11. LYCA
Chapter 11
LYCA
I t was getting late, and most people had already left the party. I hadn’t intended to stay long myself, but I found myself caught up in conversations. I have to admit, I haven’t allowed myself to have this much fun in a long time.
Though I had been ready to leave, I couldn’t make myself leave without personally giving Xander the present I had brought for him. Balancing the large box in front of me, as I went up to the top deck. Someone had told me he could be here somewhere.
The wind appeared to be stronger here, blowing my hair all over and causing my tresses to whip around my face. But amid the strands blurring my vision, I found him. I saw him standing by the metal railing, looking over the ocean, watching the waves in silence, and seeming to be deep in thought.
“Hi, Xander,” I greeted, my voice tinged with a hint of nervousness as I approached him. “Great party! I, um... I wanted to give you something before I go.”
He turned to face me, his expression curious yet welcoming as he met my gaze. “Hey, Lyca. I didn’t realize you were still here…”
I extended the rather large gift box toward him, hoping he would appreciate it. I didn’t want him to think, though, that I had taken a lot of time choosing that present. Though I didn’t want to admit it, I had spent quite some time selecting the present, wanting it to be just right. “It's just a little something,” I explained, my words tumbling out in a rush. “I came across it accidentally at the mall, and I thought you might like it.”
Xander's eyebrows lifted in surprise as he accepted the gift, his fingers skillfully untying the ribbon to reveal the contents inside. His eyes widened in astonishment as he gazed at the personalized racing helmet nestled within the box, with a blend of gratitude and disbelief.
“Wow,” he murmured, his voice filled with genuine appreciation. “This is... incredible. You didn’t have to, but… thank you.” As he carefully examined the intricacies of the helmet, a smile tugged at the corners of his lips. “You know,” he teased, a playful glint in his eyes, “I have a feeling this might just bring me good luck for my next race.”
The comment made me blush a little. “I hope so.”
He stepped closer, his intense gaze seemingly drilling a hole into my eyes. “Lyca, stay and have some wine with me. We haven’t talked in a while.”
“Uh…” I hesitated, but he was already gesturing to a passing waiter to get us two glasses of wine.
In a short while, I found myself sitting on some lounge chairs on the deck under the stars, drinking wine with Xander Ryan, my pesky neighbor who’s now sort of my boss too. After all, even though he wasn't my direct superior, he was essentially the son of Mr. Don Steele. So yes, if I considered that angle, it would appear that he was also my boss.
So why the hell am I drinking wine with my boss… alone on the deck under a sky full of stars?
Aloud, I said, “I saw some of your old party buddies leaving. Why didn’t you go with them? Don’t you miss the life you used to have?”
“No, that was never really me.” I was surprised at his answer. Then he continued, “I like to have fun, but not… in that way. It was only Phil and some others who liked wild partying. I just went along.”
“And the women?” I couldn’t help asking, trying to sound like I was just making a casual conversation. In reality, I was remembering the model-like women in those skimpy outfits who’d come out of his apartment the morning after a party.
Xander laughed. “What do you mean? Well, I like women, yes. But not in the way you think. I don’t do casual hook-ups and that sort of thing.”
“Really…” I trailed off, my face probably reflecting my doubts.
He chuckled, the sound of his voice sending chills all over my body. “Yeah, really. Honestly. Those women whom Phil invited to the parties in my apartment? I never hooked up with any of them.”
“But why?” I wondered, laughing but feeling quite relieved, for some reason. In my heart, I could tell that he was being truthful.
He shrugged. “There’s no challenge, I guess. I don’t like women who come on too strong or who chase after me.”
“Like Phoebe, you mean?” I asked with a meaningful grin.
He grinned back. “Yeah, like Phoebe.”
“She’s been missing you, you know.”
Xander laughed, moving closer to me and making my heart race as his fingers casually grazed mine. “Sorry, but I’m missing someone else.”
His words made my heart jump. Oh, shit. He’s flirting with me, and it’s making me… I don’t know how to describe how I’m feeling right now.
“Oh,” was all I said. I didn’t dare to ask who he was referring to.
But then, he leaned closer, almost touching my face with his. In a whisper, he said, “I’m missing you, Lyca. How you get pissed at me, how I get pissed at you. That sort of shit.”
I laughed, but my heart was beating so hard I could practically hear it in my ears. He laughed too, shifting his position so that our knees were rubbing against one another.
I’m going crazy. This is fucking insane.
My libido was rising, and the temperature in my body was going completely off the roof.
“But how can I argue with you now that you’re sort of my boss too?” I said jokingly.
“Oh, right. Now that sucks.”
We burst out laughing. Our wine was almost all gone, and the waiter arrived to refill our glasses.
I wasn’t sure how many minutes or even hours went by after that. I had lost track of time because surprisingly, this man whom I’d thought was an asshole turned out to be a very interesting person. I felt myself greatly drawn to him at that moment. We ended up chatting and laughing like old friends.
As we talked, it seemed like he was moving closer to me. The entire yacht was quiet now, and it appeared like most people had gone home already. The nearest shore was far away, just a teeny-weeny line of lights in the distance. It was like we were marooned on some island, just the two of us. Alone.
“I never thought I’d be talking to you like this, Lyca,” Xander suddenly uttered, his gaze intensifying and making my heart go off again like some ticking bomb. “I’m enjoying your company, honestly…” He trailed off, then raised his hand to touch my cheek, causing shivers to run down my limbs.
“Me too, surprisingly,” I whispered. My heart was pounding so hard that it felt like my chest might burst.
Time seemed to stand still as he leaned closer and closer, and eventually pressed his lips against mine. As soon as we kissed, fireworks erupted in my entire body. Our arms wrapped around each other and the kiss immediately became very passionate… torrid… fiery…
Our tongues went into each other’s mouths, meeting in an erotic dance that set my body ablaze. I dug my nails into the back of his neck as we continued to kiss, rubbing against each other.
And before I knew it, he’d turned me around and was trailing his lips down my neck with fleeting kisses, his warm breath and moist lips combining to arouse me tremendously. I could feel the wetness pooling between my legs.
“I’ve always wanted to kiss you like this, Lyca,” he murmured, his words rolling off my skin like a velvety touch. “You make me so…” He did not continue the sentence, but his actions spoke louder than words.
I felt his hand sliding down my shoulders and slipping inside my strapless dress. I gasped but didn’t stop him. Slowly he caressed each of my breasts, his thumb circling each nipple and making it taut. All I could hear were our rapid breaths and the gentle lapping of the sea below us. We were illuminated by the shining stars above, watching us give in to the temptation that had been beckoning us for long.
His other hand snaked past the high slit of my dress, crawling toward my fervid wetness. He tugged at my flimsy, lacy underwear, easily pulling it down. I turned my head to face him in shock, and he responded by kissing my mouth aggressively. In my mind, there was a faint warning bell that had gone off, but it was fading away so quickly.
“Xander…” I breathed, wanting to tell him to stop. But I wanted this too. I haven’t been touched like this for so long.
A moan escaped my throat as I felt the small piece of fabric drop down my legs, allowing Xander’s hand full access to my steamy cunt. His fingers massaged the folds of skin at the entrance then gently pushed inside, triggering a wave of heated sensations to shoot across my core.
Something was screaming inside my head. You can’t do this, Lyca! This is not right!
I pulled away at once. “Sorry, I have to go,” I mumbled hastily before turning to leave.
“Wait, Lyca,” Xander called behind me.
No, I couldn’t stay another second. I ran down the stairs and found myself in a dark hallway that led to what appeared to be a small living room.
“Lyca!” I heard Xander again, right before he caught up to me.
Sighing, I turned around. “We can’t, Xander,” I told him.
But to my bewilderment, he cupped my face with both his hands and kissed me again. The explosion of emotions and sensations within me was overwhelming, taking over all my senses and erasing the doubts and fears in my head. He pulled me close and began licking my neck and then moving his lips down to the top of my dress. With one swift movement, he pulled down the top of my dress, revealing my heaving breasts. He didn’t waste any more time, his tongue instantly exploring every inch of them and then sucking my nipples hard.
My fingers got buried in his tousled hair, my eyes wild with lust, and my body burning with intense desire. Quickly, he bent and moved downward as he raised the skirt of my gown and planted his mouth between my legs. That’s when I remembered that my underwear had been left on the top deck.
“My… my…” I tried to say, but he’d blown hot air into my entrance, making me forget what I was about to utter.
“It doesn’t matter,” he replied before sticking his tongue into me, causing rapid electric currents to enfold my whole being.
“Oh, fuck…” I gasped. It egged him on. He circled and stroked my sweet spot with his tongue, later on inserting two fingers to add more intensity.
At the back of my mind, I was afraid that someone might come along and see us. But the sensations were much too strong, and I could feel myself peaking. He lifted one of my legs just a little bit and kissed my pussy like it was my lips, repeatedly stroking, licking, and carrying me to unimaginable sensations.
I let out moan after moan, intertwined with my short breaths, until finally, a soft and long scream came out of my mouth. I felt the climax engulfing me, making my whole body shudder and my legs turn to jelly.
Right after that, he lifted me in his arms and carried me into the nearest room. It was dim, but the moonlight streaming through the window illuminated his beautiful form and his gorgeous face. He threw me on the bed in a rough manner and briskly undressed. I was enthralled by his striking physique, his muscular chest gleaming in the dark. And his great hardness sticking out confidently, ready to penetrate me.
I was lost in the moment, following his lead as he stroked the length of his shaft. I opened my legs and began to masturbate as well. His fierce gaze moved from my eyes and down my entire body to between my legs. I could see his face showing the hunger, the sensuality, the desire.
He climbed on top of me, took the finger I’d inserted inside me, and put it in his mouth, licking it completely and making me quiver with anticipation. He spread my legs apart and entered me very slowly, his eyes locking with mine as he did. He took his time filling me until he’d reached deep within. And as the seconds trickled by, I felt his hardness growing and expanding, rubbing against my walls and bringing me to ecstasy.
Suddenly, the gentle and cautious movements had shifted to ravenous and unrestrained. Our bodies moved in unison, rocking together with wild, aggressive motions, rising and falling and bursting into waves of sexual desires and gratification.
I felt myself climbing once again, reaching my climax. His groans became frequent, and his breathing hastened. Then he let out a deep-throat moaning sound as I felt him explode inside me. Just then, I also reached my orgasm as I arched my back to meet his deep, extreme pleasure.
I closed my eyes as we lay there, spent. And soon, I was dreaming of zooming across hillsides on a race car with Xander.