Page 44 of Meeting Her Mate

Then he turned to me, standing close enough that I could feel his breath on my face.

“How can I ever thank you for this?” He whispered.

“Will, come on, it’s not a big deal,” I said, but these words came out of my mouth on their own. There I was, entranced again, captivated by his presence so close to me. My body was tingling, and my extremities were jittery.

“Your capacity to be kind to me continues to amaze me,” he said. Then he lifted his hand and placed it under my chin. He tilted my face up till both our faces were perfectly aligned. “How can someone be so kind to someone who has treated them so badly?”

“Will…” I pleaded, unable to foresee what was going to happen.

“You are not like any person I have ever met,” Will said. “You are—”

He never finished his thought. Instead, he grabbed me by my waist and pulled me closer to him. I pressed myself against him, and our lips touched.

This time, there was no inhibition in our kiss. I kissed him fiercely, and he returned the favor, running his hands over my body, my lips in his mouth, and sucking on them.

A moan escaped me as the pleasure started blooming all over my body. I raised my hands to his face, cupping his cheeks, feeling his hair, grabbing the nape of his neck, my body burning with desire.

He cupped my breasts gently in his hands, caressing them as he glided his grip from my chest to my waist, from my waist to my hips, and then he lifted me by my hips, pressing my body against his.

I could feel him stiffen. His hard shaft bulged against my inner thigh. I wound my arms around his neck and hoisted myself up till he was lifting me in his arms. He passionately pinned my body against the wall of the cabin, making the entire boat swoon as he pressed me harder against the wall, burying his face in the small of my neck, kissing, licking, sucking, cherishing the taste of my skin on his tongue.

“Will!” I moaned.

This sudden utterance broke our sexual reverie. He looked at me with concern, then whispered, “What?”

“I have never done this before,” I panted.

“Neither have I,” he said, then kissed me on my mouth, and our tongues clashed. I could still taste the Slurpee on his tongue, and the sudden introduction of that flavor in my mouth turned me on even more than I already was.

I was back on my feet now. Will was gazing at me with a look that I had never seen before. It was a look of love. Unmistakably. Being with him here felt right. I could feel myself forgiving his previous lapses in the wake of this new persona that had awoken inside him. All I wanted to do was to accept him and for him to accept me.

But so much was left unspoken as we embraced each other again, smothering the other with our kisses.

I could feel wetness emerging between my legs. Underneath my shirt and my bra, my nipples were getting hard. The primal part of me, the part that was on autopilot, guiding my intuition, wanted me to take off my shirt and my bra and show him my breasts.

I took off my shirt and flung it across the cabin. Will held my body in his hands as I took off my bra. He lowered his face to my breasts, kissing them first, then playing with my nipples, gently licking them, taking them in his mouth, and pressing his lips firmly against them.

Pleasure throbbed in my chest as he handled my breasts with his warm hands. But it wasn’t enough. I needed more. As if he was reading my mind, he took off his shirt, revealing a toned body riddled with scars. Right now, I wasn’t fixating on the scars. My mouth was becoming wet looking at his pecs, his ripped abs, and his muscular arms. I let myself loose on him, kissing his body with a ferocity that would leave hickeys later.

In the midst of all this, our pants came off till we were lying next to each other on the wooden floor of the swaying ship, only in our underpants. Even in the little light, I could make out the shape of his erection bulging in his underpants. I wanted to touch it.

I wrapped my hand around his cock, gently squeezing it and gasping audibly when it twitched in my hand. Will slid off his underpants, now lying next to me entirely nude.

I promptly responded in kind, taking off my panties and throwing them on top of the pile of clothes.

Skin to skin, we lay onto each other, feeling every part of each other’s body that our hands could reach, kissing each other with a deepening intensity that left us hoarse.

Out of the periphery of my vision, I saw his penis twitching wildly as my nude body slid over his. It was fascinating and also the first actual dick I’d ever seen. When I slid down between his knees to take a closer look at his glistening member, his immaculate shaft, and the shiny tip, my mouth became wetter than it already was.

I kissed his cock, slobbering it with spit, then gently wrapped my lips around the tip, feeling it fill my mouth. Above me, Will moaned loudly as I let his cock go further into my mouth. My tongue slid against his shaft, and my lips wound tight around the tip. My mouth was filled with his scent and the salty taste of his throbbing penis.

Will wasn’t lying idly as I sucked him; his fingers found their way between my legs, touching me where I yearned to be touched. His gentle prodding and fingering unleashed a carnal pleasure unlike I had ever felt before. My eyes welled up with tears of pure pleasure as I moaned louder and louder, my voice echoing in the empty chamber.

The next thing I knew, I was lying on my back, my eyes closed, my hands on my breasts, and Will’s head between my legs, kissing my pussy, gently licking away at its wetness, sending waves upon waves of cresting pleasure up my vagina and into the rest of my body.

In yet another haze of fleeting motions, he was lying on top of me. My legs were parted open, and his cock was on the brink of penetration. I grabbed his head and lowered it till our lips were locked again and our tongues swirling around in each other’s mouths.

Then he slid in me slowly. At first, there was pain, sharp enough to draw a small yelp. But as he thrust himself deeper into me, the pain gave way to a profound sexual pleasure deep within my body. I lifted my legs and wrapped them around his hips, trapping him in this position so his only recourse would be to thrust and thrust.