Alaskan Exposure

by A. S. Fenichel

  His hand had found its way to his cock and he stroked himself lightly. He could have come just from watching her. Her nipples tightened as her eyes flicked from his stroking hand to his ever-watchful eyes.

  “That is so fucking hot, baby. You’re pussy looks so wet and sweet.”

  He didn’t know if it was his words or her touch that aroused her more, but she cried out and rubbed faster. Her left hand slipped between her legs. She opened her outer lips, giving herself better access for the fingers of her right hand to circle around her clit, dip into her tight hole and spread more fluid over her pretty, pink folds. It also enhanced his view. He gripped his cock but stopped tugging before he came too soon.

  A deep guttural groan pushed out of her chest, her legs shook and she clutched at her pussy. She threw her head back and closed her eyes as the orgasm overtook her.

  Kyle nearly came along with her. He had to concentrate on not letting go of his own rapture and it wasn’t easy. His cock ached with the need to find release. His balls clutched tightly, but he wanted to be inside her when he finally came so he held on.

  Chapter Seven

  Charley had no idea what had possessed her to let Kyle watch her masturbate. She had never in her life even considered doing anything so boldly erotic. But the suggestion that he would like to watch had made her clit tighten and her heart race. His eyes had been so intent on her face, pussy and fingers, it had amplified her arousal. She’d come in a torrent of juices and her entire body trembled in ecstasy.

  Her eyes were still closed as the pulsating waves subsided. She was already anticipating her embarrassment when she opened her eyes. Before she had a chance, his tongue swirled around her clit. He lapped up every last drop of her creamy essence. She had to bite her lip to keep from screaming.

  “Kyle, oh god, Kyle.” She had no idea what it was she wanted to say to him. She only knew that his mouth was magical. Her body quickened with every lick. Her hand gripped his hair and she didn’t know if she wanted to pull him closer or push him away.

  She had come so completely, she would never have believed she could do it again so soon, but she felt the familiar pressure building low in her belly. The sight of his dark head pressed between the pale skin of her thighs was almost as erotic as masturbating for him.

  His hands slid up and under her ass cheeks.

  “That feels so good,” she whispered.

  He sucked on her clit and let it pop out of his mouth. A soft cry fell from her lips and she pressed her hips tight against his face. The swirl of his tongue around her clit made her hips pulse against him. He slid one thumb inside her wet crease and fucked her with the digit.

  She rose on her feet and pumped against him. Each thrust of his finger and swipe of his cunning tongue was torturous. Finally, she couldn’t take anymore and the orgasm swelled in her clit and erupted as if she’d waited a lifetime for the flood of pleasure to encompass her.

  She screamed and had to cover her own mouth with her hand to stop the high-pitched cry from alerting the other crew members to their activity.

  He held his face tight against her pussy until the waves of pleasure dissipated. Then he looked up from between her legs. “God, you’re fantastic.”

  “I think it’s you.”

  He sat up, his cock still standing out away from his slim hips. Moving around beside her, he sat next to her with his back leaning on the headboard. “No. You are amazing, Charley.”

  Before she could think of a protest, he lifted her and pulled her onto his lap. He kissed the top of her head, and she felt his shaft hard against her hip. “Don’t you want to fuck?”

  He laughed. “Yes, yes I do. But I thought you might need a few minutes to collect yourself.”

  She leaned her head against his shoulder. “That’s very thoughtful.”

  “Always a total surprise.”

  It amazed her that she didn’t feel as if she wanted to bolt out the door. She was comfortable snuggled against Kyle’s chest. She reveled in his even breathing. “In my defense, we don’t really know each other.”

  “I’m a very thoughtful guy.”

  She was quietly thinking about what they had just done and felt the heat of her blush flood her cheeks. She hoped Kyle wouldn’t notice.

  No such luck. “What are you thinking about?”

  Her face grew even hotter, but she was all in at this point. “I was thinking about how much I liked watching you stroke your cock. I was also thinking that the past thirty minutes were the most erotic of my life.”

  He kissed her forehead. “I love that you always say the absolute truth.”

  The word “love” coming from his lips made her heart jump. Don’t get ahead of yourself, Charley. People use that word all the time and it doesn’t mean anything. “Nothing to hide now, is there?”

  His cock jerked against her hip, and she wiggled closer.

  His right arm was wrapped around her back holding her up. He slipped his right hand over her shoulder to her neck and cupped her cheek as his mouth came down and covered hers. His lips were gentle, coaxing, and she opened to him. He made love to her mouth, lips and tongue taking turns devouring each. He kissed along her cheekbone to her ear and returned to her mouth.

  “I’ve never wanted anyone the way I want you, Charley.”

  “Is that true?” She trembled.

  “It scares the hell out of me,” he said against her mouth, before his tongue dove inside.

  His desire drove hers and she was wet again. Her pussy clenched with the need to have him deep inside her. How did he do it? She’d never wanted Pete more than once, if that. Of course, Pete had never inspired her to step outside her safety zone. Not that Kyle pushed her. She was sure he would have been happy with vanilla sex, but she would not. She wanted to explore things with him that never even occurred to her before. The idea was both exciting and terrifying. Yet she liked the notion that he was scared too. Somehow, it made her feel safer.

  He suckled gently on her bottom lip, kissed her chin and leaned her back to trail his lips along her collarbone. His hand skimmed down her neck to her breast, where he rubbed the already sensitive nipple.

  Charley whimpered and a jolt of electricity shot down to her clit. She clenched her legs together, heightening the sensation. His hand slipped further down to her stomach and then rested on her hip. He tickled her thigh and caressed her calf.

  Her body vibrated with need.

  “Straddle my lap, baby.”

  He said the words against her neck, and without thinking, she complied. Rising up and turning toward him, before placing one knee on either side of his hips. He continued to lean against the headboard but slid down a bit further. She grabbed the top of the upholstered board to keep herself steady.

  His cock reacted as if it was a homing device and perched at her pussy. Kyle reached into his bed stand for a condom, tore it open and rolled it over his engorged shaft. Charley’s mouth watered at the sight of his fingers pressing over the taut skin.

  He lifted his hips enough to allow the head to breach her slick opening. When they lowered again she groaned in complaint. He repeated the motion and sighed as she enveloped the tip of his shaft.

  “God, baby, you are so wet. You feel so good.”

  She looked down into his eyes, now smoky with desire and slowly lowered herself, taking him in inch by inch. When her thighs met his, and he was buried deep inside her, she mewed and gripped the headboard to pull up again. Kyle gripped her hips guiding her back down. The catlike sounds that escaped her mouth were new to her. The building of another orgasm deep inside her left her in awe of his power over her.

  Again and again, she took his hard cock deep inside and let it fill her completely. A fleeting thought that she hoped the headboard was secured properly caused a hitch in her rhythm, but Kyle steadied her and pulled her down. Her pussy clutched at him and felt the loss at every retreat.

  She moved faster and sobbed as the exquisite pleasure built to near pain.

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p; “Come again for me, Charley.”

  It was as if his words pulled a trigger inside her. The orgasm crashed down around her, spreading out from her pussy and reaching every limb and digit. She threw her head back and slammed down onto him. He groaned and clutched her hips tightly pumping her up and down faster. The sensations continued with every fuck. His cock stretched her and extended the rapture beyond anything she had ever felt before. Groans, squeaks and noises she had never uttered flew from her lips, until he too called out in ecstasy.

  He was still buried inside her. Neither one moved. His legs jerked once as the last of his orgasm passed. They were both covered in sweat.

  Charley leaned her head down until her forehead touched his. “That was unbelievable.”

  “Mmm. You are unbelievable.” His hand slid up and down her back from her ass to her shoulder blade.

  Carefully, he lifted her off his cock and moved her to the mattress. He maneuvered her as if she were a precious piece of art, so sweet and caring.

  As he got up and went into the bathroom, she waited for her discomfort to settle in. This was the time when she always wanted to run, when things became awkward. She rolled onto her back, naked and sated and let the soft mattress mold to her body. She didn’t want to leave, and when Kyle returned and slid into the bed next to her, she had a fleeting thought of never wanting to leave.

  The warm comforter slid silkily over her as if in a dream. He mumbled something, she didn’t quite make out before she drifted off to sleep.

  * * * * *

  Cool air filled the room. Charley snuggled deeper into the blankets and sheets. She shimmied back searching for his warm body but found only empty space. That prompted her to open one eye and peek out into the cold room.

  The only light came from the open bathroom door. Kyle’s shadow loomed over her.

  “What time is it?”

  “Too early for you to be awake.” She could hear the smile in his voice.

  “So why are you? Come back to bed.”

  He leaned down and kissed her nose before sitting on the edge of the bed. “I wish I could, but we start up the Tracey Arm Fjord this morning and I have a long duty shift. You should stay and sleep a while.”

  “When does the sun come up?” Her photographer mind was already at work.

  “In about thirty minutes.”

  She jumped from the bed. “I want to get the sun coming up.”

  He laughed and turned on a lamp by the bed. “Damn, but you’re beautiful.”

  She looked down at her naked body and then touched her bird’s nest hair. She was sure her mascara was pooled under her eyes as if she’d broken her nose. “You’re nuts. Why is it so cold in here?”

  She grabbed her dress and pulled it up before turning her back to him for assistance with the zipper.

  “I opened the slider. It was stuffy.” He zipped her up and closed the door to the chilly, pre-dawn morning at sea.

  She turned to him and slid her arms around his waist. “I want you to know, I’m not running out. I want to get my camera and get up on deck. Okay?”

  One side of his mouth turned up and he lowered his head to capture her lips with his. The kiss was brief but tender. “Thank you for a wonderful evening, Charley.”

  Her heart pounded. “I had a great time too.”

  “I’ll have someone meet you on deck by the pool. They can take you to the observation tower for your pictures.”

  “Thank you.”

  He kissed her again. “I’ll see you later?”

  She nodded briskly and her face warmed with a fresh flush.

  Charley ran down the hall to the steps and nearly tripped as she rushed toward her stateroom. She burst through the door.

  “What the fuck!” Jules sat straight up in her bed.

  “Sorry, sorry. I have to get out on the deck. We’ll be entering the fjord soon.” She tugged her camera bag out from under the bed and pulled out her Canon EOS-1D Mark III with EF 70-200mm f/2.8L IS II USM lens and ET-87 hood. That rig would be perfect for the longer outdoor shots and with its superior speed of ten frames per second, she knew she wouldn’t miss anything.

  Her mind was already working out details of what she would shoot.

  Jules’ whiny question brought her up short. “You don’t think you’re going to just run out of here without some explanation of where you were all night, do you?”

  Charley looked down at her cocktail dress. “No. I have to change. It’s a bit cold outside.”

  Jules leaned against the headboard and pushed her hair out of her face. “Good, talk while you change.”

  “There’s nothing to tell. I was with Kyle. I managed to get through the morning without insulting him and I’m seeing him later. He’ll be working most of the day.” She tugged off her dress and quickly pulled on long underwear, jeans, flannel shirt and went to the closet for a coat.

  “That’s it? After all this time and everything we’ve been through, that’s all you’re going to tell me?” Jules pushed her bottom lip out in a proper pout.

  Charley sat down on the edge of Jules’ bed. She grabbed her friend and hugged her. “I will tell you everything, I promise. I have to go on deck now and do my job.”

  Grabbing her camera, she rushed toward the door.

  “Have you even slept?”

  “Not much,” Charley said and felt the heat of her blush as the memory of her night of passion filled her mind.

  Jules frowned.

  It was a look that Charley had seen many times. It was the look that said Jules didn’t approve. “Oh come one, Jules. Just be happy for me.”

  “I know I encouraged you to have a good time and all.”

  “I hear the ‘but’.”

  “He’s a sailor. He’s at sea for how many months at a time. How can you not get hurt in this scenario?”

  “I know what I’m doing,” she lied.

  Jules cocked her head to one side. “Really? Because it looks to me like you’re falling in love with a charming guy who you’ll never see again once we leave this ship. And you’re not that kind of girl.”

  Her words hit Charley as if they were a brick to the forehead. Turning back, she slumped down onto her bed and put the camera down. “I know you’re trying to protect me. I also know that Kyle is not the marrying, settle down in the burbs type. He’s a merchant marine and he loves his life. I have no idea how or if this can go on beyond Friday when we make port in Seattle.”

  Her friend opened her mouth, but Charley put her hand up to stop anything she might say. “Here is what I do know. Kyle is kind and thoughtful. He likes me and wants to spend time with me. He offered to take sex out of our relationship and I nixed that idea. He was willing to just spend time with me, no sex. It’s not about the sex, though that is phenomenal. I’m having fun with a man for the first time in a long time and I’m not going to let that go because I’m afraid of getting hurt. Maybe I’ll feel differently tomorrow or in an hour. I don’t know. Right now, I had the best night of my life, I’m about to see a glacier that cut through mountains to carve this fjord and I feel pretty good.”

  “Okay.” Jules smiled and shook her head.

  “I’ve got to go.”

  “I know. Go get some great pictures.”

  “Don’t sleep through the glacier.”

  Jules shook her head. “Drew is coming by to collect me before we get that far into the fjord.”

  Charley hadn’t thought her friend had been paying any attention to the sights available on the cruise. Her surprise must have shown on her face.

  “Don’t look at me that way,” Jules whined. “I’m as interested in seeing a glacier as the next person. It’s not as if I see one every day in Florida.”

  Charley smiled. “I’ll see you later.”

  As she was going out the door, Jules called, “I’m going to want a full description of your evening after the sexy dancing.”

  An older couple was heading forward as the door was closing behind her. The woman�
�s eyes opened wide, and the man leered down at her.

  “Morning.” She was sure her face was bright red.

  They didn’t respond. Sighing, she gave them a minute to make their way down the corridor before she followed in the same direction.

  It was still very early. The pool area was empty save for one uniformed young man. His smile was wide as she approached.

  “Miss Ballantine?”

  “Yes, but please call me Charley.” She shook his hand.

  “My name is Jahi. I am to take you up to the tower and keep you safe while you photograph the fjord and the glacier. I hope we might see some wildlife.”

  It was early, but they were far enough north that the sun was already climbing.

  “That would be wonderful.”

  “Shall we go?”

  She nodded and followed Jahi up the steps to the jogging track and then up another set of steps to an off-limits area. They were just entering the fjord, the sun breached the horizon and snow-capped mountains rose on either side of the ship. Waterfalls cascaded down the side to the sea below. It was a photographer’s dream.

  Jahi spoke in his low Egyptian accent of how the glacier had been carving out the thirty-mile fjord since the Pleistocene epoch. He explained that the area was part of the Tongass National Forest and that there were guidelines in place to help preserve the wildlife, air quality and natural systems. He chattered while Charley shot picture after picture.

  After twenty minutes she sat on one of the ladders leading up to another lookout stand and let her camera rest in her lap. “How is it that you know so much about this place, Jahi?”

  He smiled proudly. “I’ve made this cruise many times, madam. In a few hours the onboard naturalist will begin a narration that I have heard again and again. I recited a lot of that information to you. You can relax now if you wish. It will be a while before we reach the glacier. We may yet see a mountain goat or bear and the icebergs will become more plentiful as we get deeper into the fjord.”

  “I appreciate your narration very much.”

  He beamed.