Ben
We set sail just as the sun is starting to dip down in the sky. Lila sits sideways on the long, wide, cushioned bench with her leg propped up. She watches me as I stand at the wheel. I glance at her every few seconds, unable to keep my eyes on the horizon. It’s a perfect evening for sailing—just calm enough so that the water is smooth but with just enough wind to allow for a bit of speed. When we reach the spot I had in mind, I put the sail down and drop the anchor. From here, we have a spectacular view of the island if you turn to the right, and the sunset if you look left.
Opening the cooler, I get out a couple of beers. I pop the lids off them and hand one to Lila, keeping one for myself.
“You really were listening. You remembered I don’t like wine.” She says.
“I was and I did. I remember everything you told me last night. Every expression on your face…”
She smiles shyly.
Seating myself next to her, I lean over and give her a long kiss. She responds just how I knew she would, parting her lips to invite more. I hold her cheek with one hand, running my thumb along her soft skin. “How’s your ankle?”
“Good. I can hardly feel it.” Her voice is thick with emotion and I’m pretty sure that emotion is lust.
“Lila, I have to tell you something and it might determine what happens tonight.”
Her face falls.
“I nee
d you to know that I’m not looking for some one-week affair with you. There’s something about you that is so different than any girl I’ve met before. I know we only met yesterday, but I already know in my bones that this is something more.” I search her face for understanding, hoping she won’t think I’m crazy.
“I know what you mean. I told Gina that last night was the date of a lifetime, and it was at Denny’s.”
I chuckle, then kiss her hard on the mouth. “So, you can feel it, too.”
Lila nods and whispers, “Yes.”
I lean in, letting my mouth hover inches from hers. “I hope that’s the first of many yeses I’ll hear from you.”
“That depends. Are you just with me because you want to try out a full-sized girl?”
My head snaps back. “No. Who would do that?”
“My last boyfriend.”
“What an asshole.” Rage fills my muscles as I think of her having a jerk boyfriend. “I’m with you because I’m drawn to you. You’re like a lighthouse on a stormy sea.”
“Wow. That was…good.” Her eyes flick down to my lips as she moves in closer.
Just before I kiss her, I say, “I meant every word. I promise.”
Our mouths move together, tongues searching. We stay like this, just kissing, until I’m hard as a rock and my veins are coursing with longing. I pull away long enough to take her beer from her and put both our drinks in the cup holders built into the boat. Turning back to her, I kiss her again, pulling her down so she’s laying flat on the bench. I lay on top of her, propping myself up on one elbow so as not to crush her. I use my other hand to explore her body over the top of her dress. My hand runs over her curvy hips and her big, perky breasts. I skim my fingertips along the low-cut collar, feeling the silky skin of her chest. Lila moans, running her hands over my chest and abs, then down to my pants, where she finds my waiting bulge.
I kiss her neck and up to her earlobe, stopping to make her a little crazy with my teeth on her earlobe. Making my way down her body, I drop to my knees at the end of the bench, then pull her toward me so her bottom is close to the edge. Running my hands up her bare legs, I let them disappear under her skirt and glide along her inner thighs.
“Is this okay?” I ask, looking up at her face.
She nods, breathless as she stares back at me.
“I’m going to make you feel so good, you’ll never want another man’s tongue again.”
“I already don’t.”
“Just wait.” I lift her dress up and out of my way, then spread her right leg to the side so I can gain access. She’s wearing a tiny, pink lacey thong that does something very real to my cock. “Oh, you look good.”
Running my tongue up her inner thighs, I lick the outline of her panties, then slide the lace aside so I can see her pink, plump flesh. I start with a few soft kisses, then glide my tongue over her already soaked skin. She’s ready for me and I’ve hardly done anything to earn it. I slide two fingers inside and she bucks her hips and groans with pleasure. Using my hand and my mouth, I suck, lick and finger her until she’s ready to come.