by Cee Bowerman
“Fuck,” Mace growled. He lifted his hand and put it on the back of my neck and pulled me closer to him so that our mouths were touching again. This time, the kiss was hot. Our tongues melded together and I couldn’t stop myself from grinding my heat onto his erection as my body threatened to catch fire. Mace pulled back and whispered, “I listen to the water lapping around you while you’re in the tub every night and wish to God I was there to see it.”
“I’m in your lap,” I whispered.
“Yeah,” Mace chuckled. “You sure are.”
“On a boat.”
“Right again.” He kissed me softly along my collarbone and my whole body shivered. My hands were in his hair now and I pulled his head back so I could look into his face.
“It’s been a long time for me, Mace.” I started to explain, but Mace stopped me.
“Right here and now is all that matters, Reba. You set the pace with no pressure from me.”
“Are you sure?”
“I’m sure. I don’t know what the fuck it is with you, but I’m in it for the long haul. We’ve got nothing but time.”
“I want you to make love to me right here in this boat, out in the middle of the water. Today,” I said honestly. “And, just so you know, I’ve never had sex on the first date, but I’m going to today. With you.”
“No arguments from me.”
I reached down and pulled his shirt up. Once it was off, I tossed it over onto the other seat. My lips met his again as I ran my hands over his shoulders and up and down the back of his neck. His hands were still on my hips and he slowly moved my body over his.
I was so turned on that I could come this way with no problem. The moans coming from Mace told me that he could too.
Mace pulled my shirt off and it took my hair clip with it. My hair was all over us now and he carefully pulled it over my shoulders and held it between my shoulder blades. I could feel his other hand moving up my side and soon, it was covering my breast with his thumb and finger pinching the nipple gently before he tugged it out just a little bit.
He used his grip on my hair to pull my head back and I gasped when his teeth found the side of my neck. He kissed and nipped at me with his teeth all the way down my neck and over my bare collarbone before his mouth went lower. He let go of my hair and I felt him working at the clasp of my bra. In just seconds, it was magically undone and falling forward between us.
Mace’s hands cupped my breasts and then he pulled my left nipple into his mouth while the other hand tugged on my right one. I couldn’t stop myself from grinding down on his erection, all the sensations from his mouth and hands bringing me even closer to the edge as I hit just the right spot with the seam of my jeans.
“Need you out of those pants,” Mace growled as he pushed my body away from his. I put my feet down on the floor and pushed myself up to stand in front of him. Before I could even get my hands there, he had my jeans unbuttoned and the zipper down. He ran his hands around my hips and pushed my jeans down right along with my underwear.
“Sit,” Mace pushed me gently and I turned around to make sure the seat was close enough before I put my bare ass down on it. Mace pulled my pants off and tossed them over to the shoes I’d taken off earlier. Before I could get my bearings, he was kneeling in front of me and his mouth was on me, his tongue pushing at my clit perfectly from the first movement.
“Oh shit.” I leaned my head back and shifted my hips so they were closer to the edge of the seat. “Oh, that feels good.”
Mace used his hands to direct my legs so that they were up over his shoulders and then he moved them to push my thighs further apart so he had better access.
“Oh, Mace.” When he pushed one finger inside me, his tongue flattened out over my clit and moved just right causing me to shiver again. “Just like that. Oh God.”
He held my clit between his lips and hummed just as he put a second finger inside me and that was all it took to push me over the edge. I let out a shout as my orgasm washed over me, my hands fisted in his hair to hold him in just the right spot. He never stopped moving, his tongue and fingers working me until my orgasm was finished. I felt Mace’s body move back just a fraction and his fingers left my body, even though my legs were still draped over his shoulders.
“Oh shit,” I whispered, my breath sawing in and out. “Oh God, that was good.”
“More,” Mace growled and I felt the head of his cock at my entrance. “Yes?”
“Oh, yeah,” I whispered as I lifted my head up to look at him. “Fuck me.”
Mace pushed his cock deep inside me in one thrust then held himself still while I adjusted to him. He pulled on my hips and drew my ass over the edge of the seat, my legs still up over his shoulders. He wrapped one arm around my legs to hold me steady and put his other hand over the top of my pussy and pushed down just a little bit until his thumb was right over my clit.
“Oh God,” I moaned when he started to move. Every time he surged into me, his own body pushed his thumb into my clit. He kept a steady pace, working at my clit with just the right amount of pressure as he filled me over and over again.
“You feel like heaven,” Mace grunted with another thrust. “Come for me baby. Please.”
“Just like that, Mace,” I whispered as I reached up and played with my nipples, squeezing them and pulling with the perfect amount of pressure.
Mace grunted with each thrust and I focused on what he was doing to my body along with the sounds he was making as I relaxed and let my orgasm build. Suddenly, it crashed into me and I heard myself scream as my hands clutched at my breasts. Mace pulled out of me suddenly and let out a roar as I felt him spill himself all over my belly. I looked down to see him stroking himself roughly as his climax finished.
“Oh shit,” Mace whispered, his breath heaving. “Fuck, baby, I think you broke me.”
I was completely relaxed now in post-orgasmic bliss and I stretched my arms out over my head with a soft moan. I hadn’t ever had sex like that, an orgasm like that, in my entire life. I was going to ride this wave out and lay here and bask in the sun until every last shred of it was gone.
“Well, I would normally need some words to make sure you’re okay, but I think that covered it,” Mace chuckled as he gently took my legs off his shoulders and set my feet on the floor of the boat. “I’ll get you cleaned up.”
In just a few seconds, I felt him cleaning off my stomach and when I opened my eyes I realized he had a package of baby wipes in his other hand as he slowly used one to clean his seed from me.
“A truly prepared boy scout,” I chuckled.
“Honestly, I never would have imagined using these for this today,” Mace laughed. “I always bring a package with me when I fish or camp just in case I need to wash off. In this case, they’re coming in handy.”
I still didn’t have the energy to move. I was perfectly content to be naked and sprawled out in front of him.
Mace didn’t seem to mind at all as he kissed his way from my knee up to my hip and then kissed both nipples on his way to my mouth.
“Is it nap time?” I mumbled when he pulled back from our kiss.
“Seems like it,” Mace smiled down into my face. “Let me do something real quick and I’ll join you. Stay naked.”
“Okay,” I agreed, knowing that I couldn’t move right now if my life depended on it.
I closed my eyes and felt the boat sway as Mace moved around. When it got darker behind my eyelids, I opened my eyes to see that Mace had unrolled a large tarp over the cabin area of the boat. He was fiddling with the seat he had been sitting in earlier and I watched it unfold into a bench. He turned back to me and picked me up like a baby before he laid me gently down on the bed he’d just made.
I watched him take his jeans off and kick them to the side before he laid down next to me. The little bed was surely only meant for one person, but Mace was determined to make it work turning me so that we were spooning together with my back to his front.
“Than
k you,” Mace whispered into my ear just before I fell asleep. “That made a perfect day even better.”
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Today had definitely been a day of firsts, I thought to myself. I’d gone out on a date, which I hadn’t done in years. I’d had sex with a man other than Travis, only the second man I’d ever seen naked in my life. I’d had sex on a first date. In a boat on the open water.
And now I was sitting in that same boat fishing. Still naked and still blissed out from the two orgasms Mace had so generously provided me with a few hours ago.
He was still sleeping, snoring lightly a few feet away. I had slept a little, but it was too hot for me to get comfortable. I’d moved away from Mace carefully so I didn’t interrupt his nap. He’d stayed there sleeping while I baited my hook and started to fish. So far, I’d pulled in five good sized fish and had them stored on a line I’d made and attached to one of the rope hooks on the side of the boat.
I felt a little tug on my line and looked out over the water to see that I had another one nibbling at my hook. I moved the pole just a fraction to get the fish more interested in the bait and then when I felt him go for it, I yanked back to hook him and settled in for a tug of war.
“I do believe you are the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen,” Mace said softly from behind me. “Can I take a picture?”
“What?” I turned around and looked at him like he was crazy.
“Nothing naughty. I can’t see any of the good parts, but I want a picture. You are every boy scout’s dream right now.”
“Sure,” I shrugged. Shit, I’d done a lot of crazy stuff already today. What was a picture going to do?
I focused on the fish at the end of my line again, reeling him in and then letting it play out just a bit before I started again. This one was big. I couldn’t wait to see what I’d caught. I heard Mace moving around behind me, but I was concentrating now, ready to fight it out with the fish on my hook.
“I’ve got dinner,” I grunted as I worked the reel. “I think this one is enough to put me over my limit for the day.”
“You need help?” Mace asked me.
“Maybe, but not yet,” I told him as I got into a better position on my seat. “He’s trying me though.”
“Damn, you’re fucking sexy.”
“You’re one weird dude, Mace Conner.”
Finally, I had the fish closer and I could see it flipping around at the end of my hook. I reached for the net just as the fish jumped out of the water and slapped back down.
“Shit! A little help now!” I shouted, doubling my efforts to keep the fish on the line. “Get the net!”
I felt the boat tip as Mace grabbed the net and leaned out over the side to scoop the fish up. I didn’t have time to enjoy the view right then, but I realized he was still just as naked as me.
“Holy shit, Reba!” Mace shouted. “This is at least a ten-pounder!”
Mace pulled the net up out of the water as he struggled with the huge fish I’d caught.
“Wow!” I exclaimed. “We’re eating good tonight, buddy.”
I followed Mace’s directions and found the bin he and his brothers used to store the fish. It was a compartment at the back of the boat. I was happy to see my big catch inside.
“Hell, that’s more than enough for the two of us and you caught it on your first cast!”
“Oh, no.” I shook my head. I reached over the side and pulled up the line I’d made. I showed him the other five I’d already caught and laughed at the shocked look on his face. “There’s already way too much for the two of us.”
“Mind if I call my brothers and see if they want to come up and have a cookout?” Mace asked me as he took the line of fish and added it to the storage at the back of the boat.
“That sounds fun,” I told him honestly. “Can we stay the night here and come back out for some early morning fishing?”
“You are my walking wet dream, Reba,” Mace said seriously. “If I had access to that machine the guys on Weird Science invented, I would have created you.”
“You’re a dork.” I laughed at him, but my insides glowed at the knowledge that he felt that way.
I had worried while he slept that things would be uncomfortable between us when he woke up, but I channeled my newly discovered inner nudist and left my clothes off and waited for him to wake up. I was secretly hoping for round two, but the damn fish got in the way.
I put my pole aside and leaned over to rinse my hands off in the water. I felt the boat tip back and forth as Mace moved around behind me. As I was pulling my hands out of the water, I felt his hands on my hips. I turned around and looked at Mace over my shoulder and saw that he was up and ready for round two.
I mentally high fived my inner nudist and let the games begin.
8.
“Vada has got a mouth on her that’s going to either get her put in prison or political office.”
Reba
MACE
Once I was finished with my shower, I called Royal and invited him up to join us at the lake for dinner and asked him to round up any of the rest of the family that wanted to come. I told him about Reba’s catch and wasn’t even embarrassed about the pride in my voice.
After catching a little shit from him about finally finding a woman who could fish, Royal assured me that he and Ronan would both start this way after he spoke to the other guys.
I walked out of the bedroom wearing only a pair of basketball shorts hoping to find Reba so we could have some more alone time before my brothers showed up. I’d laid out some of my sister’s clothes for her while she was in the shower and by the time I came out of the guest bathroom, the clothes were gone and she was downstairs. I glanced around the first floor of the house, but she wasn’t in the kitchen, so I walked out onto the porch to find her.
I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw what she was up to and then pulled my phone out to take a picture of her before she noticed that I was there. I forwarded the picture to my brothers in our family group text and then put the phone back in my pocket.
“Hey, babe.” Reba smiled over her shoulder at me when she realized I was standing there watching her. “I thought I’d go ahead and get started. Do you know if your brothers are coming out yet?”
“Royal and Ronan will be here within an hour and I’m not sure who else is going to show. Finn and Angus won’t make it, I’m sure, but the other guys might.”
“Okay,” Reba nodded and got back to work cleaning the fish. It was a messy endeavor and I was pleased that she seemed to know exactly what she was doing as she made quick work of cutting the fish and separating the filets. “I found some baggies in the cabinet and I’m going to put the guts and skins in them for us to use when we fish tomorrow.”
“Sure.” I smiled as I watched her flawlessly prepare the filets. “You’re damn good at this.”
“Thank you. I’ve had lots of practice.”
“Did you fish a lot as a kid?”
“Oh, yeah,” Reba nodded. “My Uncle Tink loves to fish. We’d have big parties at the lake with him and his friends. All the kids would run around and be wild animals most of the time, but some of us also liked to go out with the men and fish too. Rule was if you caught it, you had to clean it, so I learned early.”
“I’m impressed,” I told her honestly. “My mom cleaned fish and so did my sister Greer. Finn, Bellamy, and my dad couldn’t stomach it. The rest of the guys didn’t like it and weren’t very good at it, so it fell to the three of us.”
“Aunt Sandy had too many irons in the fire to clean a bunch of fish,” Reba laughed. “I think it was her rule that if you caught it, you cleaned it.”
“Your aunt was a busy woman?”
“Oh, yeah. She had kids of her own, took me in when my mom was on a bender, locked up, or I just needed a break, adopted my three cousins when they had trouble at home, and raised at least half the kids in town at one time or another. Cleaning fish was not on her priority list. Keeping us all alive and kicking to
ok up the majority of her time.”
I laughed for a second thinking that Reba’s aunt sounded an awful lot like my mom.
“And now that she’s nearly retired, my Uncle Tink has dropped down to working just a few days a week and they are surrounded by grandkids. It’s rare to see her without at least one kid in her arms and another trailing behind her.”
“She sounds awesome,” I laughed.
“I was lucky to have her,” Reba smiled softly. “She taught me how to be a mom. I can’t imagine what my life would be like without her.”
“I’d like to meet her someday.”
“Yeah,” Reba nodded. “I’ll introduce you to her. I think you can take it.”
“I can take it? What does that mean?”
“She’s a force of nature. She’s bossy and stern and has a heart of gold. I’ve never met anyone that can out smartass her or keep up with her when she's drinking. Uncle Tink is a saint for putting up with her half the time, but they just love each other so much. It’s a beautiful thing to see. The sun and moon sets in her eyes as far as Uncle Tink is concerned and she feels just the same about him.”
“My parents were like that. They loved each other in a way that not a lot of people find. They danced around the kitchen, laughed loud when they were happy, and yelled even louder when they weren’t.”
“I bet you miss them,” Reba whispered. “I’m sorry, honey.”
“I do miss them both, but it’s getting easier to talk about them.”
Reba was finished prepping the fish and I waited until she had put everything in the bags she’d brought out before I walked to the end of the table and took the cover off the faucet we used to clean the area when we were done. I turned it on and gave Reba a minute to rinse her hands before I started spraying down the table. Once I had it washed off, I got into the cabinet under the table and pulled out the cleaning supplies. I made short work of cleaning the area and then rinsed it again before I put everything away.
I helped Reba carry the bags of fish into the house and then put the filets in a large bowl of cold water to soak in the refrigerator for a while.
