by Anna Hard
I peered up at him, and it looked as if he was about to lose his nerve. Then I parted the sides of my shirt. “I don’t just want sex, Tommy. You promised fun, and that’s what I want. No strings, vacation fun. Nana talks about your sexual exploits almost like a parent would brag about their kid getting a college degree. So don’t disappoint.”
A smile kicked up on the side of his mouth. “I always pegged you for a wild one, Twiggy. And you just gave me an idea. But first, a preview of the fun.” He curled his finger around the top of my bra and pulled it down to expose my breast. My nipple tightened as he rubbed it with his thumb. “Give me the next twenty-four hours. And one rule— the word ‘no’ is not allowed. So, now’s the time to back out if you want. Or you can stay. Do you trust me, Dani?”
“Not a lick. But let’s do this. Only one question— what about your accident prone friend? I have to be on-call for her.”
“Nope. I’m giving you a day off tomorrow, so unless there’s a major injury or illness, everyone is on their own. They have a shopping excursion planned. I’ll give Crystal my credit card. That’ll keep her busy and happy and out of the infirmary.”
He stood and walked to his closet and pulled out a tie.
I propped up on my elbow. “Are you planning to put on a suit and tie for this occasion? Cuz, I’m not all that into formal dress.”
“Nope. The tie is for you.” He walked over. “Stand up, baby. The fun is just about to begin.”
I hesitated, but only for a second. I’d started this, and as nervous as I was, I was ready. I put my feet on the ground and stood in front of him. The warmth from his hard body surrounded me. He lifted my chin with his fingers and stared down at my lips as if they were edible. He kissed me and finished the kiss by trailing his tongue across my tender bottom lip. He leaned close enough that his warm breath tickled my skin. “Remember . . . the word ‘no’ does not exist.”
“That’s sort of a double negative,” I said lamely. My nerves hadn’t subsided yet. At the same time, I’d never felt so damn excited.
Tommy dropped the tie over his shoulder and pushed the shirt off my shoulders. It fell to the floor. His hands smoothed down my belly to the button on my shorts. That light, short stroke of his fingers sent a tremble through me. He held back a smile knowing damn well that he’d caused it. My shorts pooled at my feet. I pushed off my sandals and stepped out of the shorts. I was standing in front of him in just my panties and bra.
His expression turned serious now. “Damn, baby, this body— I don’t think I’ve stopped having an erection since the first second I saw you on this boat.” His eyes darkened as he took in every inch of me with his hungry gaze. His dirty words and the intense way he was looking at me made my pussy tingle wildly, as if he’d already touched me there. A warm blush covered my skin, and I wanted him to touch me. He was practically bringing me to an orgasm just gazing at me.
“Turn around.” It was a subtle command, but my body trembled at the notion of him taking control. And, as someone who always had to be strong and in control on the job and in life, for that matter, it felt good to relinquish that responsibility.
Tommy stepped just close enough behind me that I could feel the fabric of his shirt whisper across my naked back. He reached around with the necktie and used it to blindfold me. I opened my mouth to say something, but he stopped me with a hand on my shoulder.
“Remember my one rule, baby.” His voice was low and seductive in my ear. I hadn’t expected it, but hearing him call me baby was stirring up another level of emotion that I felt deep in my chest.
I was standing in his room with my eyes covered and wearing only my bra and panties. He slid the strap of my bra down off my shoulder exposing my breast. He reached around and cupped it with his hand.
“I’m going to be dreaming about this lacy bra. It stays on, for now.” With his free hand, he pushed my panties down. Suddenly, I felt deliciously vulnerable, nearly naked and blindfolded in front of him.
“Aren’t you going to undress?” I asked.
“Not now. I’m going to spend some time exploring the naked goddess standing in front of me.” His mouth pressed against my shoulder. I pulled in a breath as his kisses continued down the center of my back to the bare cheek of my ass. His tongue drew erotic circles on my ass. Then his arms reached around and his hands smoothed over my belly to my pussy. He pushed a finger through the folds to the slick moisture pooling between my legs.
He growled with satisfaction. “This sweet nectar has my cock aching for a taste. You’re like a fucking elixir, baby, and I’m going to lap up this honey until you come hard against my mouth.”
A tiny sound, a sound of desire I’d never heard before, rolled up from my throat. His fingers massaged my clit and teased more liquid from my pussy.
“Fuck, that’s it. I have to put my mouth on you.” His tone had grown sharp and urgent. He pulled my hand toward the bed, so that I could feel the mattress in front of me. “Hands and knees, baby, now.”
I felt along and climbed up on the bed. As I did, he moved so quietly, in my necktie induced darkness, I had no idea where he was. I knelt there for a few tense second on my hands and knees, my pussy completely exposed and the only sound coming from my beating pulse and the sounds of the ocean outside the cabin window.
Then his deep voice rolled up and over my naked ass and back. “Fucking beautiful. I should take a picture.”
“Don’t you dare.” I sat back on my knees.
“What’s the rule, baby?”
I paused. “’No’ is not allowed. I didn’t say ‘no’. I said ‘don’t you dare’.”
“Same damn thing. Still, it would be too distracting having a picture of your beautiful pussy on my phone. I’d never get anything done.” Unexpectedly, a stinging slap hit my ass. I gasped. “That’s for telling me ‘don’t you dare’. Cuz, trust me, darlin’, when it comes to fucking, I dare. There is nothing off limits as long as the outcome is you screaming out my name.” He spanked me again. I bit my lip at the stinging and, yet, not unpleasant sensation his strong hand left behind.
I felt the mattress move beneath my knees, and I sensed he was positioning himself behind me. His hands gripped my knees, and he spread them wider. I was so exposed. I had no idea what to expect, and I couldn’t have been more turned on.
His mouth returned to the bare cheeks of my ass. He bit the flesh lightly as his fingers returned to my pussy. The tender bites turned into long strokes with his tongue. When his mouth moved closer to the tight puckered hole between my ass cheeks, I tensed and pulled away from him. He reached up and took firm hold of my hips and wrenched my ass back toward him so it jutted up high and exposed every intimate part of me.
“Pulling away is also the same as ‘no’. So pulling away is not allowed.” He spanked me again.
“Don’t know if I deserved that. You didn’t make yourself clear.”
“No?” He spanked me again. “Is that clear?”
“Yes. That’s clear.” I thought I’d hid the waver in my voice.
The stinging slaps were replaced by tender kisses that felt cool and soothing on my stinging flesh. The contrast made me nearly collapse onto the mattress. He was a fucking magician. He’d turned a semi-painful spanking into a comforting sweet caress with his talented mouth. His tongue swept into the crack of my ass again, and this time I didn’t pull away. I found myself instinctively pushing toward the pressure of his tongue.
“That’s it, baby. You’ve never explored ass play before?”
“No.” My voice sounded distant, almost delirious.
“An ass virgin, very fucking nice. Tonight is for you, baby.”
His fingers reached under to cup my pussy and push it even higher. His thumb flicked over my clit as his fingers, first two, then three, slid into my wet pussy. I released a groan of pleasure as his finger
s filled me. Then with the moisture he gathered on his finger, he moved up to my anus. His mouth pressed firmly against my wet, swollen pussy and his tongue filled me. His finger pushed into my ass, and I tightened against the pressure.
He was persistent, continuing to push in his finger. Slowly, as I relaxed, I found myself pushing against his invasion. He filled every intimate space, and all I could think was I wanted even more. I rocked against his assault as his tongue dove into me and his finger pushed deeper inside. Then, as if all the pressure building from his hands, tongue and mouth had come together for one final mind-blowing act, my body reached that edge of delirium.
“Come for me, baby. Do you fucking hear me? I need you to come.”
His strong demanding tone kicked me over the cliff, and I splintered into a million shuddering pieces as my pussy clenched around his tongue and hand. I could no longer support myself on shaky arms. He sensed it and grabbed hold of me before I collapsed to the bed.
Tommy pulled me into his arms and sat up against the headboard. Still blindfolded and still reeling from the orgasm, I curled myself against his chest and allowed myself the luxury of being held in his strong arms. He was so solid, so real, so purely masculine that every inch of my skin was covered in gooseflesh just thinking about the power of the man holding me.
Tommy reached up and took off the necktie. I squinted into the bright room. My head was still light, as if it might just float off and away from my body. “Aren’t you going to undress?” I asked, feeling just a tiny bit greedy.
“Not tonight. Tomorrow. Remember, you gave me the day, and I’m going to take every second of it. Besides, I heard the others come in a few minutes ago.”
I nearly fell off his lap. “Oh shit, Crystal—”
“Relax, I locked the door. I think they went straight into the dining room, so you can make a clean getaway. Well, not exactly clean. Your lingering scent and the memory of your sweet pussy coming against my mouth are going to leave me wanting you all fucking night.”
I felt a warm blush cover my skin.
“And so is that blush.” He kissed my forehead.
Chapter 13
Tommy
Again, I’d had to sleep out on the deck lounge. I needed the cool ocean breeze to keep me from going stark raving mad thinking about having Dani. A cold shower and three shots of whiskey hadn’t done the trick. As a teen, I’d had to take a lot of cold showers and do a lot of jacking off after my new stepsister moved in. I’d known then that she had me by the balls, but I hadn’t acted on it. My dad would have nailed my ass to the wall, and I would have deserved it. When Dani and her mother moved out, my beautiful stepsister took a little piece of me with her. The whole fucking house seemed a little darker after she rolled her beat up luggage and camouflage duffle bag out the front door. I’d told myself then that it was a good thing. I couldn’t stop thinking about her. I’d wanted her badly, and it was better that she’d put distance between us. But all those same feelings had been lit on fire again. And this time, nothing was going to douse the flames except having Dani. All of her. Every damn delectable inch.
Crystal, Olivia and Max, who had taken a shine to Olivia, had plans for Antigua. I wasn’t completely sure why Max had started to fall for Olivia. She was nothing like his usual type. Olivia was always a bit stone cold for my taste. Of course, next to Crystal, she looked really rational and likable. Maybe my buddy Max was starting to think about a more serious relationship. That was still far down on my list of priorities, no matter how hard Nana tried to push it to the top. I still wondered how much of this had been her idea. It sure seemed to have my grandmother’s fingerprints all over it. She had always loved Dani. And with good reason. She was easy to love.
I’d gone through my list of motives for doing this, for starting something with Dani, and I’d come to the conclusion that they were purely selfish. I wanted her. That was all. Having her come in my arms, scream my name out in a fit of ecstasy, collapse against me hot and overwhelmed from being fucked, that was all I could think about. I was sure after our day together, I’d be free of the seven year itch I’d had for my stepsister. She had her rock star to go home to, and I had my life of making money and fucking every beautiful woman I met. We’d walk down the gangplank of the Sea Queen, say goodbye and return to our lives.
But my pride and my need to satisfy her assured me it had to be mind-blowing. My male ego insisted that she leave here thinking about me every time she got hot between the legs. Hell, after today, I was hoping she’d be thinking about me whenever she was in his bed. That would give me at least some peace of mind about wanting the one girl who could never permanently be mine.
I made my excuses for not joining the group on Antigua and waved at them as they lowered the outboard motorboat into the water. I hadn’t seen Dani since she’d left my bedroom. She had refused to join us in the dining room, preferring to eat alone in her cabin. In the morning, she put together a small first aid kit for the group to take to Antigua. She hadn’t come to breakfast. I worried that she’d changed her mind. I would be devastated, but I would accept it. I didn’t want her to go along with my scheme unless she really wanted it.
I walked to the infirmary and knocked. It took her more than a few knocks to answer. She opened the door. Her silky, gold hair was swept up into a loose knot at the back of her head. She was wearing a t-shirt and shorts and a sad smile.
“I’m sorry, Tommy. I’m not so sure about this.”
I nodded telling myself to just walk the fuck away. But my body was fighting my head. I stepped into the infirmary and grabbed her into a kiss. She stiffened, but only for a second. As soon as my tongue dragged across her bottom lip, still swollen from my kisses, she moaned against my mouth and softened in my arms. She felt so frail and vulnerable in my arms, it was all I could do not to crush her against me. I’d never felt so possessive about any woman as I had right then as I kissed Dani.
It took all my will to pull my mouth from hers. She peered up at me with a dreamy expression.
“You want this as much as me, Dani.”
She swayed against me, as if she could no longer fight her own reasoning. She was mine. I had to make her mine at least for this one day and then she’d be out of my system. Or, at least, that was what I hoped for.
“Come on, baby, one day. I promise you, you won’t regret it. No one will know.”
Her blue eyes were glazed. “How do you make the word ‘baby’ sound so damn erotic?”
I smiled. “Yeah, you think?” I took a chance that she would pull away from my hand. She didn’t. I slid it down her shorts and pressed my fingers against her pussy. “Baby,” I whispered against her ear. “Show me how much you want me to call you baby.” As I muttered low in her ear, moisture dripped from her pussy, covering my fingers. She clutched my shirt to keep from sinking to her knees. “One day, baby, that’s all I ask. I’ll make last night look like a silly warm up.” I stroked my finger along her taut, swollen clit, the sweet nub I’d massaged last night with my tongue and finger.
She sucked in a sharp breath and moved against the pressure of my hand. “You want this as badly as me, baby.” Her pussy filled with slick, hot wetness as I stroked her, teasing her mercilessly by pushing my fingers close enough to slide inside of her but without actually penetrating her.
Her fingers tightened on my shirt, and her beautiful face was pink with desire.
“Just say yes.”
She swayed against me as if she had no strength to stand on her own. “Yes.” The word floated out so quietly, I was almost not sure I’d heard it. Then she said it again. “Yes, Tommy, one day. I want this one day.”
I plunged my fingers inside of her, and she cried out. “God yes, Tommy.” She clung to me as if I was life itself, and she writhed against my hand.
“That’s it, baby. God, you’re fucking wet. Your pussy is t
he sweetest fucking thing ever.” I plunged three full fingers inside her, and she squeezed her thighs around my arm to hold me there. Her clit rubbed against my wrist. She used her hold on me to brace herself against my hand.
“Fuck yeah,” she said on a whisper, and her pussy contracted around my hand as she came.
Just as she had the night before, she collapsed from the feel of it. I caught her in my arms before she sank to the floor. She was the strongest, smartest, most confident girl I knew, yet I could turn her into putty with just a stroke of my fingers. Something about that notion, that idea that she could be mine to do with as I pleased behind closed doors, made my cock so hard it hurt. It was taking every ounce of my self-control not to bend her over the stainless steel examination table and fuck her wildly for the next hour. But I had plans.
She recovered, and I held her at an arm’s distance. “You need to get your bathing suit and—” I stopped. “No wait. I’ll get your clothes.” I slid past her into her cabin. She followed behind, still looking dazed from the orgasm. Her plump lips were slightly parted in question.
She watched in stunned silence as I rummaged like a madman through her clothes. And I was definitely standing on the edge of insanity. I wanted her that badly. If she decided now not to go with me, then they’d have to shoot me in the head to relieve my misery because having Dani was the only cure for what ailed me now.
I yanked out a bikini and looked at it. “Nope.” I shoved it back. “No swimsuit,” I said more as a mental note to myself, but she stepped closer.
“We’re not going swimming?” she asked.
“I didn’t say that.” I pulled out a soft, cottony sundress and handed it to her. “Put this on.” I opened the top drawer of her dresser.
“That’s my underwear drawer,” she protested.