Born To Sin (Born #1)

by A. L. Simpson

  “I thought we’d have a swim after breakfast, once it’s had time to settle then we’ll go down to the beach.”

  I’ve never been to the beach before. Wade has told me there are steps from the end of his back garden that lead straight onto the sand. It’s a harbor beach, no waves. “I don’t have anything to swim in.”

  “Darling. I told you. No clothes are needed.”

  “No way. I’m not going out in public in the raw. People from the other houses would see us.”

  “Sweetheart, it’s a nude beach. Nobody wears anything. It’s also fenced off. Only those who are invited go down there. ”

  “Nope, still not doing it.”

  “You said I could do what I liked with your body and I want to take you down to the beach.”

  “Fuck. You’re gonna throw my promise at me all day and night ain’t ya?”

  “Yes, I am.”

  I have no way out of this. I must have been bat-shit crazy to make that fuckin’ promise. “Alright, but the minute you or anyone else touch me, I’m outta there.”

  I see Wade’s eyes narrow and a frown appears. I just know that commanding voice is about to appear. “There are no conditions on your promise. If I recall, you said I could do whatever I like. The beach is very private, only the residents of a dozen houses have access. You will hold my hand and you will allow me to kiss you. I won’t fondle your cock.”

  There it is, that voice. I’m fucked. If I go back on my promise I know Wade will be devastated. Shit, I could lose his respect. I’m fighting a losing battle here. What the fuck was I thinking? You were thinking it would all take place in Wade’s house, my brain, which has finally decided to step up to the plate, tells me.

  “You have no choice, Ham.”

  The fucker knows I’m not going to renege on my word. “If anyone stares, we’re coming back here.”

  “No, we’re not. People will stare. You’re gorgeous. I want you to realize how beautiful you are, inside and out. People will acknowledge a beautiful body and when they speak with you they will know it’s not only skin deep. Just like I know.”

  “I know I have a good body. I don’t need to be paraded to appreciate that. It’s inside, I’m no good.”

  Wade shoots to his feet, moves to my side of the table and spins my chair around so I’m facing him. He places a hand on either side of my face and forces me to look into his eyes. Fuck the man’s quick. And, strong.

  “Listen to me because I’m only going to say this once. You are a beautiful man inside and out. You have a killer body with a cock to die for, yes but, you also have a quick, intelligent mind. I know you have some good in you. I’ve seen what you have done for Jonesy.”

  “But….” I’m being glared at so I shut up.

  “I know your past hasn’t been the best but you have a chance to leave all that behind. Learn to recognize your strengths as I do. You have the capacity to love. I’ve seen the love in your eyes for me and the kid. Now you need to find a woman you can learn to love in the same way. When you do, you will find a much better life. Your soul is tortured. Let me help you to free it. Please. It’s taken me ten years to earn the trust to take you out of your hell. Trust me for a bit longer. I promise, I won’t hurt you. I won’t humiliate you.”

  He leans over and kisses me and I give up. I will do whatever he wants me to without argument or reservation. I have total trust and faith in a human for the first time in my life. “I nod as a tear runs down my cheek.” He wipes it away and his lips caress mine.”

  “Come.”

  He offers me his hand and I slip mine into it. He leads me to the back door, grabs two towels and a small bag before we head down the garden toward the beach.

  As we descend the steps I notice six other men and two women on the beach. They turn, shade their eyes and wave when Wade shouts out to them. By the time we step onto the sand, they are all there. I watch as they rake my body with their eyes. One woman notices our clasped hands and sighs with disappointment. I think she hoped I might play.

  I squeeze Wade’s hand as the men lick their lips. They’ve been appreciating my cock. Wade introduces us before they take off to the other end of the beach. We’re left alone.

  “Are they gay?”

  “Why do you think that?”

  “The way they were licking their lips when they looked at my cock.”

  “Not all people on nude beaches are gay or lesbian but in this case, yes. This is not a beach for those who are straight. By holding your hand I made it clear, you are not available.”

  “But Miriam looked like she wanted to get better acquainted.”

  Wade and I lay our towels out on the sand before we sit.

  “Miriam and Karen are bi. They enjoy sharing a man. I guess they hoped you would be available.”

  “Will they leave us alone now?”

  “Yes. Their curiosity about you has been satisfied. They won’t bother us again.”

  He rolls onto his belly. I get a view of his beautiful ass. My hand reaches out and I rub his plump, luscious cheeks. Wade moans. I feel confident and I push toward his rosy bud. He lifts his ass in the air to spread his cheeks and give me access.

  “Lube and condoms in the bag.”

  I glance around. The others are busy with their own sexual adventures. The beach is fenced at either end of the houses so there is no chance of anyone wandering in, namely cops, so I go for it. I reach in the bag for the lube and squeeze heaps onto my fingers. I snap the top closed and move between Wade’s legs. “Hold yourself open.”

  He reaches back and pulls his plump globes apart. His rosy ring is revealed. I push three fingers into him. He’s tight. I thought he’d be looser at his age. I mean he must have been ass fucked a lot of times over the years. I wonder what it feels like?

  Wades moaning draws my attention back to what I’m doing. I probe and stretch, scissor my fingers to open him wide. My forefinger hits his prostate and his ass pushes against my hand. I take advantage of it being in the air, reach under and cup his balls.

  “Fuck. I need you in me Ham.”

  I chuckle. It’s my turn to make him want so bad he aches. How does the saying go? What goes around, comes around. Yep, it’s gone around. While one hand fucks his ass, the other caresses and fondles his steel hard cock and balls. When I feel his balls draw up ready to come, I move away. He looks over his shoulder and I can see in his eyes, he’s about to beg.

  “Please, Ham. For the love of God, fuck me.”

  “Nope. I’m going for a swim and if you touch your cock to make yourself come, I promise you, I’ll put you over my knee and paddle your ass.” Where the fuck did that come from? Am I kinky or something? Great. First I’m gay, now I’m fuckin’ kinky.

  I bounce to my feet and run to the water. It’s cold and my dick shrivels in protest. After a few minutes, I lower myself in and swim laps parallel to the beach. Every now and then, I look over at the beach. Wade hasn’t moved. He’s not jacking himself off. I go back to swimming and don’t check on him again.

  Twenty minutes must have passed when I emerge from the water and head back up the beach. As I get closer, I notice his ass lifting and he’s squirming. The fucker is jacking off.

  I loom over him and drip water onto his back. “You fuckin’ asshole. You jacked off didn’t you.”

  He turns his head and looks up at me. “I couldn’t wait, Ham. I was aching so bad.”

  I grab my towel and storm up toward the house. I’m pissed. He made me wait last night. He knew it was killing me but he wouldn’t give in. I trusted him to wait for me and what does he do? He disobeys me. I should paddle his fuckin’ ass until he can’t sit down. Let him know I keep my promises no matter what they are.

  “Ham, wait up.”

  I take the steps two at a time and formulate a plan. I smile as I let myself into the house and go upstairs to the bedroom. I know what I’m after and where to find it. When I open the drawer he pulled the restraints from, I find all manner of toys and exact
ly what I need. I don’t know a lot about kink but I know how to use a few things. I smile wider. He’s gonna pay. A minute later he runs into the room, breathless.

  “Ham, please. I’m sorry. Please don’t leave.”

  I spin around. “I have no fuckin’ intention of leaving. I asked you not to jack off and you did.”

  “Yes. I’m sorry but the ache was killing me.”

  “You don’t think it killed me last night?”

  “I’m so sorry. You can punish me.”

  “I intend to and it won’t be nice. Get on the bed and lay face down. Spread your arms and legs.” To his credit, he doesn’t hesitate and does exactly as I ask. I tie him to the bed posts and pull a paddle from the drawer. I slap it against my hand a few times. It stings. “I’m gonna make your ass nice and red. You won’t be sitting down much for the next couple of days.”

  “Yes, Ham.”

  “I’m not finished. I’ve read that spankings can turn you on and you can even come without being touched.”

  “That’s true.”

  I move to where he can see me. “Turn your head.” I see his surprise as I hold the cock ring up to him.

  “No, please, no. I can’t stand those things. I should have thrown it out.”

  I try and look concerned. “Why is that?”

  “They cause an unbearable ache, Ham.”

  “Good.” I push him onto his side and slide the ring into place before pushing him onto his belly again. I lift the paddle and bring it down hard on his left cheek. It turns red instantly and Wade squeals. I do the same with the right cheek. He has a matching pair of red stoplights. Five more even harder paddles to each cheek and they glow. I can feel the heat they’re giving off. Wade is begging me to remove the ring. I slip the paddle back into the drawer and leave the room.

  “Ham, please. Please.” He’s shouting at me as I go downstairs.

  I go into the room with the pool and dive in. The water is refreshing, relaxing. Wade is shouting. I’m being called every name under the sun. I ignore him for a good fifteen minutes. I think he’s shouted himself hoarse.

  I’m still toweling off when I enter the bedroom. He glares at me. His eyes red and puffy. I know how he feels.

  “Had enough?”

  “Fuck off.”

  “I turn to leave.”

  “I’m sorry. Ham please. I swear I won’t disobey you again. I understand now how you felt last night.”

  He’s crying and I feel like a total bastard. I rush to untie him, massaging his ankles and wrists like he did for me. I flip him onto his back and slip off the ring. “What am I going to do?”

  “Whatever you want, Ham. Please, let me come.”

  The skin on his dick is so tight. He’s about as hard as he can get. I make a decision. Hopefully not a fuckin’ stupid one. “Stand up.”

  Wade crawls from the bed and stands in front of me. I cup his face and kiss him gently. He reaches down for my cock. I’m hard and want my own release. “Get on your knees and suck me off.”

  He drops to his knees and takes my cock into the soft warmness of his mouth. I hold his head still to control the speed as I fuck his mouth. I moan as my orgasm nears then I fuckin’ explode. Wade is sucking hungrily to swallow my cum. I let him milk every drop and he cleans me. Then, I get on the bed. I’m on all fours.

  “Ham?”

  I can hear the confusion in Wade’s voice. “This is gonna happen once and once only because I want to know what it feels like. I’m not gay but I am curious. Now fuck me.”

  Wade crawls onto the bed behind me and I hear lube being squeezed onto his fingers. I tense as they’re pressed through the muscle of my ass ring. He stretches and pushes on my prostate. My cock is hard again. It feels good.

  “I think you’re ready for me, Ham.”

  “Go for it.” I know he’ll take it slow pushing into me. He knows it’s my first time and I trust him. He won’t hurt me. His cock presses against my entrance.

  “Relax, sweetheart.”

  I try but there’s just something about a man’s cock being pushed into my ass that makes me tense up. He’s easing in slowly. God he’s big. It burns but he takes it slow.

  “I’m in.” He kisses my cheek before he starts to move.

  He pushes in and out gently at first, then he gets faster. He draws almost out and slams back in. Fuck it feels good. I grab my cock and my hand matches Wade’s rhythm.

  “I’m coming.” Wade is breathless with excitement. Three thrusts later, I feel the condom in my ass filling and my own cock explodes with joy.

  As soon as we’re done, I collapse onto the bed.

  Wade pulls out of me and heads for the bathroom to dispose of the condom. When he returns I roll over and face him as he lies beside me. “I never realized being ass fucked could feel so good.”

  Wade laughs. “Maybe you are gay.”

  “Nope. But I could be bi.”

  We kiss and Wade squeals when my hand runs across his sensitive ass. I grab his hand. “I hear a bath is soothing for a sore ass.”

  He crawls off the bed and follows me to the bathroom where I turn on the bath taps. I make sure the water temperature is right and step in. Wade climbs in and sits in front of me. He hisses as his ass hits the water. He lies back against my chest and I hold him in my arms as we soak.

  Chapter Six

  BLOSSOM

  I’ve had several conversations with my lawyers and accountants in the past thirty-six hours. They tell me I’d be an idiot not to buy Leon’s at the price he wants. They seem to think it’s worth at least another half a million more.

  I call Leon on his mobile. “Leon speaking.”

  “Mr. Fitzroy, Blossom Cartwright. Thank you for allowing my people access to your records.”

  “No trouble at all Miss Cartwright. I gather you have made a decision?”

  “Yes, I have. Please ask your Lawyer to call mine to give details for transfer of the money. It will be transferred today. I expect to commence work at the restaurant tomorrow so I can meet the staff and talk with them. Have you informed them of their raise in salary?”

  “No, I haven’t. I thought you would be prefer to deliver that news.”

  “Thank you. I was hoping to tell them myself.”

  “Would you like me to call all staff in tomorrow morning before we open for lunch? You can address them as a group and one on one in the office. Of course, it’s up to you.”

  “I don’t want to bring staff in on their days off but if those who are rostered on could come in earlier I would appreciate it.”

  “We open for lunch at eleven and close at three. We re-open for dinner at six. The staff are usually in by ten, the chef’s come in a couple of hours earlier to do their prep. How about nine in the morning?”

  “That will be perfect, thank you again, Mr. Fitzroy.”

  “Is there anything else?”

  “No, that’s it I think.” Blossom fought to keep the elation out of her voice. “Will you be in tomorrow?”

  “Yes. Most of the staff aren’t aware I’m selling and I would like to be the one to tell them.”

  “I understand. I’ll see you then.” Leon thanks me and I disconnect the call. I wonder if Hamish will be in tomorrow. I can’t wait to see his face when he knows I’ve bought the restaurant. And, him.

  A shiver scoots down my spine. There’s something I haven’t thought of. I can be forced to keep the staff on but I can’t force them to stay. What if Hamish quits? Fuck. If he walks, I’m in deep shit.

  I brush the ominous thoughts away and convince myself, he’ll stay. I don’t have time to worry about it at the moment. I’ve had another complaint about the chef at Cleo’s. I need to go down to the restaurant and sort it out. Again.

  ***

  I use my key to unlock the door to Cleo’s. After stepping inside, I turn and lock the door behind me. The restaurant is a fucking mess and it opens in two hours.

  Darren, my manager comes out of his office and greets me with
a smarmy smile on his face. He gives me a look of arrogant confidence, like everything is fine and it’s only a hiccup.

  “Blossom.”

  “Darren. Your office please.” I sound as pissed off as I am.

  “Sure. Roberto is waiting for us.”

  I lead the way. The Head Chef is sitting in a chair across from the desk. He gives a cocky smile as I round the desk and sit. Darren raises an eyebrow when I sit in his chair. I don’t give a fuck if it’s his chair. He sits next to Roberto.

  I put my elbows on the desk and lean forward. “Tell me what happened and I don’t want any bullshit.” I’m glaring at Roberto.

  “A woman…” I raise my hand to shut Darren up.

  “You weren’t there Darren. I’ll hear it directly from Roberto.”

  “I was called out front when a woman complained about my lasagna. She said the pasta was spongy and the meat was overcooked. I told her there was nothing wrong with it but she got all uppity and said I couldn’t cook my way out of a paper bag. I stormed off. She was yelling at me.”

  “Hmm, you have left one crucial piece of information out of what you have told me.” He glances at Darren. “No use looking at him. I told you, no bullshit. Did you upend the plate of lasagna on the woman’s head?”

  “Yes, but she was a bitch and she was screaming at me. Threatened to report me to the health department.”

  “I’m told by other diners, the woman only yelled at you after you dumped her meal on her head and said something in Italian.”

  “She said she wasn’t going to pay for such garbage and I called her a bitch in Italian. She deserved it the way she spoke to me.”

  “Pack up your belongings and get out. I’ll make sure you receive two weeks’ severance pay.” Both men jump to their feet.

  “You can’t do that,” Darren shouts at me. I stay seated. “You can’t fire him because he retaliated against that haughty bitch. He didn’t hurt her.”

  I stay calm. “You can join him. I’ve had more than enough of you and your mouth. I own this restaurant, not you. I make the decisions not you. Collect your belongings and get out. Don’t set foot through this door again.”

  “You’ll be sorry for this, bitch. I’ll make sure no chef applies for the job.” Darren grabs Roberto by the arm and drags him from the office.