Sausalito Nights (Montgomery Beauty Book 1)

by Stephanie Salvatore

  I placed my seat belt on after he easily took charge of assembling our new communication toys and smiled. “Sounds perfect.”

  ***

  Upon arrival back at the yacht club, Chris leaned over to steal a quick kiss. “I’ll talk to you soon, beautiful.”

  I smiled. “Okay. See you.” I blew him a kiss once he was out of the car and he looked back at me as he was walking away.

  Turning the volume up on the radio, I waited for the first test to come through. Butterflies fluttered in my stomach and around my heart. Perhaps I was crazy, jumping in with two feet when I was told not too; but the radiant charm that shined around Christopher’s aura was brighter than ever, and I yearned for the next time I would see him.

  A scratching noise came through the radio. “This is Montgomery, calling over to Princess Lorelai.”

  I laughed and pressed the button to talk. “Loud and clear, lad. What’s your location?”

  “I’m about half way down the boardwalk going toward my house.”

  I was pleasantly surprised at how handy these walkie-talkies were working to our advantage. “Okay. Let me know when you’re at the house.”

  “Roger that.”

  I smiled and shook my head. Stepping out of the car, I made my merry way back into the yacht club; and instead of going home, I decided I would go hide on Cakes and Pies for the remainder of the day.

  Stopping at the mailbox, I unlocked the small metal door and pulled out a small pile of envelopes, and shuffled through them. A handwritten letter from handwriting I didn’t recognize sat at the top. Quickly locking up the mailbox, I made a bee line down the docks toward Cakes and Pies.

  Once inside the cabin, I kicked my shoes off and made myself comfortable on the couch; opening up the mystery letter, I smiled as I began to read it. Holding the letter over my chest upon finishing, a scratching scribble bleeped through the walkie. “Lor? Can you hear me?”

  I leapt off the couch to grasp the walkie and came back to the couch and sat. “I can hear you loud and clear, Mr. Montgomery, which means… we have success!”

  He came back and chuckled a moment later. “That we do. What are you up to?”

  “Funny you should ask. I was on my way home, and decided to check my mail. Lo and behold, there was this sweet little love whisper inside.”

  “A love whisper, huh?” I could hear the smile in his tone of voice.

  “Yes. That’s what it came off as.”

  “Who was it from?” he asked nonchalantly.

  I giggled. “Some creep named Christopher.”

  He chuckled. “A creep? What did this creep have to say?”

  I smiled. “Oh, just that he can’t get me off his mind, and my beauty is striking.”

  “He’s not lying.”

  “Hmm… You think I should write him back?”

  “Did he leave a return address?”

  I looked at the letter, noticing the mailbox number was coincidentally written in the corner. “He did.” I paused. “Maybe I should leave him hanging for a few days.”

  “I’ll remember that when I’m peeling your clothes off later…” His tone came out low and husky. I squeezed my legs together, as I stood up off the couch to go look through the rental book to see what was vacant.

  “On that note, are you open to meet up tonight?” I ignored his tease on purpose.

  He chuckled. “Maybe? What’d you have in mind, gorgeous?”

  “Dock C - number 217. Does ten p.m. work for you?”

  “Sure. I’ll manage to find it. See you at ten.”

  I smiled. “See you then.” Setting the walkie down, I read his letter once more; and I couldn’t help but giggle. He drove me nuts!

  ***

  Christopher

  Later that night. I tiptoed through my house, gathering candles, a small assortment of fruit, and chocolate bars to melt down. I stopped at the florist to grab a bouquet of daisies and arrived to the vacant boathouse around 9:30 p.m. I placed the code into the lockbox and gained entry to the house. Looking around, I didn’t see anyone. I turned the lights up and went to work on melting the chocolate, arranging the fruit on a plate, lit the candles, and found a vase in the kitchen to place the daisies in.

  Setting my surprise items up across the coffee table between the candles, I opened the sliding door to the living room and stood back to look at it. When I was satisfied, I searched through the wine bottle selection in the kitchen. Once I found a wine we could share, I set two glasses out on each side and heard the front door open and close, quietly. “Christopher?”

  “In the kitchen, babe.” I replied finding a radio to turn on soft music.

  She walked through the doorway as I popped the cork off the bottle. “Go have a seat and make yourself comfortable. I’ll bring your glass over in a moment.”

  She pursed her lips and eyed me for a moment. “What are you up too, Montgomery?”

  I smiled and came up behind her. “Go look.”

  She proceeded through the open concept kitchen to the living room and took in the surprise. Stopping behind her, I wrapped my arms around her. Leaning in, I placed a gentle kiss to her jawline. “What do you think?”

  She turned halfway toward me, placed her hand against my cheek and planted a passionate kiss against my lips. Wrapping her in my arms, I pulled her close as I returned the kiss, moving my hand up through her hair gently.

  She broke the kiss a moment later and smiled. “This is the most romantic thing anyone’s ever done for me, Christopher. Thank you.”

  I smiled back at her before I pulled her close, rubbing my hands up and down her back, placing my chin against her shoulder. “I want to be your getaway, Lorelai. I’ll take care of you.”

  She stayed quiet for a moment, before she returned my embrace and laid her head against my chest. I laid my head on top of hers and closed my eyes embracing this moment. It was sweet, romantic, and meaningful and I wanted it to be that way. I wanted her to show her she could rely on me to come through for her every time. This was only the beginning.

  “Really? Because, I think I would really enjoy that.” She spoke barely above a whisper.

  “Let’s give it a whirl, Princess,” I whispered back and she tightened her embrace and giggled.

  I held her for a moment longer, enjoying her body pressed against mine. Her breathing is calm and, from her relaxed state of mind, I imagine her eyes are closed. She’s completely comfortable with me and I can’t help but feel our connection deepening in this very moment.

  Pulling away only slightly, I kept one arm wrapped around her waist and guided her to the couch. We each grab our glass of wine and sit back. I wrap my free arm around her and pull her close. “How was the rest of your day?”

  She looked up into my eyes. “It was good. I took Cakes and Pies out for a ride, and cleaned the cabin. It’s sparkling clean now.”

  I chuckled. “That yacht is like your child, it seems.”

  She looks up at me slightly amused, as if I understood. “Oh, she is. There’s something about having ownership of a vessel. Cruising out on the bay, feeling the breeze running through her sails and my hair. It’s definitely a strong bond.”

  I chuckled. “Well maybe sometime down the line, you can give me lessons. I wouldn’t mind learning.”

  “I’d love to teach you.”

  We sit and sip down the rest of our wine, and chat about adventures we could take on Cakes and Pies. I learned that Lorelai is very educated on the rules of access to Yacht Clubs, and that being a Castillo allows her access to almost any club on the West Coast. All it takes is one little phone call, and she would be granted access to a docking space. She’s only gone as far as North Marin County and down into San Francisco, being a minor gave her limited roaming space. Talks of going to Washington, Oregon, and even down to Southern California were talked about for possibilities.

  After finishing our second glass of wine, we were both a tad tipsy. I set our glasses down, and grabbed the fruit tray. “Come w
ith me! I have a surprise.”

  She giggled and stood up. I brought her back to the bedroom, setting the tray on top of the dresser, and pulled her in for a passionate kiss as I walked her back to the bed. I removed her shirt and bra, laid her back at the top of the bed, crawling over her before I broke the kiss. “Stay put. I’ll be right back.”

  She giggled, and whined. “Christopher! Hurry! I need you!”

  I chuckled darkly, getting off the bed. I pulled the white v-neck over my head and tossed it to the floor while I went to retrieve the candles, and placed one on each of the nightstands by the bed.

  “Mmm…so romantic, babe.” She turned her head, following me as I walked around the bed.

  I winked at her. “I try.” Crawling back up on the bed, I pulled her back into my arms and attacked her lips with another passionate kiss. She returned the kiss, never shying away from the passion. We could’ve lit a fire on a thousand candles with the heat we produced. Clothes disappeared one piece at a time; and before I knew it, we were both naked.

  Taking me by surprise, she rolled me over on my back and broke the kiss. Her lips planted succulent kisses down my jawline to my neck and over my chest and abdomen. Moving down to my hips, I watched her enjoying every touch of her lips against my skin. Reaching down, I pushed my fingers through her hair. I knew what she was going for and, while I would’ve enjoyed every second, I had other plans.

  “Mmm… Get your beautiful body back up here.”

  She giggled and moved back up. I let her take her time before I flipped her back on the bed and straddled her. “Arms above your head, Castillo.”

  She smirked and didn’t question my demand. Standing up, I grabbed the tray of fruit and chocolate and came back. Picking up a strawberry, I dipped it in the chocolate. “Open up.”

  She smiled and I moved the fruit to her lips, watching as she bit into it seductively. Fuck! She was so damn gorgeous, I couldn’t take it.

  “Mmm…delicious,” she said, after finishing.

  I smiled at her and noted the dabble of chocolate that fell against her breast. “Mmm. Looks like I dribbled some chocolate on you.”

  She bit her lower lip watching as I picked up the bowl of warm chocolate sauce with another strawberry. That dribble of chocolate gave me an idea. I snickered, dipping the fruit once more. This time, I let the chocolate drip over her chest on purpose. Taking a bite, I admired her from the straddled position I had on her hips.

  I silently noted her wandering eyes from below, giggling and groaning at me in pleasure. I loved how playful and sassy she could get, and the fact that she was allowing me to turn her into a dessert tray right now made my head spin with ideas of what else she would allow me to do.

  “You’ve made a mess, Christopher,” she pouted.

  I chuckled and looked at the lines and droplets of chocolate splattered across her breasts and stomach. “No worries. Let me clean that up for you.” Leaning down, I start at her breast, sucking the sweet chocolate off of her breasts. Opening my eyes, I watched as her head fell back, moans leaving her lips. I close mine once more and moved my lips to the dabble that landed against her nipple, sucking her nipple gently. A loud cry of pleasure left her lips, letting me know she’s enjoying herself.

  When I finish cleaning her up, I plant kisses up her to her clavicle, neck, and jawline to her ear. “Hmm… Did you enjoy that, Miss Castillo?”

  She inhaled a deep breath. “Oh god, yes baby. I love it when you tease me.”

  I chuckled quietly, nipping at her earlobe, rubbing my hands over the sides of her waist to her breast. Massaging them gently, before pinching at her nipples gently. Her moans fill the room as I continue. Breaking away, I grab the chocolate sauce and trail it from the top of her breasts to her hips. I think, ’she’s going to need a shower after this…’, which makes me snicker quietly. For now, she is distracted in deep breaths and I continue licking and sucking the chocolate sauce off of her body that she barely notices.

  Reaching her hips, I trail a line of succulent kisses down and stop as I reach the top of her clit. Prodding my tongue against her in a teasing way, she moans my name and I pull away and move my lips to her inner thigh, kissing and nipping at the sensitive skin.

  Her breathing picks up at a heavy pace, I can tell I’m driving her insane. Kissing down her inner thigh, I decide it’s only fair to even it out on the other side. Spreading her legs, I reach up on the tray of goodies and grab a maraschino cherry and place it to her lips. “Bite this off the stem… but don’t eat it,” I instruct.

  She looks down at me, inhaling a deep breath covering the cherry stem with her teeth and pulls the cherry off. Quickly moving to hover over her, I grasp the fruit from her lips and look at her with a devious hint in my eyes. She’s eating this up with amusement. I guess I should’ve mentioned I had a sweet tooth.

  My bad.

  Moving back between her legs, I drop the cherry against her clit. “If it drops, I’ll start the entire process over.”

  She inhales a deep breath and exhales in a moan, my name left her lips in a plea which made me smile and snicker.

  “You don’t play fair…,” she whined.

  I glared up at her playfully. “Maybe I should make you lay there so I can admire you instead.”

  “Please don’t do that Mr. Montgomery. I’ll stay still. I promise.”

  The stern glare kept shape as I lowered myself, pushing her legs up, I slid my tongue between her lips gaining that sweet taste of her in my mouth. Her panting moans filled the room; and when I knew she was at the edge of releasing, I swept my tongue over the sensitive button and bit into the cherry making sure to drip the juice, placing my lips over the mound and sucking softly before pushing a finger inside and then a second. Feeling her wet folds wrapping around my fingers, I moved in and out of her picking up the pace the longer this went on.

  Looking up, I locked my eyes on hers as she moaned wrapping her legs around my lower back and moved her hips to meet each push I made into her.

  Quickening the pace, I didn’t stop until she released a hot intense orgasm. I groaned against her as her continuous moans became music to my ears. Without missing a beat, I move up her body, planting sweet suckle kisses against her skin, pulling her legs up with my legs, dipping my hardened penis into her hot wet core and watching as her head fell back as she gasped out in a moan. Our hips danced together, as I picked up the pace. The pleasure coursed through my body as she pushed her fingers through my hair and pulled me in for a passionate kiss.

  I smiled against her lips, grasping a tight yet gentle hold on her hips and sat up to get a different angle, a thought coming to mind. I needed to give her her most intense orgasm.

  “Close your eyes,” I huffed out, groaning as I grew closer.

  She did as she was told without a question. Damn. She is so obedient and I am loving it. Running a finger against her clit in quick motions to bring her closer to her climax. biting my lip at the sight before me.

  “Mm, come for me princess.”

  She gasped out and her wave of moans aligned with the orgasms releasing against my cock. In the midst of a groaning moan, I reached to retrieve a candle and blew it out. A smirk rose over my lips before I tilted the jar, dripping the hot wax over her breasts and stomach which makes her scream. Exploding inside of her, I slowed the pace to ride out the rest of our orgasms. Setting the candle aside, I laid against her and press gentle kisses to her shoulder as we both attempt to catch our bated breath.

  Laying my head in the crook of her neck, I smiled and thought, ‘how did I get so damn lucky?’

  Emotional Distractions

  Christopher

  The following week, each morning and night was spent and revolved around carefully planning times and days to meet with Lorelai. My parents trusted me; but I didn’t want to break their trust or cause them to ask questions, so I told them little white lies in order to get away and see Lorelai. We had been here less than two weeks and I already felt change taking over
my life, but only for the better.

  After the weekend was over, I received a letter from her.

  It read:

  Dear Creep,

  I promised to keep you waiting on your toes, but I thought I’d be sincere and write back. From the moment you opened your front door almost a week ago and I set eyes on your brilliant grey-blue eyes, and listened to your parents bickering in the background, I couldn’t help but feel like I’d fit into your life like a missing puzzle piece. Lo and behold, coming to welcome you to the community turned out to be the best request my mother could’ve given me. This past weekend was amazing. Let’s meet in the parking lot tomorrow. There’s another place I’d like to show you; and as usual, it’s a surprise.

  XX,

  Lorelai

  PS. I really like you and how caring you are, despite your recent grumpy moods in the morning. I will break it… and that’s a threat, not a promise.

  I chuckled, and went to go look for something to keep it in. Opening the closet door, I pulled out a wooden box. My father gifted it to me on my thirteenth birthday. Inside were letters he and my mother sent to each other in the beginning stages of their relationship. Sending handwritten letters was how they fell in love. Of course, they weren’t forbidden to see the other. My mother’s family lived across the street from Dad, Nana, and Papa. Her father received some big promotion as a pilot to go live overseas and work as an international pilot, and Mom refused to leave my Dad. Nana and Papa set her up a private room, and the rest was history. My grandparents on her side send us postcards from around the world and call on birthdays and holidays, but that’s the extent of how close I am with them.

  Picking up the letters, I lifted the top tray from the box, setting the letters inside. I placed Lorelai’s first letter into the top of the box, shut it and placed it back in the closet. I sat at my desk and grabbed the communication radio and pressed the button.

  “Lor?” I asked simply, waiting to see if she was around.