Page 63 of Forbidden Eyes
I stand and go up behind her, crushing myself into her frame and not giving her an inch of space to think of anything but me. “You want to think about him?” I ask, pushing my hands into the front of those shorts of hers. “Talk?”
“God, no.”
“Good. Get us the fuck out of here then, so I can get my dick where I want it.”
Thankfully that earns me a giggle, and she floors the beast she’s driving like a fucking expert out further into open waters. I don’t even know how long she goes on for. I’m too busy getting my hands up inside her and laughing as she tries keeping control of the wheel.
“Jesus, Carter. Stop,” she spits at one point, barely holding on as the boat crashes and curves the waves. I brace her tighter to the wheel, using one of my hands to hold her steady against it.
The last thing she’s gonna remember is her father after this boat ride.
“Not so slutty anymore?” I grate, my dick like iron in my jeans.
I tug at her shorts, trying to get them out of the damn way, and glance behind us at nothing but ocean. There’s no one as far as the eye can see, just me and her, and all the blue. “Kill the engine, Fia.”
She does, bringing the boat to a stop, and fidgets her ass as I try wriggling the shorts down far enough for me to get inside her. “You don’t know how much I don’t want this fucking thing on me,” I growl, reaching in my pocket for the condom. “I want you bare, to feel your cunt around me.”
She gasps as I shove her over the wheel and hangs onto it for support at my ferocity. I’m ravenous for her, fucking desperate. Thirty seconds and I’ve rolled the thing on, pressed my dick to her, and driven it so far inside her she buckles over the wheel completely. The groan that comes out of me, my head tipped back, is the loudest I’ve ever let out of my mouth when fucking someone. Everything feels perfect about her. Tight. Soft. Warm. I groan again and look back down at her, watching her fingers whiten as she grips the boat for purchase. The sight of it makes me lean over her, holding her tighter to me, and grab a handful of those breasts on offer.
“Oh, God,” she moans, shunting forward as I fuck in again.
“Rough,” I growl, anchoring her closer to the wheel. Giving her no escape.
That’s what I want. Rough. Aggressive. Quick.
And then we’ll do calm again. Maybe fuck the afternoon away on this boat and talk about life. My hand sweeps the hair off her back and grabs hold of it as I sink my teeth into her flesh, biting my way up her neck so I can get to those lips of hers. They’re just as fucking soft as her cunt, latching onto me as she gasps and groans through them. My hips speed up at the feel of it all, driving my dick in time and time again, so I can get her bruised and sore rather than the nice she’s expecting.
She squirms around me, legs trying to get away from the brutality of it.
She’s not going anywhere.
I crush into her some more, my hands moving to brace her exactly where I want her. One set of fingers on her neck, holding her down across the lower cabin roof, and the others pinning her hip still.
“Carter, please,” she mumbles, her face squashed down against the surface.
I watch her, watch the tension building as I keep going, part of me hoping it fucking hurts her. I want it to hurt, want that pain to stay with her so she remembers who I am when this is done. I prove it by tightening every grip on her I’ve got. My dick slams into her until she starts to shout out as her orgasm builds.
“God, yes,” she gasps. Her arm twists around to touch me.
My head flinches at the contact, a frown dropping as she manages to get inside my mind. “More. Fuck harder.” She grabs my hand from her hip, leading it down to her clit and linking our fingers. “More. Oh, God.”
The feel of her getting involved, her body shaking and nails digging into my fingers as she starts coming around me, makes me greedy for so much more than this. I don’t even know what I want, but I’m having it. My lips grab hold of hers again, tongue pushing in to keep her close to me. I want to feel more of her, feel myself smothering her somehow, and the cum racing through me definitely does. It needs to get deep. Deep in her body. Deep in her head. Sweaty nights. All of them laced with perversion and sin, lust.
The fucking second I feel her shuddering, a high-pitched scream of ecstasy washing through our mouths, I’m coming with her. My ass tenses, muscles trying to keep fucking deeper even though it’s impossible, and I come deep inside her. My head spins, lips still trying to hang onto her for some sense of fucking reality.
The hell is happening to me? I can’t think straight. Something’s different, altered from the norm. I can hardly stand, my legs like damn jelly as my weight leans on her body.
We both pant, lips finally breaking apart as I keep running our joined hands across her clit. She shudders again and bucks backwards into me, letting me move our fingers around my dick slowly moving in and out of her. It feels good. Better than good. Different. I chuckle and run my lips over her neck, licking at the places I’ve bitten into and lingering over the ridges my teeth caused. It all feels good. The heat of our bodies. The silence around us but for the sea lapping the boat.
“Could stay here for a while,” I mutter, still licking at her.
“Forever,” she replies, twisting her neck to watch me.
Mmmm. Why doesn’t that have me backing the fuck up?
Still, I pull out before the asshole condom doesn’t do its job and pull it from me, knotting it. She tries to move the moment I’m out of her. I’ve grabbed her so quick, reaching for the tie-off line at the same time, that she squeals at the contact and laughs. She doesn’t laugh as I start tying it around her wrists though. And she doesn’t laugh as I shunt her back to where she was and attach the rope to the roof so she’s trapped where she’s just been.
“Stay there. Ass available for me,” I say, backing off to slap it. She squeals and scuttles forward, her eyes like daggers as I wander back to the bank of seats to look at the vision. That looks damn good, too. Shorts round her knees. Bikini all rucked up and breasts falling out for me.