by Claire Angel
“I have a tale to tell, but I wouldn’t mind a chance to show you what your first time should have been like. Trust me and I promise you won’t regret it. Give me a moment to compose myself. That was some of the best oral sex I’ve ever gotten in my life.” She could have easily revived me and pronounced my manhood fully recovered, but I didn’t want to put her in a position where she couldn’t hear my words loud and clear.
“You’ve gotten my attention.” I took her hand with a gentle grace and placed it on the pumping evidence of my heart.
“I wanted to put my own mark on the world. I ran away from my responsibility to my family and the shareholders. Millions of untapped potential are waiting for me. The empire my father built wasn’t what I wanted. He groomed me to take his place when the time came. I thought it would be years in the future, but fate works in mysterious ways. He’s not going to make it more than a few more weeks. I have to go back. I would like you to join me, but that’s a decision I will leave in your hands.” She was deep in thought and she got up and walked into the dark and foreboding woods.
Chapter 5
Melody
I thought about my future and I was lying to myself. Going to law school and taking the intern with the chief justice wasn’t my idea. My father had made a few phone calls on my behalf. He used his influence and I didn’t ask him to. I was actually considering taking a year off to backpack across Europe to find myself.
I made up my mind. I wasn’t going to let my father continue to be the helicopter parent. It was time to cut the strings and free this puppet. I actually found the idea of going to Greece and living with him appealing.
He was mumbling underneath his breath and somehow he had convinced himself not to go looking for me. I walked toward him, taking off my clothes and using a melody in my head to show him the moves that would’ve made a stripper envious.
“I can’t go to Greece.” I saw the look of disappointment in his eyes. “I can’t go to Greece without sampling the merchandise. We don’t even know if we are compatible in the bedroom. I want to see if you are capable of giving me what I want. It looks like you are ready.” I saw his manhood stretching from his clean-shaven groin.
We got down on our knees and touched each other. I was drunk, but it had nothing to do with liquor. I was rewinding the clock and I was giving myself permission to take him into my arms. We were both naked and nothing separated us.
I felt the first droplets of rain sizzling against my skin. He traced the first drop of rain down my cleavage and more followed with his fingers all working together to chase those droplets down over my heaving flesh. He was making me crazy and I bit his shoulder when he slipped two fingers into me.
He leaned me back against the ground cushioned by the sleeping bag. I heard the rustle of the slippery surface and his knees opened me to his hungry stare. His eyes traveled up and down my body paying particular attention to the juncture of my thighs.
I was exclusively at his mercy and I was in the right position for him to explore every little detail of my body. He opened me with his insistent thumbs. It was a big decision to devote my time to him, but I was going to have to make my position clear. He couldn’t expect me to be barefoot and pregnant fulfilling his every wish. His money and the power he exuded were inconsequential.
His tongue needled its way into me forcing my lips to spread in invitation. Surrendering to his oral expertise wasn’t hard. He got me going when he was wearing his clothes, but I liked it a whole lot better when he was wearing nothing at all. I was taking everything he had and going back for more.
“I think you enjoy getting your pussy fucked with my tongue. Your response is all the answer I need. I have two fingers inside of you. I want more than anything to give you the little soldier.” That part of him was saluting with a droplet of persuasion on the tip.
It was a heavy mist but it did nothing to cool down the heat we were making by rubbing against each other. I resolved to give him my body. I suspected this moment was going to seal the deal.
“There’s something in the way that you grind against me that attracts me to you. I feel that I can breathe for the first time. I wasn’t really living until you came into my life. Let me show you with more than words.” His passion was buried deep and I witnessed the instrument in his hands.
It was inspiring and I wasn’t going to rest until he had me in his grasp. I scratched his back and it only seemed to fortify him in his approach. He was delivering on a monumental scale of pleasure. My first time couldn’t even compare. The caress of his tongue and the piercing echo of my scream had me wrapping my legs around his head.
My ankles were locked and my body was lifted from the ground with my lower half suspended. His hands were on my bare ass driving the wind out of me each and every time. My fingernails were shredding the sleeping bag and my fingers were gnarled into fists of passionate fury.
I came with my vision blurred and my whole body electrified from the top of my head all the way down to my tingling toes. It was complete bliss. It didn’t take him much time to pull the woman I had always wanted to be out of me. I was living right now in the moment without regret. He was good enough and more than equipped to get the job done the first time.
“I’ve lived with my insecurities all of my life. I can’t get enough of you. I gladly surrender. Take me into your arms and show me there is nothing to be afraid of. I feel the heat of your steamy passion. I have this burning flame in desperate need of your love to put it out.”
“Melody, I’ve always been confident, but I feel nervous when I’m around you.” I had him in my hand and I could feel the warmth of his shaft and the light kiss of his knob to the lips of my sex.
“I’ve been looking for you all of my life. I’ve never believed someone like you existed. You have a silver tongue, but I know everything you say is sincere from the heart. There’s only one decision left to make. I’ve already made it.” His love muscle fashioned into a battering ram pushing through any resistance it found with my help.
“I will always be yours forever. The time for running is over. I look at you in the eye and I’m telling you the truth. You’re just like an angel. Open yourself up to me.” It was special and the way that he knocked down the walls of my resistance was a testament to his strength and character.
I wanted the perfect body, but it was my flaws that made me unique. Everybody was looking for a change, but they weren’t going to find it unless they were willing to see things from a different perspective. I belonged in his arms where I felt safe and warm from outside influences.
He was making me happy by the way that he was thrusting his pelvis slow and methodical. He knew exactly what to do to strike the right chords to make beautiful music. I lightly slapped his chest and ran my fingernails with my anxious enthusiasm down over his nipples.
He bucked and he held me down with our fingers locked together over my head. We were fighting each other to see who was going to get to the finish line first. He knew how to play the game. I was under his spell when that orgasm reached deep down inside and tore through me like 1000 different electrical charges at the same time. My body went into a spastic fit and the only thing you could see were the whites of my eyes.
I saw shooting stars and the moon winking with encouragement from above. My head was slamming repeatedly into the ground. He was saying something, but the words got lost in translation.
The rain was pouring down in sheets. He looked divine soaking wet with droplets of rain falling from his locks. He didn’t stop moving the entire time he was on top of me. The impact of his body sounded like thunder. He was cracking the whip by pounding me relentlessly into the ground.
I was trapped and being used for his selfish pleasure. I was enjoying his thick sausage. The lips were massaging every inch of him and squeezing to definitively drain him of every drop. He was a non-stop juggernaut of pleasure. His chest was flush against mine. There was no denying that he had the tools of the trade.
“Y
es…push me past the point of no return. I’m right there and you know how to please me in the right way. The fuse is lit and I can feel it burning slowly, but the inevitable conclusion is an explosion that will leave us at a loss for words.” I came again and this time it was with such intensity that I threw him off of me.
I was curled up in the fetal position shaking like a leaf. The pleasure was an immense example of what a person should feel during their climax. I shivered in place and I opened up my eyes knowing that I wanted more of what he could give me.
“Easy… let’s not do anything rash.” I crawled across the ground with my eye on the prize. I was trying to move in a straight line, but my body was determined to zigzag.
“Don’t worry about tomorrow. You have to answer for what you just did.” He was acting afraid, but I knew he was playing with me.
“I knew that I was getting in over my head with you. I should have known better, but I was powerless to resist your siren song. I have the fever of what it feels like to have a woman underneath my skin.” He was singing my praises, but I was more interested in the warm front between his legs.
There was a storm brewing with the cloudy haze of passion burning up inside of me. We were putting on an obscene act that wasn’t PG rated. I was the one in control bouncing in place and driving the column of his manhood hard and deep inside of me. I was grinding in a circle in his lap. I could feel that he was near his personal release.
“Your actions speak louder to me than any words. For the love of God…I want to feel you go off between my fingertips.” The vein was throbbing pumping with no discernible rhythm.
I heard his moan of defiance and the feeling of his lust filling me to capacity. There was no confusion in the way that we felt about one another. The tranquil moment was broken by the cackle of laughter behind us. I looked over my shoulder and found my friends unable to sleep with the commotion that we had made.
In the morning, I bid my friends a heartfelt goodbye and went to the Airport with Jesse with nothing more than the clothes on my back. A new life was waiting for me and the cultural exchange of ideas was making me anxious to begin. Jesse was ready to pick up where his father left off, but he was going to do it his way. I was going to be behind him every step of the way.
This was my chance to be with the man I loved and to chase the dream of becoming an artist. I had all the inspiration I was going to need in the way that he looked at me.
ISLAND ATTRACTION
A BAD BOY ROMANCE
BY
CLAIRE ANGEL
BLURB:
I was losing it. I needed distance to forget. His body was my distraction.
My friend’s think they are helping. I want them to believe they are.
The island is beautiful. The views are spectacular. One man stands out.
His name is Reed.
He is begging for me to heal his broken heart.
The look of defeat is in his eyes.
We both suffer from similar breakups.
I’m not ready for something new. I am ready for something physical.
Can I separate the emotion from the sex? I’m going to find out.
Surfing is my life and passion. I live for the wave.
She makes me want more.
The loss is crippling.
The pain is too much.
I try to stay away. She pulls me into her gravity. My mind wanders.
I have to keep moving. Never let them see you sweat.
My life is a house of cards. Things have never been the same.
The haunted memory drives me insane. I want to forget using her young body.
*****
Chapter 1
Mallory
Sleeping didn’t come easy and the two pills in my hand felt like I was selling out. My friends thought it was a good idea for a much-needed vacation to someplace tropical. Boston was my home, but I needed some distance. Jamaica had the beauty to make anybody forget their troubles. I wasn’t sure anything could. I hadn’t asked any questions about where we were staying. They said they had it all figured out.
I should have known it was too easy to give them that kind of control. Those two pills were courtesy of Alexis. She was the wild one of the three of us. She was always dabbling in things that she shouldn’t for the sake of trying it. The girl was hitting her stride at 30 with ringlets of blond hair to attract any man. The curves she wore with pride were her best weapon.
She was already making time with an older businessman in first class. Her toes were in his lap and he was massaging them thinking that he was going to get somewhere. Everybody had the fantasy of flying the friendly skies to join the mile-high club. He was going to find his advances weren’t in vain.
“Mallory, take them before we take off and you’ll sleep like a baby. Alexis gave me one after a break in and I swear by them. I actually got myself a prescription for those times that I have a terrible case of insomnia.” Kayla had gone through a nasty divorce and she had reinvented herself into a seductress looking to play the field. Almost thirty and she was ready for a new chapter in her life.
I was the only one of the three of us that wasn’t living fancy-free. I didn’t even want to mention his name. Cutting him out of the photographs wasn’t the worst I had thought about doing. Lorena Bobbitt had the right idea. I was stunned into silence when I found him having relations with the next-door neighbor. She was young enough to be his daughter.
“I’ve never needed any kind of medication growing up. I pride myself on living healthy and relying on only those things found in nature. I can’t bring myself to give big pharmaceutical companies my money.” I had a bout of cancer, but I had beaten it by going down to Cuba for an experimental treatment. $14,000 was a lot of money, but it was worth it to have my life back again.
I didn’t have to go through chemotherapy. I couldn’t imagine the reason why the FDA hadn’t approved the same treatment in the United States. Their strict guidelines to introduce a new drug were an impossible task without millions of dollars of funding backing it up.
“Think of it as a free trial. You didn’t spend one single solitary dime. Sun and fun are waiting for you when you wake up. I have been sworn to secrecy by Alexis. I will make one comment about the place we are staying for the week. There will be available men and women with theme nights to keep you entertained the whole time we are visiting. She was able to get a room that we can share located on the beach.” I was getting the feeling that Kayla was trying to tell me something without saying anything at all.
“I do need this. Workplace romances never work. I thought that I was going to be the exception. I could fire him, but his work ethic is beyond reproach. His sales technique brings in clients. The lifeblood of any business is its sales force.” I owned an exclusive sports car dealership catering to the elite.
“You haven’t been sleeping well. I was very close to rocking you to sleep with a real rock. Nobody can function with the stress that you have been under. This is your chance to forget about Malcolm. We warned you two years ago, but you had to find out the hard way.” Kayla and Alexis were my best friends and I couldn’t ask for a better support system.
“He confessed he had an addiction to sex. I thought it was very brave of him to be vulnerable. I convinced myself that I could change him. I researched many different ways to keep things fresh in the bedroom. I did things that I can’t even put into words.” The toy chest under my bed was filled with different implements to make anybody cock an eyebrow.
I put my hand through my luxurious dark brown hair down to my shoulders. I had learned that my 5’2 and 115-pound body could do some amazing things encased in leather. 27 years old and I had the look of someone much younger. The squeals of submission I inflicted on Malcolm was a guilty pleasure. I had certainly left my brand burned into his skin.
“The one thing good coming out of that relationship is that you were able to think outside the box. I didn’t think you had it in you to go that far into the extreme
. You surprised both of us with some of your stories. It was kinda cute to see you blush.” She was a consummate dating machine never keeping any relationship permanent for more than a month.
It was far more than I could say for Alexis. She didn’t know what the word commitment stood for. They were responsible for putting an idea in my head about an island vacation. I spent the last week going to a tanning salon and the results spoke for themselves. My bronze skin was ready for the harsh and unforgiving sun of Jamaica.
I was one of the fortunate ones not to burn. I still carried very strong sunscreen as a preventative measure. I could spend hours on the beach watching the surf rushing into shore.
“I don’t even recognize the girl I was. I was a homebody before I met him. He taught me many things about myself and gave me a reason to feel liberated. I broke from the mold of the convention for something more pleasurable.” My sex life was phenomenal with each night an exercise of marathon acrobatics in the bedroom.
“I’m trying to remember what made us all friends. That guy had no idea what he was getting himself into when he tried to mug Alexis. She fought with the fierceness of a lion protecting her cub.” It wasn’t a child she was protecting.
It was her expensive Gucci purse worth more than three months payment on one of the fancy sports cars in my showroom.
A glass of champagne was waiting at my fingertips. I hefted the pills in my hands and popped them into my mouth chased with the champagne for good measure. The bubbles tickled my nose. It wasn’t long before a sense of calm surrounded me in a warm blanket. They were stronger than I was led to believe.
