29. Gage #3
I was right. What an asshole. “Please don’t worry about telling me what you want.
You should be happy and satisfied every time.
I want to take care of you.” I take her face in my hands and kiss her gently.
“You're so responsive to me. I love hearing you moan and telling me to fuck you harder like you can’t get enough.” I clasp her hand in mine. “It turns me on even more.”
She looks at me through her long lashes. “I didn’t know it could be like this.”
I want to be honest with her and lay it bare. “It hasn’t been this way for me before.” That’s the truth.
We stay together to kiss and cuddle until her stomach rumbles. “I got us some take out. Let’s eat it now.”
We each use the head, then I grab my shorts and give her one of my t-shirts to put on. It hangs down to her thighs, making her look so petite. A feeling of possession and protection flares in me.
I open the wine and pour two glasses. We pile our plates with the take-out, and sit up in the cockpit to eat our dinner. The sun is beginning to set and the sky is streaked with pink, purple, and orange. We finish and put our dishes on the other side of the bench. This night is perfect so far.
“It’s almost as beautiful as you,” I tell her and I mean it.
“Thank you,” she answers me with a kiss.
We sit in the darkness for a while, her back leaning against me and my arms wrapped around her.
It’s so simple, yet so meaningful. She asks me about the places I’ve been and I list all the Caribbean islands I’ve traveled to, along with a few places in Central and South America.
I want to go places with her too. Maybe.
“Do you love going to new locations?”
“Yeah, the anticipation is exciting, but it can get overwhelming figuring out how to get what I need.”
“If I were to go to the tropics where should I go first?”
“Hmm, probably the Bahamas. They speak English, the people are friendly, and you would look so good on the beaches there.” I squeeze her sides and she squeals. I love that sound.
“I could go down there this winter and you can meet me and show me around,” she says with a grin.
Jesus. That actually doesn’t freak me out. “Yeah, we’d have a really great time together.”
She rests her head on my chest and as the sky darkens further, I name some constellations for her: Hercules, Serpens and Norma.
“Do you know them all?”
“A lot. It was something my dad taught me.”
She takes my hand in hers. “Thanks for sharing that with me.” She turns to kiss my jaw, and says, “Let’s have dessert now.”
I follow her into the cabin expecting to sit at the little built-in table, but she takes the box from the fridge, brings it to my bunk, and sits on the edge of the bed.
I eye her, so she says, “Just lay back against a few pillows.” I hop up and situate myself against the back of the built-in bed.
Light spills in from the main cabin as she crawls over the mattress to straddle me.
My cock twitches knowing she’s not wearing panties.
I stroke her muscular thighs as she tucks them against mine.
“What’s in the box?”
She reaches for it and unties the string as my heart pounds in anticipation.
“You’ll see. I got us something else since I didn’t have time to make you cupcakes.
” She sets it aside, pulls off the shirt and tosses it beside us.
I slide my hands up her torso to her breasts and cover them with my palms. She leans forward and kisses me, sucking my bottom lip between hers.
“I brought you one of my favorite treats.”
Popping open the box, she grabs a cream filled confection as I can’t help but fondle her. “Have you ever had a cannoli?”
I lick my lips. “Maybe?” She feeds me a bite, then takes one for herself. I roll her nipples as she chews and she grinds her hips onto me. “Mmm, I like it.” I hope this is a preview to more.
She takes turns giving me a bite and taking one for herself until it’s done. She sucks the rest of the sweet cream filling off of her fingertip. “Want another one?”
I swallow hard and nod. Blood pools in my crotch, my cock hardening at the sight of her.
“Feed me some more.” My voice is raspy. It’s difficult to stay restrained while she’s in charge here.
Normally, I like to be in the lead. My heart rate is through the roof watching her and doing what she wants. I wonder what she has in store for us.
She takes a second treat out of the box and dips her finger into the cream and twirls it onto her nipple.
Then she does the same thing with her other breast. Fucking Christ. She’s perched naked on my lap ready to ride me and she just put fucking sweet cream on her tits for me to lick off.
Shaking her hair back, she gazes into my eyes while she sucks the cream from her finger.
“Happy belated birthday. Try it like this.”
“God damn, woman.” I sit up, my cock pushing up into her center as it strains in my shorts. Grabbing her tits in my hands, I push them together, as she reaches down to hold my wrists still. I suck the cream off each hard bud, greedily drawing her nipples into my mouth, while she arches forward.
Dropping one hand, she reaches down to run it along her seam. “You make me so wet.” She places her finger inside my mouth, so can I taste her arousal and suck her finger.
“You taste better than this dessert.”