Pleasure Boat (The Billionaire's Demands #1)

by Celeste Fairbanks

  "Tight?"

  "Yes," she replied, trying to pull her wrists apart ineffectually. The immobility of her arms thrilled her, and she wondered what would come next.

  "Okay," he answered, grabbing her left forearm with one of his hands. "Come here." He walked Anna over to the seaside wall of the cabin. "Against the wall," he explained, pointing at it. "Bend over."

  On awkward legs, she moved closer to the wall and, raising her forearms up to the ceiling, rested the fleshy sides of her hands against the wall of the room. She set her feet shoulder-width apart and leaned forward onto her forearms.

  "Stick that thing inside me," Anna requested. She perked her ass higher up.

  Rico walked around behind her. Bending down clumsily to meet her height, he guided himself into her moist pussy. Glad to get back to basics, she relaxed herself to accommodate him.

  His feet well-balanced, Rico leaned his upper body back and his lower torso forward to fill the target. She felt him penetrate, and craved more instantly. Never a stranger to taking a good, hard dick, Anna whimpered in delight as he quickly got up to speed.

  "This is more like it," she said quietly to herself. "Fuck it, Rico. Harder."

  His meaty cock, soon dripping with her moisture, flailed away. The sound of light slapping filled the room, punctuated by their joint moaning. The wall provided a good support.

  Rico craned his neck forward. "You take it," he whispered lustily in her ear. His hands, holding the bony sides of her pelvis, pulled her back into him like clockwork.

  "Yes," she said softly. "Manhandle me."

  "You take it. Like I want," he whispered again as he continued to pound her.

  "Yes, Rico." Anna, mouth open, curled her tongue out onto her upper lip.

  Anna could feel the moisture working its way down onto the inner sides of her legs. Completely free of any resistance, Rico worked his large cock back and forth in a forceful blur.

  She could feel him becoming more and more excited. His thrusts became more exaggerated and carried away. His head stiffened, and in tune with that his moans grew louder and louder.

  "This is it," she told herself, giddy with pleasure. "I've already beaten this challenge."

  Rico pushed himself away and ceased his moaning. Anna, having pushed off from the wall, straightened herself out. She popped a kink in her back that had crept up from the relentless pounding.

  "Okay. Go to the bed." Rico looked at her with not a hint of emotion. She saw nothing behind his eyes except crude, simple thoughts.

  "You don't waste any time," she replied, sassing him.

  "Go to the bed, we are not done," he said back, matter-of-fact, taking a careful but firm hold of her bound forearm. He led Anna to the mattress and pushed her down onto it. Following after her, he climbed onto the bed and manhandled her legs, pulling her body and guiding her into line with the length of the bed. Her arms, still bound at the wrists, she held above her head. Her hands rested on the pillows at the top of the bed.

  "You Portuguese men are dirty pigs," she said, toying with him as she gazed into his focused eyes.

  Rico, grasping each of her ankles, quickly lifted her legs into the air and spread them apart. As Anna lay sprawled out, Rico studied her body with a devilish grin. Pushing her legs back toward her head as he leaned forward, he stuffed his stiff cock down into her pussy with an energetic thrust. Anna's entire body shook from the force of him reaching his end.

  Letting go of her legs, he fell forward against her and spread his arms out on either side of her to hold up his torso. Further down, his strong, muscular midsection began to go confidently to work. He rocked back and forth with a determined, rigorous rhythm.

  She could feel his big cock moving around inside of her. By virtue of its sheer size, Anna grimaced. There was no let up. His heavy, tanned body lay atop her far smaller one, pinning her to the bed. Anna's pale city skin clashing dramatically with his tanned sailor's coat, earned through his many years above deck. His thrusts continued to rain down on her immobile, powerless body. She could feel his bristly chest hairs prickling against her soft skin.

  "Do what you want to me," Anna whimpered at him, her eyes narrow slits, "you fucking animal." Her moisture coated his entire groin now.

  Rico took note of this accusation. Mixing things up, he began to use more of his body weight behind the thrusts. They became longer, slower, and more forceful. His broad back muscles flexed as he held her down beneath him.

  "You like?" he asked down to her, seeing her bite her lower lip.

  "Yes."

  "Good?" he asked again, teasing but not caring much.

  "Good."

  "Tell me to fuck you."

  "Fuck me, Rico."

  His thrusts sped up again, their depth becoming more shallow. Anna, in concert, breathed rapidly and excitedly.

  Shifting his body weight to his elbows, Rico brought his forearms in over her head. He knitted his fingers together and pressed them down over Anna's face. His interlaced hands drowned out her light and kept her head pinned down to the mattress.

  The loss of one sensation heightened the other. Anna, deprived of her view, could sense him grinding her clit more and more. In the midst of this, he jerked his body, shifting his weight higher up on her waist.

  "Oh God," she muttered. Anna could feel the hard warmth of Rico on her clit.

  The rocking thrusts continued unabated. Her legs opened out slightly wider. Her moans became low shouts as she rocked her pelvis with his thrusts. Her movements soon reached a crescendo.

  An exhilaration flooded over her as she came. Anna's tense muscles crashed into lifelessness as she gave herself completely to his thrusting. Her body became his toy, if it hadn't been already.

  "Don't stop," she begged.

  "Okay." Rico removed his hands from her face and resumed holding himself up with his forearms. His triceps bulged from their labor.

  "Fill me up," she requested as the tidal wave continued to flow over her.

  "Not yet."

  Rico continued to strike away at her limp body beneath him, each time activating a different nerve. The world remained distant as Anna absorbed the euphoria. Half in the room, half floating somewhere else, she vaguely felt the wet slaps of his cock as it slid in and out of her.

  She giggled and shivered.

  As Rico continued unabated, enjoyable and yet uncomfortable jolts shot through her. They had been going for a long time now and she knew that the reality of his size would take its toll before long.

  The world became a blur as she was flipped suddenly onto her belly. Already in position, Rico guided his huge cock back down into her ass. More passive now that she had been finished, Anna let out only a mild, complaining grunt as he made his way back inside.

  "You want to fuck my ass again, big boy?" she asked.

  "Yeah," he replied absently, already absorbed in his pleasure.

  He remained close atop Anna this time, opting to grind directly on top instead of dipping down as before. The angle was even less forgiving, and she felt every thrust. Rico moaned as he hadn't before, enjoying himself with an animal delight.

  This time there was no false alarm. Not long after he began to rip into her, he exclaimed wildly. Warm, thick fluid spilled into her as he held her down to the bed, face planted in the mattress. He continued to groan.

  When he had finished emptying himself into her, Rico lay silently on top of her, breathing and recovering. They said nothing.

  Anna felt him roll off and get off the bed. As she spasmed, she could feel his seed trickling out of her. Tenderly, she rolled onto her back. Rico, standing beside the door, had almost finished putting his pants back on. He didn't look at her.

  Anna reached for the covers and pulled them over her. She settled down comfortably into the bed and relaxed. As she closed her eyes, she heard Rico unlock and open the door. A moment later it closed behind him.

  Anna rolled onto her side, assessing herself. She had beaten the first challenge. Four more
to go, and the money would be hers. More importantly, Phillips would know she could obey him. She might have a chance to prove her loyalty and make up for her mistake. With what little energy she had available, she smiled at the thought.

  5.

  Anna, in fresh clothes and with hair still damp from the shower, stepped wearily out into the hallway. Leaning thoughtfully against the wall across from the door was Phillips.

  "Excellent work, I didn't think you would manage The Wolf," he admitted ruefully. "You should be proud of yourself. A man with his appetite could send an entire brothel running in fear."

  "You were listening to everything?" she asked.

  "Of course. I had to make sure you two weren't gaming the system," he replied defensively. "Rest assured, my little lady, I could tell that the effort today was genuine. I am sorry I doubted you."

  "I want you to order me again," she said hopefully. "I want my next challenge."

  Phillips laughed. "No, Anna. You've shown me enough for one day. Let yourself recover. That might have been, physically, your toughest challenge," he said. "But then again, perhaps not. We'll have to wait and see," he finished enigmatically.

  "I'm hungry to prove myself to you, sir." She glanced him over, searching his body language. "What does me fucking one of your crew members really do for you?"

  "It demonstrates discipline. Also, control. Penance, as well."

  "Penance?"

  "Not to harm you. Remember, you will always have the option of leaving unmolested, so to speak. The issue is confronting you with challenges. Challenges you have never faced and perhaps would otherwise never face. I consider that adequate penance, despite whatever you enjoyment may get from it," he finished, nodding to the cabin. "As we all heard."

  "I'll prove to you that I can beat your challenges. I want to be a part of this. I want to be around you."

  "I genuinely hope so. You'll be given another test tomorrow. In the meantime, come with me, Anna," he said to her, leading her up a flight of stairs. "The stars are starting to come out. Enjoy the lights of Monte Carlo from the deck with lobster and champagne. Your journey, after all, is just beginning."