Below Deck (Anchored 5)

I need her.

I place my hands on her hips. Her body stills; her breathing quickens. She stays silent, and for a moment, I just look at her. The lights are low, but I can see all of her. June is curvy and sweet.

“You look good enough to eat, darling,” I murmur. “But I’m going to finish undressing you now.”

“I’d like that.”

I run my hands down the outside of her legs until I reach her feet. Then I slide her shoes off one at a time and set them gently by the closet. When I return, I rub her thighs for a moment before unbuttoning her jeans and sliding them off of her body. I toss them aside and then come back for her panties.

“You’re wet,” I murmur, running my finger over the front of the black fabric.

“That’s your fault,” she says, and I laugh.

“Oh, I suspected you were a bratty sub, but I really had no idea, did I?”

“I’m more than just a sub,” she says quietly, and I realize she wants to talk about the fact that she doesn’t fit into a box. Of course she doesn’t. June is a switch, through-and-through, and if we’re going to pursue a relationship, she’s going to have needs I can’t fulfill for her.

“I know that,” I tell her. “Tell me how this played out in your other relationships.”

“I suppose it didn’t,” she says. “Not really. I’ve been with men before, but anytime I brought up me dominating them or even getting a sub of my own, the relationship sort of fizzled.”

“I’m not going to lie to you, June, but I most likely will never be comfortable with the idea of you dominating me in bed.”

“I understand,” she says, and she sounds resigned.

“But if you want a sub of your own for us to play with together, or for you to play with on your own, that’s fine with me.”

Her eyes pop open, and she smiles. She looks like a little kid who just got a puppy on Christmas morning.

“Really?”

“Really.”

“You’d do that?”

“Monogamy isn’t that important to me, honey. I’ll stay faithful to you, June, if that’s what you want, but if you want us to play with other people, we can discuss that all later. We don’t have to decide anything right now.” I move my right hand up to her breast and cup it, playfully bouncing it softly.

“Oh,” she closes her eyes again and moans.

“Besides,” I tell her. “These breasts are so pretty. I’d love to see a pretty submissive sucking on them and playing with them for you.”

“You’d like that?” She whispers, groaning.

“Oh, very much, June.” I move my left hand and cup her other breast, bouncing this one, too. “I’d love to see somebody worshipping your body just as I’m about to.”

“Ryder,” she whispers, and her eyelids flutter, but she doesn’t move. She just stays still as I touch her, as I play with her, as I fall just a little more in love with her.

Chapter 9

June

His hands shouldn’t feel this good on me, but they do.

I shouldn’t feel as comfortable with his touch, yet somehow, it’s like Ryder and I were made to do this. Usually, when I’m with a new partner, we set boundaries and ground rules and make plans for how things are going to work, but with Ryder, everything just feels so right.

With him, I feel like we can just make it up as we go, and it’s kind of a freeing feeling.

Knowing I’m safe with him makes this so much easier, so much smoother, and I close my eyes, melting back onto the bed. He moves his hands over my breasts, playing with them expertly. Every so often, he pinches one of my nipples. I bite my lip an try not to moan, but I’m too far gone for that.