“There’s a grotto over this way, lots of low hanging willows and birds. It’s very … romantic.”
“Have you ever had sex on this boat?” I asked despite my better judgment.
“I have.” His voice deepened and slowed.
“How does one go about it?” I acted nonchalant, curious.
“As one would, but more carefully so as not to capsize the watercraft.” He was positively sinister as he steered the boat into a dark and secluded part of the lake.
“Is this where you hack me to bits?” I teased feeling the sexual tension between us rise.
“I can be a little rough, but I wouldn’t go so far as to call it hacking.” He cut the engine and let us just drift. “So, you’re still calling the shots, Ms. Morgan. What did you have in mind?” I swiveled his chair and placed his hands on my hips. I was seated right next to him.
Just that tiny physical gesture had my nerves all in knots. I let my instincts guide me as I stood up and straddled his lap then gently grazed my pant-clad pussy over his already hard cock. He kept his hands on me as I lightly ground down on him just barely abrading his erection.
“A lakeside lap dance is always nice.” His face flushed.
I dipped into him, and his eager mouth opened for mine. I loved the sweet and heady taste of him. My grinding became more ardent as his tongue brought me closer to sexual frenzy. His hands had moved from my hips and slowly migrated up the sides of my sweater to find themselves planted on my breasts, his naughty thumbs each swiped across my nipples, pressing harder and harder until all I could think about was surrendering my breasts to his touch. I needed to get my shirt off. He knew he was doing this to me, just as I was teasing him.
“You’re dangerous,” I broke my kiss to say.
“No more than you are.” He jutted his rock hard cock up into my pants to make a point.
“What can we get away with on a boat?” I asked trying not to sound frantic.
“Anything. It’s Monday; no one is on the lake,” he hotly whispered in my ear.
Not being able to hold myself away from him, I ducked out of my sweater, leaving only my bra, and neatly placed it on the seat beside us. His hot mouth hungrily wet the thin layer of silk between me and the open air. He nibbled and sucked at the tiny bud of my breasts until I was so moist I feared I’d leave an embarrassing mark on his pants, which made me writhe and wiggle on him. Without missing a beat, his mouth moved to my other breast to give it the same treatment as his fingers started a torturous pinching of my abandoned nipple.
Two could play at that game. Since I was already soaking wet for him, I dipped my fingers between my legs and worked to excavate his cock. I was able to unbutton his fly and wiggle his underwear-covered erection free enough to grind on him harder, mashing my entire body weight onto him.
He bit my nipple, and not too softly either. With it still clamped between his teeth, he spoke, “Keep doing that, and I’ll fuck you so hard you’ll end up in a puddle at the bottom of this boat wet, quivering, and spent.” His voice took a sinister tone, which totally did me in.
“I doubt it,” I tempted the beast.
“I dare you to give me permission to fuck you … Kylie.” He held onto my name with lurid darkness that finished me as he released my nipple and pressed his finger hard onto my pussy through my pants.
“I dare you to fuck me … Alec!” I whispered in his ear and bit his earlobe hard.
“That’s permission enough for me,” He grabbed the button on my fly and ripped it free as he jacked my pants down, roughly tugging them over my buttocks, leaving me immediately naked.
What had I gotten myself into?
Chapter 24
Alec
Fuck she made me insane. I yanked down her pants and was not too gently pulling myself out before I realized I was acting like a love-starved maniac. While we were both sexually charged, literally hard fucking her on the boat wasn’t a good move for any future we hoped to have.
I swiped my hand along her wet center and kissed her belly, making her giggle.
“For a second, I thought you might destroy me.” Nerves peppered her laughter.
“For a second I thought I might … but where’s the fun in that? I can’t have you destroyed …” I pinched her clit, and she bucked her head backward angling for breath. “Wet and quivering still works, though.”
I dipped my fingers into her pussy and pumped until she was shaking. It was all I needed as I gently withdrew my fingers and pressed her down onto my cock. She winced some until I had her fully seated on me. I leaned forward and claimed her mouth again as I used both hands to spread her pouty ass cheeks, giving my cock greater access to her wet dripping cavern as I thrust hard into her for a moment then stilled as she sucked in air.