Pleasure Bay

by Maddie Taylor

  “Never,” he answered. “Not much different than a sport bike.”

  “What do you ride?”

  “Ninja Z1000, baby. Red. Like those pretty nails of yours.”

  “You’re doing great, but slow down. The boathouse is just up ahead.”

  Shane pulled up next to the dock and Katie told him to take the other machine.

  “Just let me ride this one, babe. I’ve already got a feel for her,” he said, not budging from the machine.

  “Her?” Katie asked curiously.

  Shane chuckled for a moment. “Sorry. I have a habit of referring to my ride as a female. I named my baby ‘Mandy.’”

  Katie snickered, glad that they were still sitting on the jet ski so he couldn’t see her. “And when you ride ‘Mandy’ are you the one in charge?”

  “Hell, yeah! Even have the speeding tickets…” he began, turning so he could see her. When he did, he stiffened. “Hey! You’re making fun of me, aren’t you?”

  “I’m not making fun of you, darlin’.” She leaned forward and planted a soft kiss on his jaw. “More like making an observation and enjoying your reactions.”

  “What’s that supposed to mean?” He craned his neck trying to see her eyes better.

  “I’ll tell you after we take a buzz around the island. It’s getting hot just sitting here in the sun. Go get on Elizabeth over there so we can ride and have some fun,” she teased, giving him a little shove.

  He took the hint and stood on the dock. “I don’t name the ones that aren’t mine. I just call em’ girl.”

  Katie couldn’t control herself and started giggling, which made Shane blush instantly and turn from her. “Shane,” she said, trying to regain her composure. “I didn’t mean to embarrass you. Honestly! Turn around and look at me, please.” He didn’t respond, so she stepped onto the dock next to him. “Sweetie, the reason I thought it was funny was because I was making a BDSM reference to the passion you have for your bike or rather everything you drive or ride.”

  “Explain.” He turned toward her.

  “You enjoy referring to vehicles as feminine. Not uncommon for dominant men. I wasn’t laughing at you. Just noticing things you haven’t fully realized yet. You came here to experience submission, but you enjoy being dominant just as much.”

  “So because I call my ride a girl, it’s symbolic of me enjoying dominating a woman?”

  “It’s the reference and the passion you have about the ride.” She stood in front of him and wrapped her hands around his face. Speaking softly, she added, “You enjoy the thrill, and power of controlling the machine, while pushing it to its limits. Isn’t that much of what you felt this weekend with me? Especially when you took the lead and turned the tables? It seems to me, you’re a natural.”

  Shane put his hands around her wrists, pulling her hands from his face and then leaned down, giving her a kiss that was as hot as the midday sun. “I’m a newbie. I know that. But if you laugh at me again, I’m going to unleash my dom side on you so fast it’ll make your head spin.”

  “Mmmm. I’m counting on it, big guy. Now, what do you say we have some fun on these jet skis before we melt. There’s a private area on the other side of the island I want to show you.”

  “Okay, but I still don’t understand why I can’t just ride that machine,” he said, gesturing to the jet ski.

  “Because of this.” Katie pulled what looked like a key fob from the pocket of her life vest. “It’s a remote kill switch. Vance insisted. Pleasure Bay is big on safety.”

  Shane chuckled softly as he mounted his machine. “So much for challenging you to a race around the island. You’ll cheat and cut my engine.”

  She giggled as she got on her jet ski and started it. “No racing today, big guy. For privacy reasons and respect to other guests, certain areas are off limits.”

  “Follow the leader it is then, my sexy teacher.”

  With that, Katie pulled in front of him telling him to stay close as she led him out into the bay. She smiled, watching him in her mirror as he came up alongside of her.

  “I love this thing,” he called over to her.

  “I knew you’d like her,” she called back, grinning and then sped up as they banked to the south side of the island.

  Once the new construction site came into view, she veered closer to the shoreline. Making sure he was following, she slowed down, pulling her ski up onto the white sandy beach area with Shane quick to follow.

  “What’s all this?” he asked, stepping from his machine as he took his bulky life vest off. “It looks like they’re expanding.”

  “They are,” she answered, hanging her vest on the jet ski. “It’s also the most secluded part of the island. Well, at least for now. Until they get the new cottages built. Let’s have a look around, shall we?” She offered him her hand, taking a moment to admire the beaded water droplets that clung to his broad sexy chest. He seemed to be admiring her the same way as he put his large hand around hers and they began walking.

  “How come there’s no scaffolding or any tools lying about?” he asked as they approached an unfinished structure. “It looks like the crew just up and left the job undone.”

  “I think Dimitri had some issues with the contractors.”

  “I can see why. Look at how cheap these materials are.” He pointed to a pile of trusses next to the half-constructed cabin. “And this,” he said, stepping inside the open shell to examine the material intended for the walls. “Particle board? You have to be kidding me. This was obviously not the same contractor who constructed the Sandalwood Bramble.” Katie watched him run his hands over the beams and studs intended for the walls. “None of this stuff is even treated. It needs a C4-resin at the very least. In fact, they shouldn’t even be considering using these materials. Bamboo, treated with tannin would be best, helps repel destructive pests too.”

  “You’re speaking Greek,” she said, before he could keep rambling. “I brought us here to enjoy the seclusion and fool around, but your mind jumped right into work mode.”

  “Sorry,” he said, turning to her with a devious smile on his face. “Would you like to focus more on your job, little miss ‘I like to play as hard as I work’?” He slipped his arms around her waist and she felt his hands making a quick descent to her ass, clenching her cheeks. “You need a workout, little girl?” he asked teasingly as he lifted her.

  She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. Arousal blossomed in her core at hearing him call her a little girl. The mischievous look in his hazel eyes and the feel of his shaft growing against her made her clench.

  “It would be more fun than assessing bad building materials, wouldn’t it?”

  “Do I get to be in charge and test out your theory about my dom side?”

  “Don’t ask, just do it.” She wiggled her hips, grinding her pussy against him.

  He rewarded her with a husky growl, gripping her ass tighter. “I think I will,” he said, walking out of the half-constructed shell. “Hold on.” He put an arm around the curve of her lower back and then stooped to pick something up. “Looks like they forgot this.” He showed her the coiled rope he’d found. “Normally used for hoisting materials, today, it’s going to be used to tie up a naughty girl.” With easy strength, he carried her, heading over to some thicker trees behind the construction site.

  The movement of his hard cock thudding into her as he walked made her pussy gush with anticipation. “Yes. Treat me like a bad girl, baby.” She felt his cock lengthen at her words and a low moan came from his throat.

  “This will do.” He stopped near a big tree with low-lying branches. An image of being tied, helpless, arms stretched high above her head while she balanced on tiptoes, popped instantly to mind. Her breath quickened and her pussy literally gushed with juices as he ordered her firmly, “Strip.”

  Katie responded, quickly slipping the straps of her swimsuit down her arms. She peeled it down her hips, letting it fall to her feet. His eyes r
oved her naked body appraisingly. As he put his hands on her shoulders, he moved her back a few feet and then turned his attention to the rope. Tying a loop around one end, he tossed it over a thick branch above their heads.

  “Come here,” he said, fussing with the looped end of the rope. She watched as he tied two separate slipknots a couple of feet apart. “Hold this.” She took the rope and noticed him assessing the branches on the tree. When he found what he was looking for, he walked over and broke off a sturdy-looking limb just a bit thicker than his thumb. Discarding the narrow tip, he stripped off the remaining leaves as he came back to her. Reclaiming the rope, he attached it to the ends, fashioning a pair of makeshift cuffs.

  She sighed with relief. “At first I thought you were just going to hoist me up by my wrists alone, then when you broke off the branch, well, let’s just say that’s a bit thicker than an ordinary switch. I was concerned.”

  “Katie, as if…”

  “I’m sorry, I should have known you wouldn’t beat me with a tree trunk or hang me up by my thumbs.”

  He shook his head as he put the loops around her wrists, cinched them loosely, and then handed her the wooden bar.

  “I’m impressed,” she said. “A rustic version of a lat bar.”

  He winked at her before picking up the remaining rope from the ground. “I may be a newbie to the exciting world of kink, honey, but I’m not ignorant.” He began taking up the slack in the rope and her arms started to lift. “I know slip knots alone would have cut your circulation off and never would I have hit you with a branch the size of a 2x4. It’s your turn to trust me, little girl.” He gave her a soft kiss on the lips. “You ready to start your workout?”

  “Mm… yes,” she purred.

  He walked over to the trunk of the tree, tightened the slack, and then lifted until only the tips of her toes remained on the ground, just like she’d imagined. “How’s your weight feel against the branch? Is it strong enough?”

  She curled her legs, letting the branch support her weight. “It’s good,” she replied, putting her legs down. She felt him hoist her another inch and tie off the rope.

  Returning to stand in front of her, he put his hands on her hips. “God, you’re gorgeous.” He grinned. “How’s your upper body strength, my sexy fitness trainer?” He looked at her hands, assessing how comfortable she was holding her own weight.

  To demonstrate, she did a pull-up using the branch in her hands. “I can hold my own,” she answered, wrapping her legs around his waist.

  “Very nice.” He was eyeing her pert nipples and soon she felt his mouth on one of them. “Mmmm.” He hummed, stroking it with his tongue, sending a direct current to her clit. She felt his teeth closing around her nipple and gasped when he bit down.

  Without releasing her, he looked up, meeting her eyes in question. “Too rough?” he mumbled in question.

  “Not at all.” Proving she was quite all right, she squeezed him with her legs, trying to draw him close enough so she could rub her pussy against him.

  “Good,” he murmured, his speech garbled from the hard peak in his mouth. He scanned her bare body, his eyes moving slowly up and down. It was clear he enjoyed seeing her this way, and then he stepped back, leaving her hanging alone, but still well within reach.

  “I think ten should make for a nice warm-up.”

  “Huh?” she asked, lowering her legs.

  “Ten pull-ups, Katie, and I want your legs lifted and thighs spread wide.” He knelt in front of her, sitting back on his feet. “If you can do them, I’ll give you a nice reward.” He caressed the inside of her leg as if coaxing her to get started. “Too much for you?” he baited her, cocking a brow as he looked up, meeting her eyes.

  “No!” she blurted, doing the first one, legs wide open as instructed.

  “That is so fucking erotic, babe.” He inched himself forward. Now when she lowered herself, her pussy would be only inches from his face.

  She was at number four when she met the wetness of his tongue. She paused, holding herself there, hoping he would continue, but he didn’t. On the fifth, she came into contact with his hands and his tongue.

  “I can’t take watching you pull that sweet pussy away from me one more time.” He draped her legs over his shoulder, supported her ass with his arms, while his hands cradled her back. “You can relax. I’ve got you.” The next thing she knew his tongue was on her clit, lapping greedily.

  “My god, Shane,” she rasped, locking her legs around his head.

  Letting him support her bottom half, she leaned back, looking down at him. He mumbled something that sounded like ‘good girl’ and she soon felt his tongue dart inside her. Uncontrollably, her hips thrust against him and she moaned. Her grip on the wood tightened as he probed deeper and she began to rock her hips. His tongue moved back to her clit and he closed his lips around it, flicking fast and hard.

  “Yes… ah-ah,” she cried. Before long, she was panting and could feel the muscles in her arms starting to quiver. Her hips were pumping steadily and she was climbing toward orgasm when suddenly, he stopped. He pulled his head back and blew softly on her throbbing clit.

  “Shh,” he said, his lips against her pussy. “We should stop now,” he whispered. “The lady likes being kept on edge.” He looked up at her with a provocative smile on his shiny wet lips.

  “Shane! No, I’m so close.” Her thighs were trembling as he moved his head back and then slowly rose, letting her legs slide down his body until they wrapped around him as he stood.

  “Shouldn’t you be calling me sir or something?” he asked boldly, really getting into to the dominant role.

  “Yes, sir. Please don’t leave me like this.” She struggled to make better contact by digging her heels into his ass, trying to pull him closer.

  “I like hearing you call me that. The begging is nice too.” He put his thumb on her clit and pressed down while he slipped two fingers into her core.

  She clenched them greedily, trying to rock her hips to and fro. “Please… fuck me! You’re driving me crazy,” she rasped. A hard hand landed against her outer thigh, making the breath stutter in her chest.

  “You forgot something, didn’t you?”

  “Sir… please. I’m sorry. Just fuck me now, sir.” Her voice was as tight as her clenched muscles. She shrieked in protest when he pulled his fingers away, even though he reached into the pocket of his shorts and pulled out a foil wrapper. “Yes, Shane. Hurry!”

  “You’re awfully demanding, considering I’m the one in charge right now.” He put the condom between his teeth while he worked his shorts down.

  Katie’s eyes zoned in on his hard rod and just the sight of it made her moan. “I’ll make it up to you, sir, if you’ll just get inside me soon.”

  Condom in place, he put his cock in the cleft of her pussy and nudged the swollen head forward until it touched her clit.

  “Yesss,” she hissed. “More, sir.”

  He continued to rub her clit with only the head of his cock until she was panting for release and rocking against him. “You look amazing grinding against my cock.”

  “Please,” she breathed. “I truly can’t take this anymore.” Her words came through gritted teeth and she let her head fall back. “I need you inside of me.” She felt his cock leave her folds and pulled her head up to look at him. He positioned himself at her soaked entrance. Her body was trembling with need as he pushed into her, but only enough for the head to make contact with her swollen g-spot. Then she felt an arm wrap around her waist as his finger found her clit.

  “You’re going to be a good girl now and hold still. You will not come without permission. Do you understand, Katie?”

  Where in the hell did that low authoritative voice suddenly come from? The determined and lustful look in his eyes made her clench. “Yes, sir. I understand.”

  “That’s my girl,” he said, starting to move. He only allowed her enough of his cock to stimulate her g-spot while he rubbed and stroked her clit with
his thumb. Within moments, she was whimpering and climbing toward orgasm.

  Gripping the branch in her hands for all she was worth, she blurted. “I need to come, sir. Please don’t stop.”

  “Come for me, beautiful Katie,” he growled. “Let me see that sweet pussy of yours drench my cock.”

  She felt his arm tighten around her waist and his busy thumb on her clit went into overdrive, making her cry out while she spiraled out of control. Her body lurched and jerked as one powerful wave after another coursed through her body.

  “That’s it,” he encouraged hoarsely. Her pussy spasmed violently, clamping around him like a vise as he drove into her hard, burying his cock to the hilt.

  She screamed, her shrill cry rolling through the clearing and echoing through the trees. Feeling both of his large hands on her hips as he pulled back and plunged into her again. He didn’t waste any more time, building himself up into a hard, fast rhythm as he fucked her roughly.

  With a hand on her ass, he moved the other to her breasts, pinching each nipple and rolling them between his thumb and finger. His sexy grunts and hard thrusts had her moaning as a second climax began to build.

  “Fuck yes, girl. Come for me again.” He moved both hands to her back, pulling her into him with each powerful thrust.

  “Shane!” she screamed as a powerful orgasm gripped her again. He held himself deep inside her and a low, throaty groan left his lips as she felt his release along with her own.

  He stayed within her as he slipped her wrists out of his homemade rope cuffs and then wrapped both arms tightly around her.

  “Lord have mercy, that was hotter than hell,” he panted, walking them over to the trunk of the tree. He pressed her back against it so he could look at her.

  “You’ve got that right. Wow,” she panted. “Kiss me.”

  His mouth covered hers tenderly as he slipped his tongue into her mouth. Katie could taste her essence, which provoked a soft moan. She felt his hand slip into the back of her hair, cradling her head, his lips softly moving along her neck, caressing and nibbling her skin gently.

  “We should stop,” he whispered, pulling back to look at her. “Or I’m going to have you again, right here against this tree.”