“You’re making me worried what might happen. This is moving so quickly, which isn’t really a bad thing.” She peered at the view in the opposite direction. “Don’t mind me. I’m speaking out loud and not making much sense.”
It finally struck me what she was trying to express. She wanted to remain proper? How could I allow that? Why would I allow that?
“Don’t worry, I’m a complete gentleman.”
“It’s not you I’m worried about,” she said with a grin.
“Don’t tell me that you like being in charge in the bedroom. There can only be one person who holds the keys to the handcuffs, and it’s got to be me. I’ve got issues handing them over to anyone else.”
“You have handcuffs,” she screamed in shock.
“You’ve got to keep things interesting,” I said, my voice trailing off as if drifting out to sea. She looked like she was on the verge of splitting, and I didn’t want to scare her. Not just handcuffs, but whips, paddles, chains, and lots and lots of rope, I wanted to add, but kept my lips sealed. She would discover that out in due time...when she was ready.
She pointed herself at me and proudly puffed up her chest. “What do we do now? At what time do I need to give you back?”
“Oh, I’m not at the whims of those women. They’ll see me when I want them to see me.”
Tia took a step closer. I got a whiff of her perfume. My testosterone surged. Squeezing my fists, I tried to fight the urge to pull Tia into me and brand her with my hot cock.
“Looks like you’re mine for the night,” she said, her voice low and sultry, giving me another horny jolt.
But then she took a step away from me and said without warning, “I have a long drive. I’ll have to leave pretty soon.”
“After a meal like that, there would be nothing better than a dip in my hot tub. Let’s go.”
“Uhmm…” She sprang straight as a twig.
I didn’t want to scare her, but I did eventually want to have her. My impure thoughts could only be held back for so long. I might as well be upfront about it.
“Sure,” she eventually relented. As we were about to move from the dining area to the cabin, she paused. “Wait. Damn. I don’t have anything to wear.”
“It won’t be a problem. You have bra and panties on, right?”
She bit down on her lip. It almost bothered me how nervous she was around me.
“What’s the difference between that and a bikini?”
“You’ve got a point.”
I waved her inside, then went downstairs to a private room that had a massage chair and a hot tub. I turned it on. Pleasant bubbles came to life, heat emanating from the surface.
“Is that a massage table?”
“Yes, it is.”
“You have a massage table, and a hot tub on your private yacht. Where do you keep your helicopter?”
“I don’t own a helicopter.”
“I was kidding. Sort of. And it scares me you didn’t get that. Do you give the massages here?”
“Would you like to book an appointment? I think I can fit you in. I can give you one of my special massages if you’re willing to rate the orgasm on Yelp. ”
She shut up and dipped a finger into the water, letting out a moan.
This girl had better stop moaning…
I felt fucking giddy about seeing her strip down. It was like I was going skinny dipping and seeing my first pair of tits, that’s how excited I was. My cock stiffened. No use fighting it now. Instead, I stripped quickly to try to get into the tub before she noticed and I really scared her away.
After draping my jacket on the massage table, I began to unbutton my long-sleeved shirt. Her jaw dropped. Her arms sprang out in alarm. “Oh, you didn’t even warn me!”
“I’m guessing you’ve seen a man with his shirt off before.” I popped off the last button. She froze. When I slid the shirt off me, she waved her finger in a circle.
“Turn around, and don’t peek. Promise?”
I sighed.
“Hey, I didn’t hear you.”
“I promise,” I said. “How old are we again?”
I heard clothes rustling. In my mind’s eye, I watched her sliding her dress off. I wished it was my hands doing it, then I could get a handful of her luscious breasts. My tongue would go wild against her tits, claiming her as I pressed my throbbing cock onto her, getting closer to her juicy pussy.
When I dropped my pants, I heard her stop. I did as well.
I forgot to ask her if she was looking. Tia would have a direct view of my ass, and she was probably loving it. Or ready to burst out of the door in shock.
My cock strained against my black boxers. It felt like the thin fabric would snap at any moment. My horniness, my need to take her, couldn’t be contained. It felt too right. I almost wondered if she’d been sent as a plant by my father...everything just seemed to be going too well for me and Tia.
Sure, it might’ve been bumpy at first, but it was nothing that changed the fact that I knew this girl was something special. She wasn’t one that could easily slip my mind. This was the type of girl that would last a lifetime in a man’s memory.
A splash called from behind me.
“Okay, I’m ready.”
I turned around to join her.
My arousal was evident.
Tia
I was so worried about Lucas seeing me that I hadn’t thought about seeing him. I got a spectacular view of his plump, yet muscular ass in those short cut black boxers. My heart fluttered and my blood boiled.
My pussy was slick. My bud was beating. It called out for Lucas. I was powerless to stop it.
I felt bad that I hadn’t looked away, but it didn’t stop me from gawking.
When I realized that I had stopped, and he would soon catch onto me, I made a dash for the hot tub. One leg over, I pushed off with a splash.
“Okay, I’m ready,” I called, and once again, since I wasn’t thinking correctly—that billionaire had me thinking only about getting laid—I forgot to turn away.
He caught me. I turned my cheek in shame, but the image was already tucked away in a secret naughty folder in my mind for later. Oh, I had liked what I saw. I noticed how wide and powerful his chest was. His abs were crunching as he lifted one beefy leg into the pool. But most of my attention was shamefully directed lower.
He was packing. At first, I thought he must have been wearing some really short boxers, but that couldn’t be the case. They fit fine. His cock filled it out, straining against it. He dropped in. I was splashed in the cheek for good measure.
I wanted to dunk my whole head under.
Who thought going in a hundred-degree water was a good idea? What I needed was a cool dip. My pulse was ticking rapid-fire, and my breath was short, quick, and shallow.
“You looked,” he said. “You don’t play by your own rules.”
You’ve got a hard-on, I wanted to say, but that would be highly inappropriate. I couldn’t even formulate my next thought. He was hard...for me? How? We hadn’t even done anything yet. Lucas was an animal!
Not that I was complaining.
A healthy, virile man was something out of the norm for me. The best I found were disinterested or pathetic, looking for handouts.
And his dick looked big. Like scary big. Like get a random dick pic and you’re not disgusted but kind of impressed kind of big.
He leaned back with a groan. I watched as his ripped shoulders relaxed. He threw his arms over his head, and probably, I couldn’t tell with the bubbling water, thrust his hard erection higher.
I made a mental note to stay away. Stay on your side, Tia, there are sharks in these waters.
“This is nice.” I leaned back as well. My thighs naturally spread open. Jets rumbled against me in the right spot, so I shifted, afraid that I might just get off and embarrass myself even more.
“Are we skinny dipping?” someone asked, and I startled, almost jumping out of the tub.
Anna, the sweet
Southern belle, stood in the doorway. When I noticed what she was wearing, a skimpy bathing suit which barely fit her and showed a lot of her sensual, fit body—too much skin to my liking—I wanted to toss her out. What was she doing here? Telling by her manner of dress, she expected to get in with us.
Lucas looked just as stunned. That was nice to see. I was seriously hoping that it hadn’t been his idea.
Anna put a hand on her bare hip. She stretched to one side, pronouncing her bust, giving up an even better picture of her stellar form. At our first meeting, she had been hiding it well underneath her dress. She looked cute and wholesome, but now she was a sexual vixen.
“You should’ve called, honey, I brought my bathing suit,” she said in her seductive drawl. I snarled, then quickly turned away to hide my clear displeasure. When did I start getting so protective of Lucas?
“Do you like it, Lucas?” She spun around. Her ass cheeks jiggled. They actually jiggled for him. I had more jiggle, but I still wasn’t close to showing Lucas so freely.
Lucas noticed my displeasure and slid me a smirk. He was trying his best to keep from laughing.
If he thought this was funny....
“Looks like it fits you well.” He gave me a wink. Steaming, I shook my head slowly.
“I hope you don’t mind me coming in. I need to experience this hot tub.”
Before I could object, she slid inside. She sat right next to Lucas. Was he still hard? I seriously hoped not.
I wanted to tear him away and pull him to my side.
Get yourself under control, Tia. I couldn’t get all shook up over this guy, but I couldn’t let wickedly sweet Anna take him, either. Her breasts were propped up. Her cheeks were rosy and her lips were bright pink and moist, asking to be kissed. She could purr right in his ear she was so close, and I half expected her to do so…
I never fought for a man before, but I was starting to think I might have to jump out and grab my heels. It wasn’t like me at all.
Lucas eyed me cautiously. He could sense the anger radiating from me. I slid back over toward the jets. They would help cool my rage. Those things were heavenly.
“Are you in your bra, Tia?” Anna asked.
“Yes,” I said, matter-of-factly.
“Oh dear, you're both in your clothes? How about we make this more interesting? How about we all take what we have off? Then we’ll be even.”
When he turned to her, she batted her eyelashes and gave him a big smile. Her fingers wound back to her top knot. I knew it would only be a few second before she ripped it off.
Lucas looked nervous, but he couldn’t pull his eyes away. It would only be seconds before Anna dropped what would probably be jaw-dropping tits on all of us. Then what? I would be forced out?
No, something overcame me, and before I knew it, I flung myself from my side and swam onto Lucas’s lap. He grunted in shock and rocked back. Despite his surprise, his hands swept to my side and gripped my hips, digging in and securing me as I pressed my lips on his, taking him for my own.
I only managed to make it to his arms and touch my lips to his. Once mine were spread apart, and his tongue wound around mine, binding me to him, I lost my nerve. I was sucked up into that erotic frenzy, that mind-blowing desire. He slid me across his lap. I let out a sharp cry and broke away from his tongue.
He was hard, his cock raging against me. He’d rubbed my crotch against his stiff shaft. My pounding, needy pussy brushed him, and I was set alight. Starry eyed, I caught my breath on his lap. My body was shaking.
“Anna, you need to leave now,” Lucas demanded. Anna got out with a huff.
“Sorry to interrupt,” she said meekly. I knew she didn’t really care about interrupting. She just wanted to be on Lucas’s good side.
I watched her walk of shame out of the room. Lucas had really won me over then. He took me by the chin and pointed my sights downward.
His eyes were scorching with lust; like hot steel he threatened to plunge in me. His fingers gripped my hips again, and he pulled me right into his waiting cock.
“Nice to see you care so much,” he said. I was about to tell him to shut it when he shut me up instead, spreading my lips with another forceful kiss, rushing his tongue against mine, setting me free.
My hands explored. They were out of their timid chains where they could freely caress and grab all of that hot muscle I’d been dying to touch before. I threw myself into Lucas, knowing that it could very well destroy me, but at that moment, there seemed to be no choice.
He grabbed handfuls of my ass and rocked me against his dick. Each rub left me gasping and wanting more. My pussy sucked in, tightening, trying to get him in, but when it couldn’t, it turned into a torturous aching. His lips rained down on my shoulders.
I rolled my hips back and let out a long, pent-up moan. Jets caressed my beating, blossoming bud. Even in the water, I could tell how slick I was.
With a flick of his fingers, he deftly unclasped my bra. I pressed myself against him to try to hide my nakedness, but my sensitive nipples only brushed against his solid frame, and I reeled back, exposing myself more.
He nibbled my shoulder, sending a bolt of pain and pleasure through me. I swayed my hips and then shuddered again. Bracing myself against him, I clawed at his chest, my eyes shut, trying to contain the building pressure. His kissing left a hot trail down to my breasts, my peaks aching for his lips.
As soon as he sucked a nipple in, my eyes sprang open. I cried out, need pulling me down to those dark depths. Sucking harshly, he pulled my sensitive nipple in. I slapped his shoulders in submission, but he kept going, swirling his tongue against my taut tit.
I’d had orgasms before, but never quite like the one that threatened to unleash.
One hand splayed underneath me, another holding up a breast to be devoured, he used me. I hoped he didn’t expect more from me other than moaning and grinding, because if so, it wasn’t happening.
He ravished until I was a horny mess, his plaything on his lap, to use and make come.
He let go of my breast. His fingers traced my curvy shape down to my thong. Snapping the elastic band at the cusp, I jolted and flung myself onto his chest, trying desperately to get him to touch between my thighs.
Please, don’t come yet, I told myself. I repeated the words over in my head. My body had gone haywire a long time ago, like Lucas had hacked into me. It would do whatever he commanded now. I was powerless to stop his orders.
Another command came my way when he unlatched my nipple and shot his fingers to my jaw. It was already slack, but he placed me in his palm, his to behold.
“I am going to eat you out until your moans vibrate my tongue. Your pussy is mine tonight. Mine forever. Remember that.”
Whoa, that was hot. My pussy was his forever? Maybe he was roleplaying...but I didn’t think so. He looked really serious.
Before I could wrap my head around it, he slipped his hands under my ass and thrust me out of the water. I clambered up his chest, clutching onto him so I wouldn’t fall, but he had a strong hold underneath me. The room spun, then I was planted down on something sturdy and comfortable—the massage table.
He drove my thighs apart. My breath hitched. My arousal slammed into me, sending me into a daze. I locked my palms to my sides once his fingers curled around my thong. I braced myself for him to peel it from me. Tightening, my pussy drew in again, trying to lure that billionaire. If he didn’t take me soon, I might break completely.
He slowly pulled the thong from my ankles.
“Can you get any sexier?”
I thought he only peppered me with compliments for my sake, but then he really proved he meant it once his tongue dove in and went wild. He brushed delicately, yet firmly over my velvety lips. His tongue speared inside, driving my craving to an absurd level, then he slipped it back out, running it up to my beating clit, but he wouldn’t touch it, not yet.
He feasted on me. My back arched and I pounded against the table. I could fight all I
wanted, but I would be the only thing to break under that billionaire’s control.
He kissed and rolled his tongue, hitting me in waves of pleasure that crashed into me, taking me under. I somehow managed to break the surface each time. Still fighting my orgasm, it kept building inside me with every touch of his tongue. He hadn’t even gotten to the sensitive part yet, that part which thundered with every strike of his lips.
Lucas must’ve sensed my struggle.
“Come now,” he demanded.
He growled and swept over my clit. That aggressive growl, rumbling to my core, pushed me over the edge. My legs kicked. My neck flung back. Abs clenching, I almost coiled on myself as I opened up and my love unleashed. The orgasm swept me up, pumping me full of bliss. Surrendering to it, I lay flat out, at the mercy of my orgasmic high.
Lucas pulled away. I jumped up and tried to drag him back down.
He bound my fallen black tresses of hair between his fingers. Giving me a snug tug, he lifted me onto my knees.
“Open your lips.”
Doing as Lucas commanded, I let my tongue hang. It dropped even lower when I saw that Lucas had stripped his boxers off. His proud cock, precum already pearled at the tip, waited for my lips.
Long, hard, and thick, Lucas had a beautiful-looking tool at his disposal. As if he couldn’t get any flashier toys, he had the most glorious one hiding in his pants the whole time.
He thrust it at my open lips. There wasn’t enough time to be awestruck. His tip shoved my cheeks wide and he pushed more of himself inside, until my breath caught, until I scraped at his solid abs.
“Your sweet mouth. I want to come already. But I’ve got to save myself for your hot pussy, don’t I? Or maybe I’ll come multiple times. Use every hole.”
As he slowly stroked against my tongue, I looked at him with big, obedient eyes. I had never thought of myself as a submissive, since I typically made the moves with the low-libido men I was with. Now I was being dominated, told exactly what I needed to do. I could sit back, relax, and enjoy.
“Give me your finger.”
Well, maybe not sit back, because as soon as he took my finger, he put it to his lips and sucked on it. It got my pussy pounding in response. His thick erection sliding in and out of my plump lips, my pussy wanted the same treatment.
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