by Jayne Rylon
“Count me in. I’ve waited forever for this moment, Tosin. Now I know I was waiting for you.” Kahori pounced then, clasping his head in her hands, loving the brush of his short blond hair against her palms. She held him still as she advanced, then devoured him thoroughly.
Until he turned the tables on her.
Seventeen
Kahori obeyed the pressure of Tosin’s hands, which guided her into a kneeling position, straddling his narrow waist. He smiled up at her as he grabbed the hem of her shirt then lifted it. She accommodated him by putting her arms up and hunching forward to allow the material to slide off.
Braless, her breasts were on display for him.
Coconut bras didn’t go well beneath shirts, even if she’d been able to salvage the ruined one from the night before. Fortunately, or maybe unfortunately for Tosin, she was more pert than plump.
He didn’t seem to mind.
His hands landed on her waist, his thumbs brushing low on her belly, making her squirm. Of course that only rubbed her pussy over the front of his shorts and the thick erection waiting beneath.
“Are you sure you’re up for this?” he asked as he skimmed upward until he lightly traced the outline of the purple discoloration on her breast, an unpleasant reminder of the day before. He brushed his lips over the area as if he could kiss it and make it better.
Maybe he could.
It sure as hell felt fine when he did that.
“Yes.” She let her eyes fall closed for a moment as he amused himself with her body. “I’ll beg if you really want me to.”
“I’m not opposed.” The gravelly rasp his voice picked up then made her smile.
“Please Tosin, take me. Make me yours.” She shrieked then giggled when he growled. His hands cradled her as he lifted her and rotated all at once.
Kahori wasn’t entirely sure how he managed it without dumping both their asses on the floor, but next thing she knew she was gazing up at him as he rid her of her skirt and himself of his own clothes. While he did, he removed another condom from his pocket and rolled it down his hard-on.
Too bad—she would have enjoyed tasting him again.
She licked her lips.
“Don’t worry, you’re going to have me inside you soon.” He dropped low over her to kiss her, then asked, “That’s what you want, isn’t it? Me fucking you, slow and deep?”
Uh huh. Yep. That sounded about right.
“Tell me, Kahori.” He brushed the pad of his thumb over her mouth. “Invite me inside you.”
“I want to feel you pressing into me, locking us together.” She practically panted then. “Please Tosin, give me your cock.”
“Oh fuck, you’re a little too good at naughty talk.” He strangled his cock then stroked a few times, as if he couldn’t help touching himself because of her and her dirty desires. “But I think I can make you beg even more prettily next time.”
She didn’t understand what he meant until she realized he was sinking between her legs. Not hips to hips, though. No, he was shoving her legs wide to accommodate his shoulders.
“You should have known I wasn’t going to dive right in without eating this pretty pussy again first.” He licked her from the bottom of her slit to her clit.
Kahori didn’t plan to argue. She arched her back and spread her legs farther open, giving him room to work.
“That’s right.” He hummed as his mouth settled over her pussy and began to reward her for being bold.
It was every bit as spectacular as the day before. Maybe more so because now she was certain that this was only the appetizer to a banquet. She planned to feast—on Tosin.
He’d made her come a few times, asking her again if she wanted his cock following each orgasm. When her begging didn’t motivate him to fuck her, he started over again with his mouth.
So this time, when he wiped his lips on the back of his hand, smirked, then said, “How badly do you want my cock now?” Kahori writhed on the divan. She lunged for his erection, which bobbed just out of reach.
Then a stream of utter depravity she never would have believed herself capable of poured out of her. “I’ll do anything to have you inside me. Please, Tosin, give me your cock. My pussy aches. Fill me up so that I never again feel empty or alone.”
“That’s better.” He grinned, though it turned soft and affectionate pretty quickly.
“You do the same for me, you know. Make me feel fully engaged with life.” He kissed her softly then, aligning their bodies. Finally, finally, he was going to show her what she’d been missing.
Kahori held her breath as if they truly swam beneath the surface of the ocean that surrounded them. Funny enough, she in no way felt like she was drowning when Tosin levered himself over her carefully. Instead, she felt more like she was flying, or could take off soon.
“I want to make up for everything that other guy did wrong with you,” he murmured.
“You already have.” She hugged him, hoping she never had to let go.
“You should know this is different for me, too.” He kissed the tip of her nose. “I’ve gotten so used to emotion-free fast fucks I’m not sure I’m going to be any good at this kind of sex.”
Could he seriously doubt that? “I’m going to go out on a limb and say you’ll do just fine.”
Tosin threw back his head and laughed. He pinched her nipple teasingly. “You’re lucky I’m too horny to put you over my knee right now.”
Was she? Kahori shivered. Because the thought of his hand on her bare ass turned her on even more. Something she never would have expected.
“If you look at me like that any longer while you’re thinking about me turning that ass red, I might shoot before I get inside you.” He growled, then nipped her neck. “Are you ready for me, Kahori? Ready to seal this deal?”
“Do it.” She grabbed his hips, her fingers splaying across the upper swells of his tight ass.
When he advanced, the tip of his sheathed cock prodding the opening to her body, she was grateful for the time he’d taken to warm her up. He glided through the slick furrow of her pussy, coating himself in her natural lubrication.
Then he pressed down on his cock with two fingers, aiming himself properly as he began to sink inside her, penetrating every last barrier she’d erected to protect her heart from being stolen.
Unlike last time, there was no sting, no burn, no stabbing white-hot poker between her legs.
Instead, there was only pleasure.
Tosin worked himself within her clinging sheath so carefully she thought she might go crazy before she could come on his shaft. When he was finally fully seated, he kissed her, then asked, “Still good?”
“Amazing.” She wrapped her legs around his waist and tried to draw him in tighter with her heels.
“You’ve got all of me,” he promised her.
Kahori swallowed hard, overwhelmed by emotions. She touched his face lovingly with the tips of her fingers. And then he began to move.
Slowly at first. With liquid glides that caressed her from the inside. He rode her with measured strokes that inspired her to think of new and filthier ways to beg him to make her come. The persistent drilling of his cock and the stroking of his fat head near the entrance of her pussy eventually proved too much.
His careful probing turned to something less restrained. And when he cursed, then scooped his hands beneath her shoulders to brace her against the increasing tempo and pressure of his thrusts, she knew she’d gotten to him too.
Tosin hunched his back so he could suckle her nipple as he began to dig deep on every forward pass. He brought all of her most sensitive places to life. Of course her pussy and her breasts, plus everywhere they rubbed skin on skin. Even better, he began to restore her faith in men and in the benefits of a true physical and emotional connection with a sexual partner.
“You’re almost there, aren’t you?” He smiled as if nothing could make him happier than delivering bliss to her.
“Yes. So close.” She ro
cked her head from side to side as her hips lifted, trying to bury him to the hilt within her.
Too late—he was already as deep as he could get.
Tosin picked up the pace again, this time pressing his body against her clit and swiveling his hips just a bit at the apex of each thrust. But it was when she opened her eyes and looked directly into his that she knew she had lost everything—her heart most of all—to him.
“That’s right, let me have your first orgasm with a man. Squeeze my cock with that tight pussy. Show me how much better this is. How perfect.”
Kahori had no idea how he could still talk. She opened her mouth, but all that came out was a scream right as her climax struck. Her pussy strangled Tosin’s dick and he joined her, pumping his release into the condom keeping them just the tiniest bit separate.
Next time she’d convince him to remove the last of the barriers between them, though she wasn’t sure it could feel any better than this without killing her in the process. Her heart galloped wildly, her pussy clenched, wringing his cock dry, and euphoria spread into every cell of her body.
Utterly content, she collapsed onto the divan, welcoming the weight of Tosin’s equally drained body lying on top of her. They dozed then fucked then dozed some more. The entire night passed in a blur of passion and discovery she would never forget.
The next morning, soft blue light filtered through the shallow water and illuminated their hidey-hole. Kahori leaned her back against Tosin’s chest. He had her wrapped in his arms and legs, utterly secure in his embrace. They didn’t speak as they watched the ever-evolving aquatic landscape swirling around them.
After last night, what would happen now?
Part of her felt guilty for having the best night of her life while her father was missing. Another part swam in gratitude that Tosin had reminded her the world held as much beauty as pain. Kahori was terrified to leave this place knowing their bubble would burst and the peaceful intermission they’d crafted for themselves would end.
Starving, she couldn’t stay down here much longer without going in search of breakfast. Tosin’s stomach was growling too. Yet instead of acknowledging it, he only rubbed his cheek against the crown of her head and held her tighter against him.
Until something in her peripheral vision caught her attention.
“Is that—?” Kahori started to ask at the same time Tosin waved.
A second diver joined the first she’d spotted. They descended until they were level with the bed and Kahori and Tosin’s very naked bodies.
“Oh my God!” Kahori dove under the comforter. “Miguel! Archer!”
Tosin cracked up, giving her ass a playful swat before ensuring she was covered. “You know, there are plenty of times we make the Divemaster clothes-optional. There’s no need to hide if you don’t want.”
The divemasters waved from outside the glass enclosure. Miguel tugged a slate from a retractable cord on a carabiner attached to his buoyancy control device. He drew something quick then turned it around so she could read what he’d written.
Good morning! Did you miss us? Extra security is here, watching your door for us, was surrounded by hearts, flowers, and a big-ass smiley face.
“You know the only way to prank a prankster is to one-up them, right?” Tosin asked her as she snickered.
“Then I guess you’d better get over here and give them a show,” Kahori responded as liquid heat filled her belly. Who would have thought the idea of being watched surrendering to Tosin would turn her on?
It did.
In the end, they had the last laugh…and a pair of orgasms to go with it.
When Kahori remembered where she was and opened her eyes, the men had disappeared. She didn’t care. Only one man mattered. Then and always.
It would always be Tosin.
“I warned you last night, didn’t I?” He gazed down at her as he disengaged himself from her body.
She blinked up at him.
“I love you, Kahori.”
What he hadn’t said then, or now, was that it wasn’t only him who had been affected. She’d been trapped just as surely and it was impossible to regret it even if she couldn’t take it back.
“I love you, too.”
“Thank God.” He groaned. “Now, can we please find something to eat before I’m reduced to gnawing on my own arm or something? I’m dying.”
Kahori slapped his shoulder then laughed. “You did work up quite an appetite, didn’t you?”
“Mmmhmm.” He looked at her as if he might consider eating her again instead, then sighed. “You ready?”
“No, but at least I know you’ll be with me.” She put her hand in his.
“Always.” Tosin took one last lingering look around the underwater room. “You think Archie will let me install a giant glass panel somewhere in the Divemaster’s hull?”
“Doesn’t hurt to ask, huh?” She would love to recreate the best experience of her life. “If he does, I want a do-over.”
“Deal.”
Eighteen
With their enhanced security in place, Tosin, Kahori, Archer, and Miguel didn’t dally before heading home to the Divemaster. Archer hated being away from the ship during such an important transition, and Miguel seemed half-excited, half-terrified to meet the woman who was as close to an in-law as he’d probably ever have.
He shouldn’t have worried. Marta greeted them along with the rest of their friends when they charged up the gangway into their waiting, open arms. Relieved hugs were exchanged all around.
It felt nice to have them to return to when all that was left for Kahori on the island was a ruined home or becoming an obligation for her uncle to take care of. Before she could depress herself with thoughts like those, or worry about her pāpā, she’d been whisked off for a checkup by Dr. Kleveno.
Tosin had some dives to do with the family members of Sabine’s trial patients, so Kahori found herself wandering, alone, after a while. When she stumbled on a lovely seating area beside the pool, she curled up in a lounger and took a nap since Tosin hadn’t let her do much sleeping the night before.
Kahori yawned and stretched some time later. Soft voices drifted to her on the light breeze. She blinked and scrubbed her eyes seeing Marta and Sabine not far away. She was about to get up and join them when she realized their posture was slightly tense, so she listened before approaching.
Marta took Sabine’s hand. “Do you think this is right? Especially so soon? It’s only been six months since Heinrich left us. Would he be upset with me?”
“For loving someone else? A very decent, generous, and devoted person?” Sabine hugged Marta. “Never. He would have hated for you to be lonely.”
“You know no one will ever replace him in my heart, right?” Marta asked.
“Of course,” Sabine whispered. “I’m sure Banks understands that too. Remember, I lost my parents, but that didn’t stop you and Heinrich from taking up the job where they left off. There’s room enough to love an infinite number of people in our lifetimes. We should do that. You two taught me that.”
Kahori didn’t mean to eavesdrop. Neither did she want to shatter such a critical and dear moment between the two women. Unfortunately, their unconditional support and sage advice got to her. She sniffled.
Marta looked over and smiled. “Oh, hello, sleepyhead. Feeling better now?”
Kahori nodded. “I’m sorry to interrupt, I just…” She waved at her chair and then to them.
“Join us for a moment, would you?” Marta asked.
Kahori respected her elders, so of course she didn’t decline. She slipped into an empty seat at the table where the women were sipping iced tea. They poured her a glass as well.
“I’m very sorry to hear about your father.” Marta put her hand over Kahori’s and squeezed.
Kahori couldn’t speak, and not because of the giant gulp she’d taken of her drink in an attempt to swallow the fear that kept rising up within her.
“I know it’s hard—we both do
—losing someone so important in your life, whether in a tragedy or because you have to find your own way. But I think most parents would agree that they want their children to grow into the best versions of themselves. To venture beyond what was possible for themselves. I don’t know you yet, honey. And I may never meet your father. But it was obvious to me after a moment or two, that you’ve found your future with Tosin. I’d think awfully hard before throwing that away. Sometimes you don’t get a second chance.”
Kahori agreed. When her pāpā came home, she would talk to him about Tosin and the changes she needed to make in her life to be happy regardless of how things turned out with the sexy divemaster.
“And that’s all I’m going to say about that.” Marta smiled then hugged Kahori.
The women moved on, discussing everything from jewelry to experiment results to favorite destinations. She’d never had these kinds of independent female role models growing up. But now that she saw how strong and career minded Waverly and Sabine were, and the way their guys supported them, Kahori had a new goal.
Restless as she considered how to broach the topic with Tosin, she excused herself from Marta and Sabine then wandered the ship. Every place she turned, there was something amazing she’d never seen before. And when she was nearly back to Tosin’s room, where she planned to wait for him to finish his session—anytime now—she noticed Waverly and Archer slipping into that funny black door she’d wondered about on several occasions.
It didn’t quite shut behind them, so she hurried to catch up.
“Hey, Archer. If you’re back, does that mean Tosin is finished too?” She poked her head in the door, which she realized had been kept open by Waverly’s bra lodged in the opening.
Things only got more bizarre from there.
The interior of the space looked nothing like the rest of the ship.
Dark leather chairs that looked almost like thrones faced an open area dotted with black-painted equipment. She recognized a St. Andrew’s cross, a suspension harness, and—worst of all—a spanking bench like the one she’d been forced to bend over at the club on her disastrous outing.
