really?”
“Only if you want me to.”
“Are you kidding?” He couldn’t help laughing a little.
She shifted away from him, and reluctantly his fingers slid from her wet hole. Turning to look at him, her cheeks burned bright red. “I should warn you, I’m not very good at it.”
His balls were so tight, he was in pain. His dick bobbed up and down pleading for her to make good on her offer. “That is not possible.”
“It’s true. My ex told me all the time.”
She was so red from embarrassment he thought she might spontaneously combust. He touched her cheek and smiled. “You and I are going to have a long talk about that ex of yours, baby, but not right now. Feel free to use me to better your skills.”
With that, he rolled onto his back. His cock stood up at full attention. She rocked up onto her knees and looked down at him. He never took his eyes off her, watching every emotion cross her pretty face. The pink in her cheeks started to fade as passion filled her eyes. She looked from his face to his cock, which jumped in response to her perusal.
“Don’t say I didn’t warn you,” she said. Her hand wrapped around the base of his cock tentatively. She lowered her head and her lips pressed to the tip. It was a chaste kiss, but his body flexed in response. Opening her lips on the next pass, she kissed the mushroom head and let her tongue toy with the slit.
Kyle groaned and closed his eyes. Her mouth was warm and wet and she soaked the head of his cock as she made love to it. Her tongue swirled around the tip again and her lips sucked him in and pushed him out—still only teasing the head. He looked down the length of his body. Her left hand came up and pushed her flowing red hair behind her ear giving him the most erotic view of her mouth kissing the crown of his cock lovingly.
“Charley, your ex didn’t know what he was talking about. God, baby that’s so good.”
Her hair fell from behind her ear and curtained her face just as his cock slid deep inside that warm cocoon. She sucked him to the back of her throat and then paused before opening up and taking him in a bit more. Pulling back, she kept tight suction as he slid from her lips and was drawn back in.
A deep guttural cry spilled from his lips. He watched her hair tickle his lower abs and even that light contact heightened his response. He reached down, pushing the veil of hair aside and her eyes looked up at him. His cock deep in her throat and her delicate hand gripping the base, was enough to send any man over the edge.
Kyle held on, not wanting the incredibly erotic moment to end. He tried to think of benign things. His duties for the day or the last time he was in Boston. Nothing other than the amazing woman making love to his dick would stay in his head.
Her green eyes gazed up at him wide and innocent while her swollen lips slid up and down his shaft, each time meeting the pumping of her hand. She released him with a pop and ran her tongue along the vein from base to tip. She kissed his engorged head the way she had moments before.
He was going to come. There was little he could do about it. He tried to hold on but her mouth was driving him mad. She repeated the action with her tongue and lips. Her teeth abraded the sensitive skin as if they were the finest sandpaper, not enough to cause pain but more than enough to stimulate.
“Baby, I’m going to come.” The words grated out of his throat with a deep groan.
He thought she would pull away, expected her to jump back. He hoped she would let him hold her as he came between their bodies. Never in his wildest imagination did he expect sweet Charley to smile the most devilish grin and sucked him deep into her throat. She released him halfway and sucked hard again.
He lost his battle for control. The orgasm broke, shattering into a million pieces. His hips bucked against her mouth and he gripped her soft hair.
She continued to suck though more gently as she drank in every last drop and moaned against his sensitive flesh.
He watched her sit back on her knees, catch a bit of his juices that escaped from the corner of her mouth with her finger. She licked the digit and swallowed.
“Jesus. You are the most incredible woman.” He sat up and quickly pulled her so that she lay alongside him. He crossed one leg over both of hers and leaned so that he was looking down into her beautiful face.
“Did you like it?” she asked. Incredibly, she was serious.
He moved the hair out of her face and kissed her. Her taste was a mixture of her sweetness and his salty come. He’d never thought about it before, but there was something amazingly erotic about the combination. Their tongues swirled together, he nibbled on her bottom lip and delved inside again.
“I liked it. I like you, Charley.”
He saw something cross her face. Sorrow or doubt, he couldn’t be sure. Whatever it was he wanted to make it go away. He slid his hand up over one perfect breast kneading the soft flesh. He lowered his head and sucked the nipple into his mouth. She sighed and he tugged gently until she moaned. He watched her eyes close and whatever troubled her, washed away as desire replaced the other emotions.
Worrying the bud with is teeth, he pulled and she gave a small cry. “Do you l
ike that?”
“Yes.”
“Does it hurt?”
“A little.”
He stopped. “But you like it?”
“Oh, yes,” she breathed.
The corners of his mouth pulled up and he tugged the tender skin a bit harder. Her mouth opened but no sound escaped. His hand slid down between her legs. He caressed the soft skin of her inner thigh. She parted for him and her hips tipped up just slightly.
Amazingly, his cock had already began to respond. A minute earlier he would have said he was finished for the night. He was only human, after all. Somehow, Charley made him want more. And not just for himself, he wanted to please her. He loved the sound she made when she came. Just the thought of that guttural cry and he wanted to be deep inside her, feeling her pussy clutching around him.
One finger dipped between her folds and found her sopping wet. The mmm noise she made in her throat sounded as if she had tasted something delicious. His finger slipped inside her, drawing out more of her sweet nectar and causing her hips to lift off the bed.
He circled her clit, and she gasped loudly. Her hands gripped his shoulders. His mouth continued to toy with her nipple while he rubbed her and dipped inside and rubbed again. Her hips pumped against his hand and she gasped for air.
“Oh god, Kyle.” The top of her head pressed into the pillow and her body bowed off the bed.
“Come for me, baby.”
The sound he had been waiting for burst low and rough from her chest. He thrust two fingers deep inside her soaked pussy and her sheath clamped around them convulsively. Her nails bit into his shoulders.
As her rapture subsided, he rolled over, spread her legs with his knees. The drawer in the bedside table was still open and he grabbed for a condom, opened it and rolled it on before sliding inside her tight pussy. Smooth, wet silk encased his cock. She was warm and fit him so snugly she might have been made just for him.
Her lips opened in an adorable silent cry, and he covered her mouth with his, thrusting his tongue inside. Holding his weight off her, he held perfectly still, reveling in the exquisite feel of her.
“Charley, you are so wet. Your pussy feels so good.”
She met each thrust and a tiny gasp escaped her full lips with every lift of her hips. He’d left the light on in the small bathroom in case she woke up and needed to find her way. Now he was thankful he had, as it illuminated her soft features. Her eyes remained closed tight, her head was thrown back and her mouth drove him wild. Even buried deep inside her, he couldn’t get the image of her sweet lips wrapped around his cock out of his head.
“Open your eyes, baby.”
She did as he asked. Raw passion stared back at him. There was no way he would last much longer. He tried to slow down, make it last. Between her tight canal, the memory of the blowjob and the intensity in her eyes, he was doomed.
Her nails bit into his skin and her cries grew louder with each plunge. She slid her hand between them, her fingers rubbed her clit for only a few seconds before her orgasm struck. He covered her mouth with his to muffle the scream. Her pussy pulsed around him, milking his cock and pushing him to his own completion. His grunts of pleasure mingled with her cries as he pumped into her again and again.
He held as still as possible, not wanting to rush the end of his pleasure. Her body still convulsed around him. He let himself slide slowly out and kissed her lips and cheek. Moving lower, he trailed kisses along her chin and jaw.
A tiny sigh puffed out of her mouth.
“You have no idea how fantastic you are.” He leaned on his elbow and looked down at her.
Her eyes opened again and she smiled. “I had a good time.” The words came out sleepily and her lids closed heavily.
Kyle rolled to one side and pulled her tightly against his chest. He kissed her neck and fell immediately to sleep.
* * * * *
She’s slept through his alarm and the sounds of him showering and dressing. Kyle sat on the edge of the bed and watched her sleep for a few minutes. Her hair had spread out on the pillow as if it were a crown of flames and she the queen. Wishing that he could crawl back under the covers with her would not change the fact that he had a shift starting in twenty minutes.
“Charley.” He lightly brushed her arm.
She moaned adorably and opened her eyes. After a moment to focus, she jumped to a sitting position clutching the sheets to her chest.
Kyle smiled and put a hand on her shoulder. “It’s okay, baby. I have to go to work. I didn’t want to leave without a word. Who knows what that mind of yours would imagine if I’d left you sleeping.”
She looked around the room, anywhere but at him. “What time is it?”
“It’s early. You can stay here as long as you want. I’m not kicking you out.” He tried to lighten the mood with a laugh but could already see she was ready to bolt.
“We’re in Ketchikan today?”
“Yes. The captain will be docking the boat in about an hour. You can get off about twenty minutes after that.”
She jumped from the mattress and he watched. His cock reacted immediately to her nudity. It was going to be a long day.
“I have to get my equipment ready. I want to see the town and I had a list of things to photograph if the weather cooperates.”
He didn’t take his eyes off her curves while she tugged on her dress. He walked up behind her and did up her zipper. His body pressed against her back. He thought for a moment she leaned back into him. Light perfume and her warm feminine scent filled his nose. His cock ached to be inside her again.
He had to restrain himself from grabbing at her when she stepped away and started collecting her underwear and purse.
He shook himself mentally and told his shaft to stand down. “It’s rare, but the weather looks good for today. Usually it rains. In fact Ketchikan has rain about three hundred and sixty days of the year. You’re really lucky. By early afternoon, the clouds are expected to be out of here and we should have bluebird skies.”
The smile that lit her face had him thinking of missing his shift for the first time in his career.
“Great. I have to go.”
She was at the door in two steps and he practically had to leap over the bed to stop her before she darted out into the passage. “Charley?”
She looked shocked at his hand firmly pressing the door closed. “What? What’s wrong?”
He wanted to kiss that stunned expression off her face. He yearned to see her passion return. “You are running out the door without so much as a ‘have a good day’.”
Her cheeks were bright red when she turned toward him. She didn’t look him in the eyes. “Sorry. Have a good day, Kyle.”
“Will I see you later?”
Her eyes drew together and the most adorable confusion crossed through them. “Do you want to?”
He maneuvered so that his back leaned against the door and there was no way for her to exit unless she wanted to jump over the balcony rail. He was not entirely sure she wouldn’t do just that to get away from him. His stomach churned and hunger was not the reason. “I think I’m getting insulted again. What is it that you expect? That we would make love most of the night and then I would never want to see you again?”
“I don’t know what I expected. We had a good time. You were right. I wanted you. I just figured you would want…” Either she wouldn’t or couldn’t finish her thought.
Either way, rage that he would not have believed he could feel for a woman, erupted inside him. “What? You thought I’ve had sex with you and now I’m going to move on to my next conquest?”
Her eyes scanned the floor and she wouldn’t meet his gaze, but he could see that was exactly what she thought and his gut twisted.
“I didn’t say that.”
He tried not to say something terrible and then leave her standing in his cabin. He failed. “Congratulations, Ms. Ballantine, you have managed to make me feel cheap, and I didn’t think that was possible. Why don’
t you go ahead and leave me a few dollars on the nightstand? That way we can call this what is was, at least what it was to you. You see, I thought we had a mutual attraction and had a pretty nice evening together. While you were evidently a horny cruise guest who used me for sex. No problem. The sex was great. You have a nice day.”
He caught a glimpse of her horrified expression as he turned, opened the door and stormed out of the stateroom. He continued walking and he must have looked furious because the crew members who passed him didn’t even say good morning. By the time he reached the bridge, his temper had cooled but his feelings were still a bit sore. He thought he understood women, but Charley Ballantine was a complete mystery to him.
He distracted himself with work. The captain docked the ship with amazing skill and the efficient crew secured them to the dock, lowered gangplanks and made announcements to the guests about visiting Ketchikan.
Kyle was sitting with another mate tracking weather, other ships and plotting the course for the next leg of the journey, when Captain Cristou came over and slapped him on the back.
“Kyle, you are required to spend the day in Ketchikan.”
“What? Sir, I didn’t see any change in my duty schedule.”
“No. You will remain on duty. The corporate office has instructed me to have Ms. Ballantine guided by the most knowledgeable people. I have determined you have the most experience and can be spared for a few hours today.” Cristou smiled and puffed up his chest.
“Am I allowed to decline this assignment?” Kyle asked.
Cristou’s eyes narrowed. “Of course not.” Then he smiled. “What can be so terrible about showing a beautiful photographer where to get the best pictures?”
The entire bridge was now listening to the conversation. He definitely didn’t want to let everyone know about what had happened the night before or that morning. “No, Sir. I’m happy to play tour guide.”
“Good. I have sent her a note that her guide will meet her on the dock at ten o’clock. The clouds should be moving off by that time.”
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