Going Hard: Divemasters, Book 3

by Jayne Rylon

  “Will you show me how to please you?” she asked.

  “Pretty much the same way as you do it with any other guy. Mouth on cock. Can’t go wrong with that recipe.” Tosin chuckled as he released her. He planted one hand behind him on the rock she’d so recently occupied then leapt so that he ended up seated there at the perfect height for her attentions. Water sluiced off of him in rivulets that drew her eyes steadily downward. To his—wow.

  She floated closer until she could wrap one arm around his waist. Her other hand reached for his thick shaft, hovering a fraction of an inch away. Her fingers shook with her desire to do this well.

  “Show me?” she repeated, hoping he wouldn’t sense how artless she truly was.

  No such luck. “Kahori…”

  She refused to meet his probing stare, instead studying his erection close up.

  “Look at me.” He cupped her chin and pressed upward with gentle yet steady pressure until she did as he asked. “You’re not a virgin, are you?”

  “Not exactly,” she hedged.

  “It’s really a yes or no sort of thing, isn’t it?” His eyes were wider now, his pupils darker and growing. Did her lack of experience make him angry? Or was he getting even more turned on by the prospect of her near innocence? “Tell me what you mean before we go any further.”

  When she didn’t answer right away, he softened the harsh rasp of his voice. His placid veneer in no way diminished his authority. It reassured her that he had everything under control. That he wouldn’t rush her or take for the sake of taking.

  Unlike before…

  “I don’t want to hurt you, Kahori. Or frighten you. Tell me what I need to know to take care of you properly. That’s all I care about.” He brushed the pad of his thumb across her lower lip.

  Without thinking, she opened her mouth and took it inside for a moment. The entire time she toyed with it she imagined what it would feel like to do something similar with his cock, which was much, much bigger than the digit she rolled her tongue across.

  “Don’t distract me,” he grumbled as he withdrew. “Talk to me.”

  She gave him the general idea. “There’s no one on the island I’m interested in building a life with. No one I could have something casual with either. That’s not how things work here. An affair would become political. Families would be involved. Before I’d even figured out if I could stand to share a house with a man, we’d be married. Just…no. There’s no opportunity for fun without strings. So when I went on one of my trips, I did some research and found a club.”

  “What kind of club, sweetheart?” Tosin seemed still and calm, but she could sense a storm brewing within him.

  “A sex club. It didn’t mean anything, and it wasn’t what I’d had in mind. I—” She shook her head. “I did it, but it didn’t count for much besides going through the motions. I don’t want to talk about it now. Don’t want to ruin tonight with the ghosts of my poor decisions. So, please. I need some help making sure I’m doing this right, okay?”

  His nostrils flared and his cheeks flushed in response to her entreaty. She’d definitely struck some kind of chord with him. She only wished she knew what it was. “I’ll give you anything you need tonight, I swear. Come here.”

  He reached down and grabbed her beneath her arms, hoisting her up until he could crush his mouth over hers. The kiss he gave her then was ten times as potent as the ones before. His desperation transmitted something deeper, more genuine. It matched hers.

  Ultimately he lowered her with a sigh, then reclined on one straight-locked arm that he braced behind him on the rock. “Start by running your fingers along my dick and balls. Lightly. Explore. See how they feel in your hands. Then against your tongue.”

  When his words alone threatened to shake her apart again, she stared up at him.

  “Go ahead.” He took her hand in his then placed it around his shaft and stroked himself some using her fingers for his gratification. Encouragement, yes. Force, no.

  He let go, allowing her to proceed at her own pace, so very different from the last time she’d been this bold.

  Kahori wondered at the blend of steel and softness against her hand. Even more so, she admired his restraint. Not once did he rush her as she took her time learning every inch of him and how her caresses affected him.

  Each time he groaned, or cursed, or hissed, her smile widened. By the time a pearly drop of precome beaded on the very tip of his hard-on, she felt rather pleased with herself.

  Tosin clearly agreed. He sank his fingers into her hair and nudged her nearer. “If you want to, you can taste me.”

  If she could have purred, she might have when she considered the possibility of returning the pleasure he’d gifted to her with his talented mouth. She parted her lips then surged upward until his cock was level with her face.

  Kahori reached her tongue out, tentatively at first, and flicked it against him. She swiped the fluid from him and tested it out. Not bad. Even better was the hitch in his breathing, which grew heavier by the second. She could do that to him.

  It revealed a power she hadn’t known she possessed.

  The feeling reminded her of the rush she experienced when dancing, except multiplied a thousand times. She was the focus of his rapt attention. The means to his ecstasy.

  Tired of tiptoeing around, she opened her mouth wide and attempted to swallow him whole, like she’d seen women in porn do to their partners. Unfortunately, she choked.

  “Not so fast. You don’t have to do that to make it feel incredible.” He lifted her and held her steady, keeping her from floundering while she recovered. “The most sensitive part is here.”

  Tosin took his cock in his fist and tapped the underside against her lips. She stuck out her tongue and swiped it just below the ridge of the head. He gasped.

  So she did it again and again.

  And when he let her have more of him, she settled for suckling on just the fat tip of his hardening cock, surprised when she realized he hadn’t even been fully erect earlier. Damn.

  Kahori took her time, testing different places and alternating sucking, licking, and massaging. She found that when she bobbed over his cockhead while swirling her tongue along the underside of his shaft, he began to tense.

  The addition of her hand cupping his balls, rolling them as she marveled at the unique texture of his skin there, seemed to ramp up his pleasure. When she found something he liked, she did it more, harder and faster until her fun drove him to the edge of his self-control.

  “I’m close, Kahori.” She didn’t consider the fact that he was also warning her that she was about to have a mouthful of his come until he froze, then bucked beneath her.

  Tosin growled, making her wish she had a hand free to rub her clit while he pumped his release down her throat. It turned her on to witness his surrender to rapture. She drank him down, relieved to have pleased him, thrilled to have enjoyed it herself, honored to have some sliver of him to carry with her when they went their separate ways.

  Kahori still sucked softly when he nudged her shoulders, urging her back.

  As she withdrew, he slipped from between her lips. Except…

  “Did I do it right?” she asked, peeking up at him from beneath her lashes.

  “Hell yeah.” He could hardly catch his breath enough to pant those two words she needed to believe so desperately. But—

  “Then why are you still hard?” she wondered, embarrassed by her ignorance. “Is that…uh…normal?”

  Tosin cracked up. “I have a feeling that with you it would be. Yeah.”

  “So you want me to do it again? Over and over, like you did to me?” Kahori licked her lips. She’d loved having him in her mouth and wouldn’t mind practicing her newfound techniques to drive him wild. It was fun. Exhilarating. Empowering.

  “I have a better idea.” He slid into the water beside her then wrapped her in a tight hug before kissing her forehead lightly. The length of his shaft nudged her pussy.

  I
f she angled her hips…

  “Whoa. Hang on a second.” Tosin cursed.

  “Hmm? Why?”

  “Condoms. They’re in the pocket of my shorts.” He shoved off the boulder and swam for the opposite side of the pool as if he were attempting to qualify for the Olympics, or being stalked by a shark. The drag caused by his substantial erection didn’t seem to slow him down either.

  Kahori grinned as she gave chase. She couldn’t wait to sink her teeth into him.

  His fine ass, which reflected the glowworms dotting the ceiling, seemed like a good enough place to start. By the time she had reached the edge of the water, he was returning with a foil packet in hand. He ripped it open then sheathed himself quickly and efficiently. Virginal he was not.

  Kahori had a moment of doubt.

  What did this mean to him? To her? Was she doing the right thing this time?

  It was nearly impossible to think when every instinct screamed for her to fuck him while she could. That ferocious side of herself frightened her a little.

  So when he sank over her in the shallows and began to lavish praise and charm on her in between tender kisses, a seed of guilt began to grow. Her passion began to fade and logic crept into the void it left behind.

  “I’m glad we have tonight,” she said as she tried to reassure herself that it was okay to savor what she could even if it was only a drop in the ocean of what she wanted.

  “One night like this could never be enough,” Tosin whispered. “I’m going to want a hell of a lot more of your sweetness. Don’t you realize this is only the beginning? Ah, Kahori. Maybe I’ll take you with me.”

  He groaned at the painful reminder that their time was limited. Or might even have already run out.

  Just like that, she felt as if her blazing poi had smashed into her, scorched her, and raised painful blisters over her entire body. Especially in the vicinity of her heart.

  What was she doing? She could never abandon her homeland or her pāpā like her mother had. It would kill him.

  Despite her desires, she could never be so selfish.

  Tosin made her spirit soar even as he shattered her illusions. Because she didn’t have anything else to give this moment. Nothing more could come of their illicit interlude. And if she was teasing him by indulging their desires temporarily when she had no intention of pursuing their attraction after the first light of dawn, then she was only using him as others had done to her.

  That kind of behavior she would not tolerate from herself.

  “I—I can’t.” She shoved his shoulders, rolling him off of her, then staggered to her feet, leaving him crashed on the ground with empty arms and a monster erection. Add mortification to her agony. “I have to go. I’m sorry. I’ve made a mistake. A big one. I can’t do this. I’m leaving before I make it worse.”

  “Kahori, wait. I’m an idiot for assuming you wanted more, too. I wasn’t thinking. I’ll take anything you want to give me and be grateful for it. I didn’t mean that like it sounded.” He grimaced when she kept backing away toward her clothes. “Hang on. If you’re going, at least let me walk you home.”

  “That’s not a good idea.” She shook her head. Her father would take one look at them and know what she had done. How she’d betrayed him. Not only by fooling around with an outsider, but by considering what it might be like to leave this place behind. To be greedy enough to want to spend endless nights in Tosin’s bed, damn the consequences.

  Maybe she was her mother’s daughter after all.

  Kahori flung her pareu around her, cinching it closed with a well-practiced twist.

  Though Tosin attempted to catch her, he didn’t know the path as well as her and the darkness between the glowworm cavern and the sea meant he had to inch his way forward while his vision adjusted.

  When she heard him cursing violently behind her, she winced. Sounded like he’d stubbed a toe. Hopefully he hadn’t broken his whole damn foot.

  Add another black mark to her tally. She’d repaid him poorly for the pleasure he’d given her.

  Staying would only make it worse for them both.

  Once on the beach, Kahori cut inland. Tosin would never be able to track her through the thick jungle on the shortcut she sometimes took to her house.

  Unfortunately, the other men who’d been lying in wait—searching for her around the rocks where their sandy footprints had vanished—would have no similar troubles.

  Nine

  Kahori ran. The underbrush became thin green switches that whipped her cheeks, her arms, and the uncovered upper swells of her breasts. She didn’t feel the sting. At least not until her tears dripped salt into the open wounds.

  How could a night that had held so much potential turn into another mess?

  Was she making everything worse?

  She slowed from her dash to a jog and finally to a stagger, until the uncertainty and pain overcame her. Bracing her palms on her knees, she bent in half, trying to catch her breath and think clearly. Should she go back to Tosin? Beg him to forgive her waffling and confusion? At least explain what had set her off?

  For a normally levelheaded person, being frightened and erratic—out of control in the face of her conflicted emotions—didn’t sit well with her. Her cowardice disgusted her. Drawing herself up tall, Kahori glanced over her shoulder toward the beach.

  Tosin bellowed her name. If he wasn’t careful he’d draw attention from the island night guests, which was the very last thing she needed. Every nosy neighbor and town gossip would hear of their tiff, then speculate about what had caused it. Shit, had he even bothered to pull on his shorts before charging after her?

  If not, she’d have a lot of explaining to do.

  She had to turn around, if only to calm him so that he didn’t shout the whole place to the ground or tear the jungle apart searching for her. She got the feeling he wasn’t the type of man to give up easily.

  Kahori took a single step in that direction before jumbled movement in the leaves surrounding her caught her attention. It wasn’t breezy. The disturbance grew too big to have been caused by a bird or even a wild boar. Someone was out there.

  “Tosin?” she called softly even as the hairs on her nape stood up.

  Her luck had run out this evening. It wasn’t her almost-lover. Instead, four men wearing black hoods and dark clothing emerged from the dense foliage. They stalked nearer, closing in around her like a casting net about to scoop up a school of fish.

  “Who are you?” She stumbled backward, tripping over a vine before righting herself. Something told her that if she fell now, she wouldn’t be getting back up.

  “You know, don’t you, Kahori?”

  Hell, no. She didn’t and she didn’t want to either. So she attempted to flee through one of the gaps before it was too late.

  For one glorious moment, she thought she’d slipped out of their grasp. Until her hair pulled taut and wrenched her backward. One of them must have grabbed a fistful as she darted past.

  Kahori’s instinctive scream pierced the night. “Help!”

  This time it was terror, not pleasure, that echoed across the island.

  Sleeping animals roused and charged deeper into the cover of darkness. She wished she could fly away as easily from the crushing impact of someone tackling her. The crack of her temple striking a log or a rock or something at least as dense as her skull ricocheted through her head. Her vision doubled before slowing refocusing.

  “Where is he?” the man on top of her, pinning her to the dirt, snarled. His hot, stinky breath and aggression reminded her of the things she’d been trying to forget this evening.

  “Get the fuck off me!” She lashed out—kicking, scratching, attempting to bite. Anything possible to inflict pain before he could.

  Too late.

  The man backhanded her, driving her teeth into her lips. An iron tang burst across her taste buds.

  “You bastard! HELP!” she screamed again, projecting as loudly as she could manage.

  T
his time she prayed Pāpā, Hemi, Uncle Kimo—or anyone else for that matter—could hear her after all. Let the entire village come running. She no longer gave a shit who saw. They had zero tolerance for violence. This would not go unpunished.

  Hopefully she would be alive to see justice served.

  “Now you’ve done it. We don’t have much time. Someone’s going to hear you squawking. So tell me…where is he? And where’s the good stuff? You can’t fool us with our own tricks, yariman.”

  “Who? Tosin? What?” That rock must have rattled her brains. Nothing her attacker said made sense.

  “Play dumb if you like. We’ll get what we’re owed however we can. Let this be a lesson about what happens when you cheat us.” One of the other guys kicked her in the ribs, knocking the wind out of her. She couldn’t have asked more questions or raised a ruckus if she’d wanted to. “Tell him next time we won’t stop here. Next time we’ll take you and sell you to anyone willing to pay for your pussy until you work off his debt.”

  If that threat was supposed to subdue Kahori, they had miscalculated.

  Instead, she redoubled her efforts to get loose. They might not have been very effective at warding off his blows, but at least they may have slowed the pummeling of his fists or impaired his aim.

  Who would do this to her? Why?

  Because she’d shown interest in Tosin? Because they wanted what she’d nearly given him?

  Pure insanity. The sexy divemaster didn’t deserve the wrath of small-minded losers, who apparently hated him on sight. Or because he’d taken something they considered theirs. Kahori had known there were still some extremely strong traditions on her island home. But this… She never would have expected this.

  Another instant her faith in her fellow humans shattered.

  This time cut deeper.

  Her own people had turned on her. Or had they? Why didn’t she recognize the voice of her attacker? Surely she knew everyone on Aitutaki.

  It was impossible to think when they took turns waling on her now.

  Kahori screeched and tried to crawl away, which only presented the perfect opening for them to drag her back by her hair again. As she lurched to the side, she felt the fine strings of her coconut bra snap. Someone grabbed her bared breast with bruising force.