by Adele Hart
“Is this okay?” I ask, looking up at her face.
She nods, breathless as she stares back at me.
“I’m going to make you feel so good, you’ll never want another man’s tongue again.”
“I already don’t.”
“Just wait.” I lift her dress up and out of my way, then spread her right leg to the side so I can gain access. She’s wearing a tiny, pink lacey thong that does something very real to my cock. “Oh, you look good.”
Running my tongue up her inner thighs, I lick the outline of her panties, then slide the lace aside so I can see her pink, plump flesh. I start with a few soft kisses, then glide my tongue over her already soaked skin. She’s ready for me and I’ve hardly done anything to earn it. I slide two fingers inside and she bucks her hips and groans with pleasure. Using my hand and my mouth, I suck, lick and finger her until she’s ready to come.
“Oh, yes, Ben. Right there,” she moans, the sound bringing out the beast in me. It’s all I can do not to whip my pants off and fuck her right here.
Instead, I plunge my face into her sweet, pussy, thrust my tongue inside and lap up her juices as she starts to lose control. She lifts her hips and presses herself into me, grabbing my head with both hands and pulling me in deeper to feel every spasm of her orgasm. She screams out my name now, the sound getting lost in the water surrounding us.
When she’s finished, I lick up what’s left while she collapses onto the bench. She lifts her head and looks down at me, urgency written all over her face. “I want you now, Ben. I want to feel you inside me.”
I still myself, panting a little while I try to regain control over myself. I shouldn’t do this. Not the first night. Not when I want to make this something long-term.
“Please, Ben. I want you,” she begs.
The look on her face and her words are too much for me to take. I tug at her lacey thong, ripping it off, then tossing it overboard. Within a few seconds, I have her naked, lying there in front of me, waiting.
Nine
Lila
I watch as Ben strips off his clothes quickly, amazed at what I’m seeing. I thought I would feel shy—ashamed even—to be naked in the light of the late-day sun in front of this perfect man, but I don’t. Not even a little, because the look he’s giving me tells me I’m perfect, too. Trey never looked at me this way. No man has. His expression says he wants to devour me and adore me at the same time. And I’m going to let him do it. As long as he wants to.
He picks me up in his arms and kisses me on the mouth while he cradles me and walks a few steps. Laying me down on the roof of the cabin, he stands in front of me and spreads my legs, then runs his big hands over my body.
“On the roof?” I ask playfully.
“It’s called a cabin trunk, and yes. Right here. Right now.” He lowers his mouth over my breasts and swirls his tongue over my right nipple, then sucks on it hard until it pebbles. I lift my head and prop myself on my elbows so I can watch him. He’s so gorgeous, I can hardly bring myself to close my eyes. He teases my left nipple until it’s a hard bud against the flat of his tongue. Using one hand, he teases my still-throbbing pussy.
Just when I think he’s about to slide his huge cock inside me, he stops and stands. My heart stops and for one awful moment, I’m positive he’s going to change his mind.
“Lila, I want you to be certain that you want to do this because if we get started, I don’t want to stop. Ever. I’m going to want you in my bed every night from now on.”
My heartbeat picks up again and I nod. “There’s nothing I’ve ever wanted more,” I say, almost breathless.
“Good. Because there’s no turning back once we do this.”
“I don’t want to turn back, Ben." I sit up and wrap my arms around his neck. “I want us to be together like we were last night and like we’re about to be.”
I kiss him hard and he returns my power with a need equal to my own. I’m terrified and thrilled at the same time. Terrified of what we’re about to do. Terrified of what we just said. Terrified of his giant cock. But also thrilled about all of it. Especially the cock.
He slides my bare ass down to the edge of the trunk and thrusts himself inside me with one long, hard thrust. He’s so big, he stretches my pussy, and I cry out with the pain and pleasure of it. He pulls back a bit, and I’m scared he’s going to pull out, but he doesn’t. Instead, he drives himself into me again and again, filling me with every thick inch he’s got, impaling me with his sword until every nerve-ending in my body is raw. The sound of him slapping against my soaked pussy fills my ears as I feel his velvety-smooth cock against my bare skin. He lowers himself over me and kisses me wildly on the mouth, his tongue and dick working in unison as he takes me to a place I’ve never been. I lose all sense of where I am and who I am. There is a fusion of two bodies, two souls, the two of us as we move together, surrounded by the sea.
There are no other people in our world. Only us. Ben and me.
He takes my face in one hand and looks deep into my soul. “You’re perfect, Lila. I will never stop wanting you.”
His words and the look on his face and the way he’s thrusting himself into me all build until I come undone, screaming out his name, tensing and releasing under him. I feel the first pulse of his cock as he spills his seed into me, filling me with his come in long, hot spurts, over and over until he’s finished.
He stays inside me for a long time, kissing me and caressing me, worshiping my body, even though I just gave him what he wants. A tiny part of me waits for him to turn cold and to quickly dress, then say this is over. But, when I open my eyes and look at him, I know he won’t. Not with the way he’s kissing me. His kiss is saying what my heart is telling me—that this is forever.
The sun is starting to set when he finally pulls out of me. He grabs a blanket from inside the bench and flattens it out next to me. Then he sits on it, pulls me onto his lap, and wraps it around us. I lean against him, resting my cheek against his while we watch the sunset.
I’m too spent to say anything. I just sit and feel his naked body against mine, loving the way he holds me like I’m something precious.
“That was incredible,” he says.
“It was. I’ve never experienced something that intense before.” I turn my face a little and find his lips with mine.
“Me neither. That was the best sex of my entire life.”
“Really? How can that be possible? I’m sure you’ve had lots of women.”
He shrugs. “It’s a completely different thing to do this with the right woman.”
“Am I the right woman for you?” I ask, searching his face for answers.
He nods, looking me directly in the eye. “Yes, Lila. After you, there won’t be anyone else. I’m done looking.”
“I think I am, too.”
“You think you are?” He chuckles.
“This is nuts. My heart is telling me that this is it, the real deal, but my brain is telling me not to be a fool.” I sigh and look back at the sinking sun. “I’m so confused.”
“I’m not. Let me do the thinking for both of us and I promise I’ll make sure we live happily ever after.” His deep voice sends vibrations right through me.
His cock is hard again, pressed against my wet slit. I wiggle my hips a little and say, “Again, Doctor?”
“Yes, again. And again and again for the next seventy years or so.” He slides his arms across my breasts holding them tightly as he finds his way inside me. He drags me over his lap, back and forth while he sucks on my neck. Pressing his hand against my mound, he slides his finger in and finds my clit buried inside. He rubs it gently while I ride his huge cock. We stay like this, moving together, our naked bodies slick from our lovemaking while the sun goes down.
When it’s over, he feeds me the delicious dinner he prepared for us by the light of a lantern. We eat pasta salad, buns slathered with creamy butter, and some cold fried chicken with a bit of spice to it. The entire time, he won’t let
me feed myself. Instead, he does it for me, taking bites for himself every once in a while.
“Be careful, Ben. You’re going to turn me into a high maintenance girl.”
“Don’t worry, if you get too demanding, I’ll take you over my knee and spank you.”
“Oh, that kind of makes me want to be bad.”
Ben laughs, a surprised look on his face. “You’re a naughty girl, aren’t you?”
“Not until this moment.”
Once we finish eating, Ben says, “I don’t want to take you back to your resort, but I imagine Gina will get worried.”
“Can I get a cell signal here? I could always text her and tell her I’m spending the night.” I stare at him, filled with happiness.
After I text Gina and she replies with a bunch of happy emojis, Ben takes me below deck. There’s a nice-sized cabin with a small-but-functional galley, a table and bench seat, a small bathroom, as well as a bedroom with a queen-sized bed. I sit and watch as he does the dishes. The whole time we talk. Ben tells me more about his family and growing up in Boston. He tells me funny stories about the trouble that he and his brother used to get into when they were kids. It feels so nice to just laugh together and to find out more about him.
“Do you miss it? Your old life?” I ask as Ben puts away the last of the dishes.
He leans against the counter facing me. “I do and I don’t. I’d love to see my family more often. My brother’s getting married next year, so I’ll have some nieces or nephews at some point in the future, I suppose.”
“Do you think you’ll stay here?”
“I’d like to if I could. I love being in a place where my days off are truly a vacation. It’s a short, easy drive to and from work, it’s a safe place to live, I can go sailing or scuba diving whenever I want. Life is short, right? Why not live in paradise if you have the chance?”
“Good point.” I nod, feeling suddenly very unsure of where this leaves me. After only two days, I shouldn’t be wondering that, but with all the things we’ve done and said, I can’t help but think about the future.
“Having said all that, I’d give this up for you. If you didn’t want to be here, I’d happily sell my house, quit my job, and move wherever you want to be.” The look on his face is so sincere, I have to believe him.
My heart leaps and I want to leap off my seat. Instead, I grin at him. “Come here, you.”
He crosses the floor to me in two steps, picks me up in his arms, then carries me to the bed. We kiss and hold each other, frantically stripping off our clothes until we’re naked again. The boat rocks gently as Ben lays on top of me, smiling down at me as we make love. Our bodies move together, perfectly in sync, the rhythm growing more intense with each passing second. He’s in so deep that I feel every thick, hard inch of him inside me, filling me and stretching me until I shatter under him. My orgasm hits in strong, drawn-out waves that cause my toes to curl and my body to tense. Ben comes with me, and I feel him pulsing inside me over and over in long, hot waves.
When he’s done, he kisses me gently, then says, “I love you, Lila. I’ll go wherever you want to go.”
My voice comes out as a whisper. “I want to stay here with you forever.”
“Good, because I want to keep you here forever. Just like this. Naked, with me buried inside you every night and every day.” He kisses me again, then pulls back. “This feels like forever to me, Lila. I’m in love for the first time in my life and I intend to stay that way.”
“Me too.”
He smiles and we kiss some more, having made a pact that I hope will last a lifetime. It doesn’t take long for us to fall asleep in each other’s arms, naked bodies pressed together. Content and happy out on the ocean.
Ten
Ben
The rest of my days off are spent with Lila at my beach house. After our first night together, I took her back to the resort to get her things. Her friend, Gina, who found her own romantic connection to enjoy, was not at all upset to be getting the room to herself. Lila’s ankle is much better. She won’t be running a marathon anytime soon, but she doesn’t need her bandage or her crutches anymore.
Almost all of our time is spent naked in bed. Or on my hammock. Or in the shower. We only dress when we go to the market to pick up groceries. We cook together, most times ending up with her on the counter and me buried in her tight, wet little pussy before the food is ready. Twice we’ve burned supper beyond salvation so we ended up going to grab some takeout.
We lay in my hammock and I read out loud to her as she recovers from our latest love-making session. Then we doze off for a while until we’re ready for more. Lila can’t keep her hands off of me and there’s no part of me that wants her to. I’m addicted to her—to her body, her face, her smile, her voice—everything about her is perfection to me. Her curves draw me to her like the breeze that guides my sail.
Tomorrow is her last day in St. Lucia. The plan is for her to go home, pack up her life, quit her job, and come back to me as soon as possible. I can hardly bear the thought of being away from her for the weeks it will take for her to return. It's hard enough knowing that in two hours I have to leave for work. The thought makes my heart sink. I turn and watch her sleep, her face looking like an angel to me. She stirs and opens her eyes, then smiles immediately.
“Oh, good. You’re real. I thought I dreamed you,” she says.
“I’m real. This is real.” I kiss her on the forehead. “We’re real.”
Sighing happily, Lila says, “What am I going to do all day when you’re at work?”
“Miss me?”
“Other than that,” she says. “I was thinking you should drop me off at the resort so I can hang out with Gina. I need to talk to her about you behind your back.” She gives me a wide-eyed, teasing look.
“As long as you don’t give her intimate details, I’m okay with it.”
“I’m afraid I have to. Girl code.”
“What?” I lean over her, then pin her arms above her head with one hand, making her squeal with laughter. “I guess I’ll have to tickle you until you agree not to tell her too much.”
Poising one hand over her tummy, I wait for her to beg me to stop but she’s laughing too hard. When she recovers a little, she says, “What if it’s all really good? Like, I tell her how huge you are and how many orgasms I have a day? That kind of thing?”
I shrug. “Fine, but you’ll have to be cool with me telling my buddies at work how tight your pussy is, then. It’s only fair.”
“Oh, when you put it that way…” She wrinkles up her nose.
I reach down and kiss her hard on the mouth, then let her go.
She touches my cheek with her fingertips. “What if I just tell her I’m madly in love with you and that I can’t imagine my life without you?”
Nodding, I say, “Okay, I can agree to that.”
The twelve-hour shift turns into a twenty-four when Peter calls to say he’s not coming in again. I get through the first three hours without incident and just when I’m thinking maybe Dr. Harper forgot about my little indiscretion, he pages me to his office. I finish up the stitches I’m working on, then toss my gloves in the trash and walk down the hall and up the stairs to the second floor.
The door is open and Dr. Harper is doing paperwork behind his big, very neat desk. I take a deep breath, then knock quietly.
“Come in,” he says without looking at me.
“Hi, Doug.” I seat myself across from him.
“As hospital administrator, do you know what a problem it is to have staff members who seem to be using the ER as their own personal Tinder account?”
“I imagine it’s quite difficult.”
“That would be an understatement. Do you know how much paperwork is involved in firing a doctor?” He gives me a hard look. For a small man, he can be very intimidating.
“No, sir, I don’t.”
“A lot. It’s going to take me days to get through this and then weeks to find a replacem
ent. Then months to get him or her properly trained.”
My gut tightens. Getting fired would make it very difficult to find another position at a good hospital.
He puts his pen down and sighs. “I expected more from you, Ben. In three years, I’ve never once seen you do anything against hospital policy. Not once, which is why I’m willing to let you explain what happened the other night.”
“I was kissing a patient. We went out to eat after my shift was over and talked all night, then when we left, well, you saw what happened. She’s been staying at my place ever since.”
His jaw drops. “Well, I wasn’t expecting you to be quite so forthcoming.”
I shrug. “No point in lying to you. You know what you saw.”
Dr. Harper stares for a moment, no expression on his face, so I go on.
“It won’t happen again. I can assure you of that.”
“Why would I believe that?”
“Because we’re completely in love. We’re going to get married as soon as we can sort out the details.”
He bursts out laughing and shakes his head.
A wave of relief floods through me while I wait for him to explain what’s so funny.
“That’s exactly what happened with my wife and me.”
“Really?”
“Yes. She came in with a broken wrist. Let’s just say roller-skating wasn’t exactly her forte. After my shift, we talked all night and I knew she was it for me.”
“So, I’m not fired?”
“No, of course not. I was talking about Peter. He’s definitely on the way out, which means I’ll need you to pull extra shifts until I find a new doctor.”
“Of course. Won’t be a problem.” My shoulders relax now that my job is safe. Part of me feels bad for Peter, but with the number of times he’s let us all down, he definitely deserves it.
