My body cried out for him and I felt feelings rise within me I’d never felt before for anyone. I arched my back and pressed against him, felt a bulge beneath his pants that caused my nether regions to respond. I was suddenly conscious of my body as his fingers traced the small of my back up to my shoulders and neck.
A moan slid from my lips as my arousal grew.
This can’t be happening, I thought as my excitement threatened to overwhelm me. I’d run here to escape from the reality of my life and stepped into a dream that I didn’t want to wake up from.
His hands continued exploring my body and my heart rate continued to grow, as he took hold of my breast. My body took over and I ran a hand down his strong stomach and took hold of his bulge.
This isn’t like you, I thought. None of it was, and that’s what excited me.
But as Jay lifted the hem of my dress and slid his hand between my thighs, a sudden jolt of panic shot through me like an electric shock and I pulled back, breaking our embrace.
“Wait…” I muttered. “Just…can we hang on a second?”
I was looking at his feet, anticipating an angry reaction, but looked up when I heard the tone in his reply.
“Of course we can. Did I do something wrong?”
“No!” I blurted out. “No, definitely not. It’s—it’s not you, it’s me.”
“That sounds an awful lot like a cliché,” he smirked. “But it also doesn’t mean it isn’t true. We can slow it down.”
“Thank you,” I replied. I stood there a moment, head spinning and trying to process what was happening. I was feeling things I’d never felt before and it was happening so fast
, it was like a bolt of lightning had come out of the sky and struck me, and that bolt of lightning’s name was Jay.
“Why don’t we go for a swim?” he asked as he slid out of his t-shirt. I knew it was ridiculous, but my jaw fell open when I got a look at his physique.
Jay was obviously a working man and had the muscles to prove it. His biceps bulged and his chest was thick and taut and as he set his shirt aside, I couldn’t keep my eyes off his abs.
“S—swim?” I stammered as he undid his belt buckle.
“Yeah,” he smiled. “You know how to swim, right?”
“In the ocean?” I asked. “Isn’t it freezing?”
“It’s cold,” he nodded as he let his pants drop and stood before me in nothing but a pair of boxer briefs stretching around his massive bulge. I felt myself blush and hid my face behind my hair. “It doesn’t scare you, does it?”
“What? What doesn’t scare me?!”
“The cold,” he replied. “Why? What else would I be talking about?”
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him slide out of his boxers and kick them aside, and even though I fought desperately not to, I turned and looked.
Jay stood completely naked before me with his hard cock sticking straight out at me. His body was beautiful and I was at a total loss for words. I didn’t even know what to do, so I did the only thing I could do; I stood there like a statue, staring at the most gorgeous man to ever walk the earth.
“You’re not scared, are you?” he repeated, stepping closer. All I could do was shake my head. “Good. Then let’s go for a swim.”
“I—”
“But you won’t want to get that dress wet,” he whispered as he reached out and took hold of my dress and lifted it up. Without thinking, I raised my arms and let him pull it up and off, leaving me standing there in nothing but my panties. He set it aside with his clothes and looked at me.
“It’s only fair if we’re both naked,” he grinned. “But I’ll let you take those off…if it makes you more comfortable.”
“N—no,” I stammered. “I don’t mind…”
“Okay,” he purred. “I’ll do it for you, duchess.”
Duchess? Did he just call me duchess?