Chapter 13
Stranger on the Beach
Walk on the wild side
Rafael winks at me, amused by my reaction.
Instead of the formal black suit from earlier, he’s dressed in a white linen shirt, tailored trousers, and Converse sneakers. Although it is a more casual look, the clothes make him even hotter.
“I apologize for startling you, miss. But even from a distance, I felt irresistibly drawn to you.”
“What…the…?” I sputter, shocked by this unexpected turn of events.
His smoldering gaze makes my insides quiver when he says, “I would like nothing more than to lose myself in you.”
Rafael already has me under his spell. “How is this possible?”
“I was the one who bid for you.”
“But…”
He raises an eyebrow. “No more questions. Our scene has already begun, and you’ve failed a simple command…twice.”
I blush, realizing he’s been watching me the entire time.
“See that you don’t disappoint me further,” he states with a crooked grin, leaving me to wonder if it’s a reprimand or if he is teasing me.
Running his fingers along my cheek, he informs me in a sultry tone, “This scene is not so different from reality. In essence, we are strangers seeking connection under the hot Brazilian sun.”
“Yes,” I purr, turned on by the idea.
“I had to fight the urge to kiss you earlier,” he says in a husky tone.
“I did, too,” I confess, staring into his dark brown eyes.
“The rules for our scene are simple, Dona Lane. We play out this encounter as two strangers meeting on the beach for the first time. We have an instant and insatiable attraction for one another—with no past history and no future—just this rare moment in time.”
He traces his finger over my lips. “The best part? We are completely alone here, so we can be as loud as we wish.”
My skin still tingles where he’s touched me.
I know nothing about Rafael: What he does for a living, why he drives a fancy sports car, what personal ties he has to the national library, or why he has chosen to scene with me. And there is something incredibly seductive in the mystery of it all.
The chemistry crackles between us, slowly rising with an almost dangerous intensity…
My mystery lover places his hand behind my neck and draws me close so that our lips are nearly touching. He hesitates for a moment before pressing them forcefully against mine. I moan with passion, giving into my desperate need to connect with him.
Parting my lips, I invite him to explore my mouth and moan in satisfaction when he fulfills my wish. He smells of expensive cologne and tastes of masculine desire, and I lose myself in him.
Our embrace is not gentle. Instead, it’s driven by our heightened lust. With nothing to hold us back, our kisses become deeper and more urgent as we run our hands over each other’s bodies.
He has a toned and muscular physique, with a tight, squeezable ass. “The smell of you drives me wild,” I murmur.
His kisses become more impassioned as his hands slip under the hem of my dress and move up my thighs. “I need to feel all of you,” he growls hungrily.
Pulling my dress up over my head, he makes quick work of my bra. When I see his eyes traveling downward, I hold my breath, suddenly feeling self-conscious of my soft rolls. But his lustful smile grows when he notices my thong. “Very sexy…”
Taking my hands, he places them on his chest and commands, “Undress me.”
Wanting nothing more than to see my mystery lover naked, I slowly unbutton his shirt to expose his chest. I find the hair on his chest and his dark Brazilian tan quite a turn-on. I take time running my hands over his chest admiring how sexy he is before I move down to undo his pants.
As I unzip them, I see his hard cock straining against his slim boxers and suck in my breath.
Impatient, he kicks off his shoes and strips off the rest of his clothing, tossing them to the side. Taking my hand, he leads me into the ocean. The water swirls around us as we walk farther out until my toes can barely touch the sand.
I feel weightless in the water as the gentle waves lift me up each time a new one rolls in.
Pulling me to him, he covers me in kisses while his hands explore my naked body under the water. “Have you ever made love in the ocean?” he asks, grabbing under my thighs to lift me higher.
I smile and shake my head, moaning with pleasure when I feel his rigid shaft press against my pussy. Wrapping my hand around his cock, I slowly guide him into me and throw my head back. Looking up at the sky, I cry out in excitement when he thrusts it deep inside.
Our voices rise together in glorious abandon, as I hold on tightly while he clutches my thighs and increases the depths of his strokes. The angle of his thrusts spark a fiery ache deep inside of me.
“I’m ravenous for you,” he growls. Tilting my hips, he lets out a wild cry as he increases the rhythm of his thrusts.
“Yes!” I scream repeatedly, loving the buoyancy of the ocean. Having been a thick and curvy girl for most of my life, I’ve never felt so light…such freedom…before, and I welcome the bruising feel of his hands as he fucks my willing body without mercy.
We both cry out in pleasure when he rams his cock deep inside me and stills his thrusts just before he climaxes. I seek out his lips and kiss him when he comes.
It is so fucking hot!
While most guys need time to recoup after they climax, this man seems energized by it. Leading me out of the water, he guides me to a shady spot near the trees, where I see a mat laid out with a bucket full of ice and water bottles waiting for us.
Offering his hand, he tells me, “Lie down so that I can return the favor.”
I slip down onto it and look up at him in wonder. “Sex in the ocean is exhilarating!”
He winks, warning me with a wicked grin, “This is only the beginning…”
Lying down beside me, he grabs one of the bottles and begins pouring the icy water over my skin. I squirm and giggle at the contrast, goosebumps instantly rising on my skin even as the blazing sun beats down on me.
I gaze at his naked body as he rinses off every inch of me. The prominent veins on the back of his hands are a serious turn-on, and I gratefully surrender to my mystery lover’s care. Once he’s finished, he growls seductively as he grasps my breasts in both hands and teases my hard nipples.
Leaning down, he looks me in the eye as he sucks on one of them.
I whimper in pleasure, my pussy responding to the sensual pressure of his lips.
Reaching between my legs, he discovers I’m dripping wet for him. Giving me a ravenous grin, he changes position, slowly moving his mouth lower and lower until… I hold my breath as I watch him lightly kiss my inner thigh before he settles between my legs.
Letting out my breath, I close my eyes when he lightly licks my clit before kissing it. He soon has me wriggling in pleasure as I surrender to his talented mouth, loving the way he plays with my body as if he has always known it.
“That’s it…” he murmurs gruffly, thoroughly en joying himself as he settles in.
Having fallen under the spell of my lover’s tongue, every lick slowly pushes me closer and closer to climax.
Staring up at the blue sky, I can’t stop smiling, thinking about how this resembles one of my favorite bathtime fantasies, as he runs his hands over my naked body while eating me.
It seems like a dream: this beautiful man making love to my body as I listen to the sounds of waves lapping against the shore and the birds calling out above me.
When he stops for a moment to kiss me, I can taste my wetness on his lips and it excites me even more. Reaching down between my legs he asks, “Are you going to come for me?”
I tremble when I whisper, “Yes…” Closing my eyes, I concentrate on his tongue as he carries me to climax. I don’t resist when the first pulse of my orgasm starts and surrender fully to the glorious feeling of it.
“Good girl,” he murmurs in satisfaction when it ends. He wipes his mouth with a lustful look in his eye and adds, “Now, I want to feel you come around my cock once more.”
I glance down, surprised to see that he is already hard again.
Ordering me to get on my hands and knees, I gratefully comply, eager to be pounded deeply by him.
Oh my God! He doesn’t hold back, grabbing my waist as he thrusts his cock into my pussy and pounds me hard. The two of us scream like crazed animals as we fuck each other with sheer abandon.
“I’m on the brink of coming…are you?” he gasps through gritted teeth.
“I am,” I whimper with anticipation.
But as my whole body begins to shudder with a new and impending orgasm, I see a vision of Leōn’s face. It carries me over the edge, and I experience an intense orgasm like nothing I’ve experienced before!
In my heightened state of arousal, my pussy bathes his cock and I feel him come inside me.
The experience leaves me completely undone, and I lie there panting heavily in a state of blissful confusion.
Why would I think of Leōn now?
Turning to face me, my mystery lover rests his head on his hand and smiles at me.
Grazing his fingers over my body, he says with reverence, “I have always wanted to make love to a curvy, voluptuous woman. Every inch of you is sublime, and exactly what a woman should be…not skin and bones with large breasts that feel unnatural.”
He cups my left breast in his hand. “Soft and pliable, just as God intended.”
Pushing away all thoughts of Leōn from my mind, I smile when I tell him, “I’ve often had fantasies of having sex on the beach, but not one of them came anywhere close to this.”
He chuckles huskily. “Fortunately, the two of us have hours of pleasure yet to explore…”
I am completely satisfied and totally spent by the time the truck returns to the beach several hours later. For the first time since we started this scene, Rafael breaks his own rule. As he walks me up to the truck, he asks with a mischievous grin, “Would you have scened with my stand-in?”
“Yes,” I answer in all seriousness.
“Is that so?” he says, sounding surprised.
I nod, glancing at the overly tall man sitting in the driver’s seat, waiting for us. “I came here to serve and make no judgments on whichever Dominant offers the winning bid.”
“Admirable,” he replies, then raises an eyebrow. “But were you glad it was me?”
I chuckle lightly and stare into his dark brown eyes when I answer. “I will always remember this day with great fondness.”
He takes my hand and kisses it. “A true lady through and through.”
I find it hard to say goodbye when the time comes for us to part on the runway, but words prove unnecessary.
Rafael lifts my chin and gives me one final kiss which is intimate and full of longing, then watches in silence as I board the jet.
Still flying on the pleasant high of our encounter, I groan inwardly when I enter the plane and hear Nash going on and on about his scene with a famous Dominatrix known throughout Brazil. From his boisterous descriptions, it would seem she was equally enamored with him.
Russo nudges Nash. “Do you think she might make a play for you?”
He answers smugly, “Wouldn’t be surprised.”
I look away so he won’t catch me rolling my eyes. He’s delusional if he thinks a newbie sub would ever be a good match for someone of her stature. But thankfully, it’s not my problem.
I have troubles of my own…
Headmaster Wallace has said nothing about Anton to me. But he also shows no outward sign of being worried and I recall the confidence he seemed to have that his friend would be all right.
So, I lean my head against the window, making yet another desperate plea for Anton’s safe return. I’m grateful I came on this trip, but a part of me feels guilty that I had such a fantastic experience when Anton’s whereabouts are still unknown. Still, I trust Anton would be pleased.
Unfortunately, that’s not the only thing that has me distraught.
I also haven’t been able to stop thinking about Léon…