by Aliyah Burke
“What’s going on?” she asked. He opened his mouth and she cut him off. “Don’t give me that ‘we’re on a cruise’ answer, either. I want to know what makes you think you have the right to come into my life and order me around like this.”
“Do you remember what I said to you in my office when I had your back against the wall and you were coming on my cock?”
“Shh! Cripes do you feel the need to tell everyone?” Chaya ran a hand over her mouth.
He tilted his head to the side. “No one is listening. Do you remember what I said?”
She nodded.
“Tell me,” he ordered.
“Mine.”
He held her gaze until she shook her head and took a sip of her coffee. It wasn’t hard to see that her hands trembled.
“That’s ridiculous. You’re my son’s hockey coach. This isn’t happening.”
“Who are you trying to convince? Yourself?”
“Give me one good reason why.”
“We both want it.”
“This is insane. I have a son to think about.” Chaya topped up her coffee and stirred some more sugar into it. “I’m a widow with a seven year old son. I don’t do what I did with you. It was a mistake.”
“No!” he said forcefully. “What we did was not a mistake.” She seemed a bit taken aback by his tone and he tried again in a calmer manner. “Spur of the moment, perhaps. Impetuous, yes. But not a mistake, Chaya. You have to believe that.”
She lowered her eyes to the table and traced a finger along the mosaic inlaid in the top. “You know I’m a widow right?”
“Yes. I know your husband Daniel died before Danny was born.”
She looked up at him and he was struck by the vulnerability in her large, brown eyes. “He died before I could even tell him. The day I found out, I prepared a big dinner to celebrate.” She focused on something out of the window that only she could see. “He never made it home. Instead, two officers came to the door to give me the news. From that day on, everything I’ve done has been for my son. Every single thing. I don’t do impetuous or spur of the moment. I can’t.”
For the first time in his life, Linc experienced jealousy. It hit him hard and tore through him, leaving him exposed, raw. He didn’t like it in the least. What must it be like to have a love so strong that, eight years later, he could still hear it in her voice?
“And?” He wasn’t entirely sure he wanted to hear what she was going to say next.
“Danny’s desperate for a father figure in his life. I can’t bring a man into our life only to have him leave and tear out my son’s heart when he does. I’m not denying there’s a serious attraction to you, but this isn’t about me.”
“I’m not leaving you, Chaya.”
Her smile was sad and a bit disbelieving. “Right. When the time comes that I have to cancel dates or refuse sleepovers because of my son, you’ll want to move on to someone else who doesn’t have a child around.”
He leaned closer, arms on the table. “Wrong. I meant what I said, Chaya. I am not going to leave you.”
She wasn’t convinced—that shone clearly in her eyes as she stared at him. “Fine. We’ll agree to disagree on that. Tell me something about you.”
Linc wanted nothing more than to reach across the table and touch her. Caress her soft skin. Kiss her full lips. Make love to her until neither of them had any energy to move.
“What do you wish to know?”
“How long have you coached hockey?”
“This is my first time.”
Chaya frowned and leant back in her seat. “You seem to do it so well. Did you play professionally?”
Not ready yet to tell her who he truly was—or what—he nodded. “Something like that.”
“So you just moved to Piedmont to take a first-time coaching job?”
He stood and put on his coat. “Let’s walk on the deck.”
She slid into her jacket and joined him. Placing her hand on his arm, he led them out of the dining area and onto the smooth deck. They walked slowly towards the rail, the rocking of the ship gentle and rhythmic. Pausing, she dropped his arm and rested both of hers on the metal before them.
“Thank you for bringing me here. I’ve heard about this dinner cruise but never taken it.”
Linc stood behind her, sharing his body heat with her, and blocked her in with his arms. “My pleasure,” he whispered in her ear as his nose was filled with the evocative scent she wore.
He nipped at the skin behind her ear and she shivered. With a low growl, he turned her in his embrace and covered her mouth. She moaned against his assault and he was harder than any metal known to man. They duelled tongues and he lost most of his control.
Jerking back, he stared down into her smoky gaze. One arm around her waist, he pulled her tightly against the stiff length trapped in his jeans. “Chaya.” Her name came out more like a growl than anything.
She was so close to the edge, he knew that with a touch of compulsion she would succumb, but he wanted it to be her choice. His need rode him hard but he struggled to see what she would choose.
Chapter Four
Chaya bit those plump lips. Linc stilled a shudder and the need to sink deep into her wetness. She stepped back. Disappointment filled him. Chaya lowered her lids over her smoky gaze, a wicked smile curving her lips. She opened his coat, then reached for his pants and unbuckled his belt; unbuttoned and unzipped his slacks. Linc groaned at the feel of her hot hands against his erect member inside his pants.
“No underwear. Makes access so much easier.” Chaya’s voice was husky and tempting.
She squeezed his cock with her fingers, then ran her hand up and down his shaft. Linc shivered. Chaya hummed, a sound of pleasure that went straight to his sac.
“Let’s get out of here so I can take care of this.” Chaya whispered against the side of neck. She started to close his slacks.
“I want you here and now.” Linc put his hand over hers.
She glanced at him with startled eyes. “Someone will see.” She bit her lip.
“I’ll make sure they don’t,” he promised.
Chaya looked undecided but her expression quickly changed to wanton need. She put her hand inside his pants and pulled him out. She closed her fingers over his hardened member. Her touch was firm as she started to jack him. Linc pumped his cock into the hand gripping his cock. Chaya shifted and looked down and Linc followed her gaze. His legs weakened at the sight of Chaya’s hand over his hot flesh, her thumb rubbing the head of his cock. Moaning, Linc cupped his hand over her ass, pulling her against his side as they continued to watch her playing with him.
“Are you sure no one will see us?” Chaya’s voice caught his attention.
He raised his gaze to hers. There was a mischievous smile on her lips. He kissed her quickly.
“They won’t. And if you’re not too loud they won’t hear us,” Linc teased
“I’m not the one who should worry about being loud.” Chaya narrowed her eyes.
“I bet you’ll be the loudest.” Linc smirked.
“We’ll see about that.” Chaya’s tone held a promise.
Linc’s cock hardened even more. Chaya gripped him, tugging demandingly on his cock. Linc caught his bottom lip between his teeth to stifle any noise. She swivelled her hand over his cock, pressing her thumb into his slit. She slid her other hand up his chest, then around his neck, cupping the back. She rubbed her thumb over the tattoo at the back of his neck. Linc shuddered. Each movement of her finger resonated against his nerve endings. His tattoo was his hot button. Chaya pulled his head lower.
“Take me, now,” she demanded against his lips.
Linc lifted her up and turned, pressing her back against the wall. Chaya released his erection to open her own coat, then slid both hands around his neck. He pulled at her skirt, raising it over her ass. Linc ran his hands over the firm globes of her butt. Chaya wiggled against his cock. He snapped the leg of her panties, then slid his hand under
the fabric, cupping her firm, hot flesh. Linc locked gazes with her. Moving his hand deeper, he slid along her wetness. He raised his hand, coated with her need, and licked each finger clean. Chaya whimpered, her eyes intense.
“Stop teasing and fuck me,” Chaya said between gritted teeth.
Linc tugged the side of her panties. He shifted his body and pushed the blunt head of his erection against her wetness.
Protection.
The thought blazed loudly in her mind.
Although he didn’t need it, he materialised a condom on his cock for her. He stroked into her heated canal. Chaya moaned; a wild sound. She licked his bottom lip, pushing against his teeth. Linc opened and Chaya kissed him fiercely. She rocked against him, taking him deeper inside her, and Linc groaned. She undulated her hips and squeezed the back of his neck tightly. Pulling back slightly, Linc gazed at her, pushing in and out of her pussy.
Chaya held on to his neck, her shoulders braced against the wall. Linc thrust into her canal. On each stroke, Chaya tightened around him, setting off a maelstrom of pleasure. Gripping her ass more tightly, he pulled her down onto him then lifted her up. Chaya’s thighs flexed as she countered him.
“Give me the noise,” Chaya chanted as she worked him.
Linc shook his head. Chaya grunted, then clamped down on his length. Linc moaned, his legs weakening. She showed no mercy riding his cock. She ran her thumb down the tattoo at the back of his neck, then dug her nail into the centre. Linc’s legs gave out and he collapsed to his knees, holding her close. Chaya straddled his lap, undulating over him. Chaya licked along the side of his sweat-stained face. She nibbled on his ear then whispered, “Come for me, Linc.”
Her wicked demand filled him even as her inner walls clamped down on him like a pleasurable vice.
Linc roared, shivering uncontrollably as his cum erupted from him. Chaya kept riding him, milking his release. Within moments, she shuddered and slumped against him, breathing hard. Linc held her. She turned and he closed his lips over hers, kissing her fiercely. Chaya moaned into his mouth. Linc swallowed it and continued kissing her, then he withdrew and pushed her hair back from her face.
“I hope no one heard you making all that noise.” Chaya smirked.
Linc stilled, startled. He hadn’t remembered to cloak them from prying eyes or to stifle the sounds. He reached out with his senses. In moments, he knew that no one had heard or seen them. It was probably due to the cold weather keeping them inside and the sounds of the boat masking theirs.
Returning his attention to Chaya, he kissed the tip of her nose. “If you’re finished having your way with me, let’s go have dessert.”
“Isn’t that what we just had?” Chaya retorted.
Linc stood, effortlessly supporting her as he did so. Gently, he put her on her feet, smoothing down her skirt. He straightened her sweater, running his hands down her breasts and across her nipples. Chaya shivered. He kissed her thoroughly before withdrawing. He closed her coat, then reached for his pants as he spoke.
“One that goes into your belly.”
Chaya pushed his hands away and tucked him back into his pants, zipping then buttoning him as she replied, “If I suck you, that goes into my belly, too.”
Linc gaped. Chaya finished buckling his belt and coat, then glanced at him. She put a finger under his chin, closing his mouth. Chaya turned, sashaying to the door, and Linc hurried over to join her. He put his hand on the small of her back as he guided her the rest of the way to the door, opened it and held it for her. Chaya paused in the doorway, looking up at him.
“Maybe next time we can finally make it to a bed,” she said.
“Definitely.” Linc smiled.
“Why are you grinning like you won something?” Chaya asked.
No way was he about to point out that she was already accepting there would be a next time.
“I just had hot sex,” Linc replied.
“And if you are very good, you just might again.” Chaya winked.
As she walked through the door, Linc squeezed her butt. Chaya glanced back at him, licking her lips, and Linc blew out a breath. He liked this vixen side of Chaya. He followed that firm ass, which he planned on nibbling later.
* * * *
Chaya covertly studied the others in the dining room as they walked back to their table. She couldn’t believe she had been so wanton, screwing Linc outside, in public, where anyone could have seen or heard. With each step she was conscious of her damp, well-used pussy. Linc’s hand on the small of her back made her shiver. She wanted him to run it down and cup her butt.
You’re turning into a nympho, her good side stated.
Hell, yeah. I’ll take Linc any which way I can get him, the bad side retorted.
‘I like nympho, and you can have me any time, baby,’ the Linc Voice she had come to know over these last few weeks said in her mind.
The sound of laughter filled her mind, causing goosebumps to rise along her arms. Chaya sighed. She would have thought that voice would have gone after being with Linc. Chaya opened her coat and Linc removed it. She slid into the booth, making space for him as he shrugged out of his coat. He reached over and put the coats on the seat opposite them.
Chaya stroked her fingers along his hand where it rested on the table. Linc turned his hand over and caught hers as he slid in next to her. He raised it to his lips, kissed it and placed it back on the table, covering her hand with his.
Chaya’s breath caught at the look of possession in his gaze.
The waiter came over.
“What do you want?” Linc asked.
Are you on the menu?
Chaya blushed at the thought. Linc’s lips twitched.
Thank God, he can’t hear me.
Chaya cleared her throat and replied, “I’ve heard their chocolate caramel tiramisu is delicious and big enough to share. Do you want to try it? ”
“One chocolate caramel tiramisu it is. And two cups of coffee,” Linc said.
The waiter left. Linc’s attention on her never wavered. Chaya tried to think of something to say.
“Tell me more about Danny,” Linc said.
“You don’t have to ask about him to be polite.”
“I don’t do polite.” Linc gave a lazy shrug.
Chaya believed him.
“He’s such a great kid. A bit overprotective.”
“A bit?” Linc smiled.
Chaya chuckled. “Yes. He’s real smart, too.”
She paused as the waiter brought their dessert. There was more than enough for them both, as she’d heard. The chocolate caramel tiramisu was beautiful. It was surrounded by strawberries and covered with shavings of chocolate and caramel sauce; a decadent treat. It was a decadent treat. Linc picked up the fork and cut off a piece. He raised it to her lips. Chaya opened her mouth and he slid it in. She moaned as the forkful of goodness filled her mouth with deliciousness.
“Mmm… it’s even better than everyone said. Come on, try it.” Chaya picked up the other fork.
She fed him some of the dessert.
“Tastes good. But not as good as you.”
He watched her, licking his lips, and Chaya’s pussy clenched. Linc chuckled, a wicked sound, then fed her another bite. He studied her with a small smile on his lips as she ate.
“So, what is Danny’s favourite subject in school?”
“Science.”
Linc asked questions and she answered as they ate the cake. Before long, she was talking about all sorts of things, and after they’d finished eating they spent the rest of the cruise laughing and talking. Their conversation continued on their way back to her house.
After Linc had escorted her to the door, Chaya turned to face him and opened her mouth, but he placed a finger over her lips.
“I know. I can’t come in, not with Danny in the house. I’ll see you tomorrow.” Linc kissed her gently, then turned and walked rapidly down the path.
Surprised and disappointed, Chaya watched his retreating
figure. She didn’t know if she was more disappointed that he was leaving so fast or that he hadn’t tried to convince her to let him stay.
Suddenly, Linc turned and came back to her. Chaya backed up against the door before Linc jerked her against his muscular frame and kissed her thoroughly. Chaya whimpered, hanging on, but Linc withdrew, his dark eyes filled with need.
“Don’t ever doubt that I want to take you inside and fuck you until you are hoarse from screaming,” Linc growled.
He stepped back and lifted her hand, putting something in it before kissing her fist and walking away. Chaya opened her fingers. She frowned at the hundred dollars there. She looked up at Linc.
“This is not necessary,” she called.
“I promised Sara. You can pay her next time,” Linc said, not turning but continuing to his car.
“How’d he know there was going to be a next time?” Chaya muttered.
“You already said so,” Linc called.
Chaya jumped. She didn’t think she had spoken loud enough for him to hear.
“Go inside Chaya,” Linc said loudly.
“Demanding man,” she mumbled as she turned and unlocked the door.
A pinch made her jump and rub her butt and she turned, glaring. But to her confusion, she saw that Linc was already in his car.
You really are losing it.
She pursed her lips, shaking her head.
Linc made a go-ahead motion with his hand and Chaya headed inside. She leaned her head against the closed door and sighed. “What am I going to do with you, Linc?”
“Did you say something Mrs Stevenson?”
Chaya straightened at the sound of Sara’s voice. She smoothed her hair. “Um…no. Did everything go okay?”
“Yep. Danny wanted to stay up and wait for you but I made sure he went to bed on time.”
“Thanks.”
She’d have to talk with Danny about Linc, since she would be seeing more of him. A warm feeling filled the bottom of her stomach at the thought. Chaya pressed her hand over it then, shaking it off, she paid Sara and sent her on her way. She locked down the house for the night and headed to Danny’s room. Quietly, she tiptoed over and smoothed his blanket over him. His voice stopped her at the door.
