Becoming His

by Angel Marks

  “Why didn’t you tell me about it?”

  “What’s to tell?”

  “Hmm.” Noelle paused, questioning why Will would want to keep this a secret from her. “Well, tell me a story about summer in Maine.”

  “All right.” He slipped open the back French door to the deck and they got cozy on a teak lounge looking out at the sea. “We would have a bonfire and a clam bake with our family over there every Fourth of July, and my dad would play guitar and my mom would sing, and my brother and I would cover ourselves in mud and dance around the fire. As the sun went down we would listen to the Common Loons singing on the water. They sound like wolves singing.” Noelle listened in awe, imagining young Will free with his family. “The stars shine so bright on a Maine night. There’s very little light pollution.”

  “I don’t know what to say. I feel like we’re in another world, and it’s beautiful.”

  “I know you’ve made a lot of sacrifices to stay on budget these last three months, Noelle, and I haven’t been there for you as much as I would like to be with school. That’s why I wanted to surprise you, and give us this time together here. It’s been a few years since I came up here. I want to share the experience with you.”

  Noelle smiled at him and he returned her greeting with a tender kiss.

  “I imagine you bring all your girlfriends up to your parents’ house in Maine.”

  “You’re the only one, actually, that I’ve ever brought up here.” Will wrapped his arms around her and she reached up and held his arm by her neck.

  “Then tell me about this place, Will.”

  “Well, there’s not a lot to tell.” Noelle gave him a funny look before he continued.

  “It’s part of my grandfather’s legacy. He bought it with some of the fortune he made as a merchant marine. He would sail around the world policing ships and managing cargo, eventually opening a very successful jewelry business in Manhattan, before buying this property for summer breaks at age fifty with my grandmother, Grace. They lived here for twenty years before he died of a heart attack in his sleep, while my parents were on their honeymoon in the Poconos.”

  Noelle listened intently, gasping to imagine having such tragic news when on one’s honeymoon.

  “My parents were hippies just out of school. My father was twenty-two, hadn’t started law school yet, and my mother had just graduated nursing school. Kind of like the song, they didn’t have much, but they had each other, and everything else, my grandfather footed the bill.”

  Noelle gazed out at the horizon, unsuccessfully trying to imagine what it might be like to grow up without a worry about debt or bag lady syndrome, but then reminded herself that Will seemed to be very determined to not take handouts, only resorting to them now so that she could get out of debt. In a way, maybe, that made her like his parents. She was living off the bounty of Will’s family, and she wasn’t even his family, yet … Why would they be so generous toward her? Perhaps she shouldn’t be taking room and board handouts from his parents, like the handouts she had told Will she would take to make it in NYC. The thought was cumbersome, so she pushed it away to mull over later.

  “That’s so tragic. I can’t imagine being on my honeymoon and losing a parent.”

  “Yeah, my parents came home early, and they had the funeral not far from here. My grandfather is buried here in Bar Harbor. Even in death he’s by the sea.”

  “Did your father grow up here in Maine?”

  “No, my parents grew up in Jersey just outside the city. Back then it was pretty rural for being so close, but my grandfather was commuting every day. Eventually he just wanted some peace. Maine was their escape from the racket of everyday life. My grandma would bring the family here for the summers, and he would join for long weekends, still never quite leaving his business for more than a few days at a time.”

  “So how did it come to be your father’s house?”

  “My grandfather had had it in their living trust to pass the property on to my father at the death of my grandmother.”

  “Oh, when did you lose your grandmother?”

  “I didn’t. She’s still around. She’s eighty years old now and lives in Nantucket with her second husband of almost twenty years.”

  “Oh.” Noelle didn’t really know what to say to that.

  “Yeah, her relationship with my grandfather wasn’t perfect and nobody really blamed her for not staying a widow. When she remarried, she signed this house over to my father.”

  “Wow, but what about your dad’s sisters?”

  “They each received other properties they were happy to have—closer to the city, an apartment in Manhattan, a house on the Jersey shore, and my grandfather bought his youngest daughter’s house for her when she was in medical school. My parents rent this place out a few weeks every summer to cover the year’s taxes and pay for the upkeep, but they rarely make it up here anymore.”

  “I can’t imagine having a place like this to stay in and not finding the time to visit.”

  “I know, but my parents are workaholics. They just got back to taking vacations more after realizing they have to relax as much as they work, but they usually only make it here for the week of the Fourth of July, which coincides with their anniversary week. Any other vacation time they take in a year is to go somewhere new, lately by cruise.”

  “What about your brother?”

  “Oh, Donnie comes up with them. This is my first time up in a couple years, though. I was always working and didn’t want to take the time off.”

  Noelle smiled at him. “Until now. I’m glad you brought us here. Thank you, Mr. Martin.”

  “It’s my pleasure.”

  They slipped out the back door and Will held Noelle’s hand as they walked down a worn path to get to the beach. It was quite desolate and beautiful as they walked along the shore, occasionally being splashed by the cold Maine surf. The roar of the ocean and the screams of seagulls created a calming soundtrack to the gorgeous scene. She stooped down and lifted up a perfect sand dollar. “This sand dollar is like me, fragile but complete, now that I’m with you.” Will wrapped his arms around her, and they kissed. Any worry or stress about life filtered right out of Noelle’s brain and blew away across the ocean with that one breathless kiss.

  Back at the house, Will soaked with her in a two person Jacuzzi tub. “I could get used to living like this. I feel like a princess.”

  “You are my princess.”

  Noelle sighed enjoying the jets streaming onto her back while she rubbed Will’s feet he had propped up on her lap. He came across the water and slipped his arm around her waist and they kissed, quickly escalating to Will lifting Noelle out of the water and penetrating her on the towel spread on the floor. He took her fast on her back, while she lay hot, wet, and obedient, crying for him to own her, which he did. Will reached down and rubbed her clitoris causing her to orgasm before he ramrod-ed her with his cock and dropped his load deep inside her pussy, sucking on her nipples before pulling out. “Good girl,” he said as he pulled her up off the floor.

  “Thank you, sir.” Will took a towel and began to dry her off.

  “How are you on water?” he asked.

  “Swimming? I’m great in a pool. The ocean, not so much.”

  “No, how are you on a boat? Do you get sick?”

  “I don’t think so. I haven’t been on a boat since I was thirteen. I didn’t get sick then. Why, are we going on a boat?”

  “If you like, babe, I’d like to take you for a sunset whale watch.”

  “I would love that.”

  “We need to be there in an hour, so we need to leave right away. Can you be ready?”

  Noelle’s eyes sparkled with excitement. “Yes!” she squealed like a child.

  Will opened a cedar chest and pulled out a lady’s cream-colored wool fisherman’s sweater. “This should fit you.”

  They stopped briefly at a shop down the street from the dock and Will bought them some dinner to take along. Fudge fo
r his chocolate addict baby girl, sandwiches, chips, and drinks. It would be their picnic on the sea.

  At six o’clock they were boarding a sunset whale watching vessel and by eight they had seen the highly endangered Right whale as well as a Finback, two Humpbacks, Minke whales, dolphins, porpoises, seagulls, and puffins all under the most breathtaking pan of gold sunset ever to be seen. Will squeezed Noelle’s hand as they walked down the plank, melded together with the experience of a lifetime just shared between the two of them.

  “How do you top that?”

  “I can think of a few ways.”

  “Me, too.” She kissed him.

  That night, back at the house, Will lit a small fire in the fireplace while Noelle made them hot chocolate and skewered marshmallows.

  “Do you ever wish you could sneak peek the rest of your life so you could make changes now in case a do over is necessary?”

  “No I don’t.”

  “Well, I don’t, either. I guess sometimes I just worry I could be making mistakes, and I realize we only have one life to live and I don’t want to end up old and full of regrets.”

  “First, if you end up old that is success alone.”

  “Well, old doesn’t necessarily mean you made all the right choices.”

  “True. What are we talking about?”

  “Life I guess.”

  “Yours, mine, or ours?”

  Noelle smiled at him. “Ours, yours, and mine.” He gazed at her from his seat by the fire and she held his stare trying to outlast him, finally breaking into giggles. “I’m putting you first, Mr. Will Martin. I hope you noticed that.”

  “Oh, is that what that was?”

  “Yes!”

  “All right. Let’s talk life,” Will challenged.

  “Let’s. You go first. Where do you see yourself in five years?”

  “On a boat far away floating on the sea.”

  “Really?”

  “Why not?”

  “Oh.”

  “Well, where do you see yourself in five years?”

  “Married with children, a husband who loves me very much, and a career I very much enjoy.”

  “Children would imply that you were reproducing quite soon from now.”

  “Yes, it would, wouldn’t it? Maybe I want to revise my five year plan. There are so many choices now that I can see my way out of debt that I’m not sure which path to take.”

  “I’m sorry I gave you the gift of choice. Maybe you’d be better off if I made all your choices for you.”

  Noelle laughed at him.

  “What are your other ideas?” he asked seriously.

  “Oh, I don’t know. Tonight being on the boat and glimpsing the marine world like that was amazing. I can’t imagine living a life where you were constantly mesmerized by the sea.”

  “Maybe you want to join me on my boat.”

  “It might get a little crowded.”

  “Well, we could always land on an island or two. If I needed some time to myself I could drop you off and swing back to pick you up later.”

  “What are we talking about?”

  “The future, dear.”

  “What about for real?”

  “For real, Noelle, I see my future with you. Taking care of you, always. Holding your hand when you need it held. Being there for you when you need me. Loving you. Someday having a family with you. Five years from now, my dream is that we are one.”

  “But we are one.”

  “I’d like us to be. I’ve just started school. You talk about your dream of living in New York. Maybe five years from now we’ll just be memories for each other, but right now, we can dream that we’ve lived our whole lives together, and we’re old.”

  “How old?”

  “Oh, I’m going to die pretty young, so I’ll say fifty. We’re in our fifties and we’ve been together all this time.”

  “All right, but why do you have to die young?”

  “Because I’m still with you love, and you’ll drive me to my death.”

  “Oh, now we’re really getting romantic and while you’re at it, for the record five years from now we will not be just memories of each other!”

  Will got up from his chair and walked over to her. “Put your cup down please.”

  She did and he swatted her on her behind and then caught her in his arms, smashing his mouth down on hers in a kiss that quickly escalated to the floor. Will paused to lay a blanket down for them in front of the fire and Noelle slowly undressed for him by the firelight.

  “Will …” she said as she stood before him in her pink lace panties and nothing else.

  “Yes?”

  “I’m scared, but I think it’s time now.” Noelle turned around giving him the full view of her ass as she slipped off her panties and bent over for him. He reached out and spanked her again, now on her bare skin, causing her to moan.

  “Are you sure?”

  “Yes, sir. I want it to be now.”

  Will left the room and returned with petroleum jelly.

  “Lie down on your stomach.” He undressed and knelt beside her, kissing her shoulders and slowly rubbing her back, leading down to her ass, which he kneaded with his palms. His hand slipped between her legs and he felt her pussy’s wetness. Kneeling behind her, he slid his full erection into her, stroking slowly, leading her up to a climax all the while massaging her asshole with his right thumb and fingers, slowly slipping in with the jelly, covering her asshole with it.

  “Relax, Noelle. I want you to completely relax your body, all the muscles in your body, like you do with yoga.”

  Terrified for what she imagined was about to occur, Noelle tensed and flinched as she felt the girth and rock of his dick pressing down on her virgin asshole. She yelled out scared and was greeted with a spank across her bottom.

  “Shhh …” Will pulled back and calmed her by pressing his hand on her lower back, and then grasping her bare breasts in his hands and gently caressing them until she relaxed under his hold. At ease and aroused, Noelle tentatively lifted her bottom up to him in obedience. Relax and let this happen, she told herself repeatedly.

  “Shhh… Good girl, just relax and it will go a lot easier.” Will whispered in her ear, “You have no idea how much I need to take you here, Noelle. He took her arms in his hands and placed them over her head. Leave your arms here. Don’t move.” And with that he slowly began to enter her asshole, and all the while Noelle fought her natural instinct to clench herself closed, to scream, and to protect herself from this unnatural invasion inside her.

  In denying her natural instinct, she discovered that Will was right. The more she put her trust into him, the more relaxed her body was, and he was able to enter her. At last, after an eternity and feeling completely engulfed by him, possibly being split apart, he was fully inside.

  “Mine. You belong to me, Noelle. Do you hear me?”

  He had complete power of her like this, and she felt a part of him, as they lay her arms now held over her head and his palms pressing down on the back of hands. She let out a tremendous sigh, giving into the tidal wave of orgasm that came from being possessed by him.

  “Yes, Sir.”

  She had never before experienced anything akin to what it felt like to be fully subjugated as she did right now. She was completely at Will’s mercy. He did own her, but because she had such a high level of trust and respect for him, it was right.

  She began to cry tears of happiness, allowing her body to give to him even more. He completely engulfed her. She felt his washboard abs on her back and the tautness of his thighs as he pressed down inside her while sheltering over her completely with his broad muscular chest, arms and shoulders. Noelle wept at the beauty of finally being taken by her lover.

  The power Will held as he lay on top of her with his dick completely immersed in her virgin territory gave him an incredible high. He focused on controlling his need to move, and instead remained still to allow Noelle to adjust to her loss of virginity.

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bsp; She whimpered under him and repeatedly cried, “Will.”

  “I’m going to move inside you now, okay, baby?”

  “Yes, sir.”

  Noelle squeezed Will’s fingers, cupping her hands beneath his, signaling to him that she trusted him and would obey.

  Will began to carefully pull out and press back inside her, and she felt completely washed in love and need for him. He took her wrists in his hands and held them as he stroked inside her, kissing her neck and whispering in her ear, “You are amazing, Noelle, so incredible… I love you, babe. You were a good girl and saved this for me. Now you’re really mine.”

  Will slipped his left hand down to her pussy and slipped his finger inside her. He gently rubbed inside her pussy and she began to moan, coming again, this time all over his hand.

  “Good girl. That’s right. Come for me.”

  And she came again, falling into a spasm of orgasms while he carefully fucked her ass while holding her shivering naked body, building up to release deep inside her, leaving his mark. They stayed together like this for a few minutes before Will pulled out, taking Noelle in his arms and laying with her, legs intertwined for some time in a silent glow.

  * * * *

  They woke up famished. After a leisurely shower, they spent the morning walking through the cobblestone New England streets to the Puffin Café. Together they shared French toast and New England maple syrup, cheese and ham omelets, bacon, and buttered toast, before picking up Will’s dog to hike in Acadia National Park.

  “Last night was beautiful and special. I love you, Mr. Will Xavier Martin,” Noelle said as she fingered the 24 karat gold heart locket Will had put around her neck that morning. They were entering the Beehive Trail for a hike.

  “I agree. Last night was amazing, Noelle. You are beautiful, special, and mine.”

  “Thank you.” She was glowing this morning despite struggling to sit.

  “But Will, when you said that we could be just memories of each other five years from now, it’s hard to believe we’ll end up apart, especially after what we just did. I know we’ve only been a couple for three months, but we live together and we’ve been friends for a lot longer.”