Pat let out a roar of laughter. “Damn. She doesn’t know about your sailing days I take it.”
Shaking my head, I let out a chuckle. “No, she doesn’t. The boat has autopilot so it sails straight while I raise or lower the sails.”
“Have fun, kids!” Pat called out as he began walking back down the dock.
I started getting things ready to start sailing when Sierra grabbed my arms. “Aaron, I’m deathly afraid of the ocean. I mean, I’m not that great of a swimmer. Oh sure, I took lessons and all, but when it came right down to it, I had a massive crush on the teenage boy who was teaching us. I spent more times sitting on the side of the pool watching him and his abs more than I did anything else. I . . . I can’t swim that great.”
Dropping her mouth open, Sierra shook her head. “What if you need my help? Like to dive into the water and do something?”
Sierra’s voice was laced with fear. Pulling my head back, I asked, “Why would I need you to dive into the water?”
Shaking her head, she bit down on her lower lip. “Dunno. What if you do? Then what? We’ll be stuck! Stuck in the middle of the ocean and I’m pretty sure there is like no cell phone coverage out there.”
Laughing, I pulled Sierra into my arms. “Sierra, I promise you I won’t make you dive into the water. We won’t go out far and I swear I won’t make you swim.”
Chewing on her lower lip, Sierra nodded her head. “Okay.” Helping Sierra onto the deck, I smiled when she let out a gasp. The table on deck was covered in food. Chocolate covered strawberries, fruit, cheese and every kind of bread you could think of. A bottle of wine was in an ice bucket chilling.
“Oh my . . . so . . . beautiful.”
Walking up to her, I wrapped my arms around her. “Yes you are, baby.”
Turning in my arms, Sierra’s eyes grew glassy. “I’ve never had anyone do anything like this before. You . . . you are to good to be true, Aaron.”
Shaking my head, I leaned over and gently kissed Sierra’s lips. “I’ve waited so long for you, Sierra. You have no idea how long I waited.”
A single tear rolled down Sierra’s face as I kissed it away. “Let me show you down below.”
“Oh I’ve seen it and I’m very impressed, Mr. Walker. But if you want to whip it out, I’m totally down for that.”
Laughing, I grabbed her hand and led her to the stairs. Walking down into the cabin, Sierra let out a gasp.
Wood covered everything from floor to ceiling. The half-moon shaped bench was to our left. There was a dining table with three chairs on the other side of the bench. To our right was a white sofa. Just beyond that was the kitchen area.
Sierra walked further in and ran her hand along the white sofa to our right. Spinning around, she said, “Holy shit. It’s huge down here!”
Letting out a chuckle, I nodded my head. “Yeah, it is. My father had the whole thing remodeled right after he bought her.”
Sierra looked all around as she whispered, “It’s beautiful.”
Whispering against her neck, I said, “I’ll show you my room in a little bit.”
“Your room? How many rooms are down here?” Sierra asked with wide eyes.
“Three cabins and three bathrooms.”
“Wow,” Sierra mumbled as we headed back up on deck.
After getting way and hoisting the sails, I motioned for Sierra to come stand with me behind the wheel as I started to give Sierra a lesson in sailing.
“Sailboats cannot sail directly into the wind, so we need to keep an eye on the telltales.”
Nodding her head, Sierra said, “Okay, don’t go directly into the wind. What are telltales?”
Pointing up, I said, “The wind indicator. When the wind is at your back and side, that’s the best point of sailing as both sails are full of wind and pushing the boat at full force.”
Nodding her head, Sierra looked up at the sails. “Just be careful because the boom can change sides suddenly and come across the cockpit fast and hard.”
“Mmm . . . I like fast and hard,” Sierra said as she pushed her ass into me.
Grinning, I pulled her closer to me. I wanted to get out of the bay and out into open water before we stopped and I had my way with her.
“How far out are we going in the ocean, Aaron?” Sierra asked.
I could hear the fear in her voice. “Not far, it’s a beautiful day for sailing and the oceans calm, but we’ll stay close to the shore. I promise.”
Nodding her head, she looked around as we glided across the water. Taking in this moment, I smiled as I kissed the back of her head.
This day was going to be perfect.
Forty minutes later, I was throwing out the anchor just off shore of a private island. I knew if we could still see land, Sierra would most likely feel safer.
“How deep is the water here?” Sierra asked as she looked over the side of the boat.
“Probably about eighty feet,” I said as I secured the anchor.
Sierra turned and gave me the sexiest grin. “Is there a motor on the back of the boat?”
Laughing, I walked over to her and placed my hand on the side of her face. “Yes. The back of the boat is called the aft.”
Narrowing her eyes, she tilted her head. “Damn that turns me on.”
Lifting my eyebrows, I continued. “Really?”
“The front of the boat, what’s it called?” Sierra asked as she placed her hands on my chest.
“The bow.”
Moving her hands down, she began to unbutton my shorts. “What’s this side of the boat called?”
“The port,” I said as I held my breath while anticipating Sierra’s touch.
“The right side?”
Licking my lips, I stared at her neck as I watched her pulse picking up. “Starboard.”
Pushing her hand into my shorts, Sierra wrapped her hand around my hard dick as she looked into my eyes.
“What other terms should I know, Mr. Walker? You know, if I find myself out to sea again.”
“Windward,” I said as my voice cracked.
Sierra’s eyes lit up. “I take it that has to do with the wind.”
Nodding my head, I attempted to keep myself from ripping her clothes off and fucking her right there. “Direction the wind is blowing.”
Raising her eyebrows, Sierra purred, “Blowing, huh?”
Swallowing hard, I closed my eyes as Sierra pushed my shorts down and dropped to her knees. Grabbing her hair, I began to pump into her mouth as she sucked on my dick. Rolling my eyes into the back of my head, I let out a moan.
Fucking hell. I never wanted this day to end.
THE FEEL OF AA
RON MOVING in and out of my mouth was heavenly. I wasn’t much of a blowjob kind of girl, but shit, I was so turned on by him talking all Popeye the sailorman, I couldn’t help myself.
Aaron reached down and pulled me back as he lifted me. “I need to be inside you, now.”
Aaron quickly picked me up and carried me below deck. Walking through the living area, he turned to the left and opened the door. Setting me down, Aaron quickly began to undress me as I looked around the cabin Aaron called his.
Wow. Just Wow. It was beautiful.
The wood floors and walls were the same beautiful dark wood as the rest of the space below. The bedding was all white with about six white pillows placed at the headrest. I imagined myself being able to sleep soundly down here. There was a small sofa to the right of the bed, perfect for snuggling up and reading a good book.
Holy hell. This boat must have cost his father a fortune. Right above the bed was a skylight. I could stay here for days upon days.
Turning, I looked to see Aaron standing there completely naked. “You were mesmerized by the room and I didn’t want to waste time.”
Giggling, I pushed my hands through his hair and tugged as his lips found mine.
Lifting me up, Aaron carried me over to the bed. Gently placing me down on it, he looked tenderly into my eyes. “I can’t wait to make love to you, Sierra.”
Smiling, my heart felt as if it was about to burst. Aaron moved his lips down my body as he took a nipple into his mouth. Arching my back, I relished in the pleasure. Turning to the side, a picture caught my eye as I tried to focus on it. It was a picture of Aaron’s family. Probably taken on one of their combined vacations with his ex-girlfriend Sandy since she was in the picture.
Turning away, I tried to push it from my mind. How many girls had Aaron been with on this boat? The thought had my stomach turning.
Aaron’s lips moved down my body as he moved closer to my clit.
Stop thinking about it, Sierra. It doesn’t matter. None of them matter.
Gripping onto the sheets, I sucked in a breath as Aaron swiped his tongue across my clit.