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  “Stay.” He stepped back.

  She turned her head and glanced over her shoulder. “Where are you going?”

  “I’m right here.” He twirled his finger in the air. “Turn around and close your eyes.”

  Debbie followed his orders. Her hair blew back in the breeze coming off the water and reminded him of a ribbon floating away in the wind. He must pin her down before she too drifted away.

  “Are your eyes shut?”

  She nodded.

  “Keep them closed. Don’t open them.” He stepped up behind her.

  Despite her long, lean body, the top of her head barely reached his chin. He ran his hands along the sides of her ribs, her waist, and settled on the flare of her hips. Jesus, that little indention fit the size of his hands perfectly. Ideal handles to hold her steady as he watched his cock slide into her pussy from behind.

  “Pay attention to how your body reacts to my hands.” He slid his hands down the sides of her legs. “I can feel you come alive and tremble under my touch.”

  She inhaled deeply and let her head fall back on her shoulders.

  “That’s it. Just let yourself enjoy the way I can make you feel.” His lips skimmed the sensitive skin between her shoulder and neck. “How does that feel? Good?”

  “Mm…” She leaned back against his chest.

  He wrapped one arm around her waist, the other around her upper body, and cradled her close. “It’s a beautiful night. Look out across the water.”

  Debbie’s hand caressed his arm. “Yes.”

  “It’s up to you, love. Will you trust me enough to make this a night you’ll never forget?”

  Her fingers tightened, and she pressed her ass into the front of his slacks. “Oh God, yes.”

  Kissing her shoulder, he let his arms fall and then stepped back away from her. “Stay right there. Don’t move.” He slid his hands into his pockets and rubbed his lips together. “You are exquisite.”

  He sunk his hand into her thick locks. “Ready?”

  She nodded, keeping her back toward him.

  “Take off your blouse.”

  She squeaked.

  “No, don’t hesitate. Take it off and throw it into the water.” He waited, but she didn’t move. “Now, baby.”

  Her arms rose, her hands moving to the front of her shirt. She blew her breath out. He smiled. She wanted this. Hell, he wanted this.

  In slow motion, she rotated her shoulders enough for her to slide the blouse off her back. He moaned. Finally, he’d be able to view those nipples that tempted him earlier through her blouse.

  She flung the material over the railing. Standing with the water for a backdrop, vulnerable and unsure, she presented the picture-perfect woman to have in his life.

  “Are you wearing panties?”

  She shook her head.

  “Good. I like that.” He stepped back again to get the full view of her body. “Slip off your skirt and toss it overboard.”

  This time she didn’t hesitate. She reached behind her, unbuttoned the waistband, and unzipped the skirt. She lifted first one dainty bare foot, the other, and then stepped out of her last piece of clothing.

  A full, voluptuous ass shone pale in the moonlight. Even with the shadows up on deck, the heart-shaped outline of her derriere greeted him. Her body matched from the shape of her lips to her ass. What other surprises did she have hidden?

  Mick stepped up and pressed his body against her back. Those killer legs of hers placed her ass and his cock in perfect alignment. He wrapped his arms around and under her breasts, pulling her snug against him.

  Molded tight with her trembling body, he kissed the soft curve of her shoulder where it met her neck. “You please me.”

  “Mick…” She covered his forearms with her hands. “Please…”

  He moved, slipped an arm under her butt, and cradled her to his chest. She wrapped her arms around his neck and gazed up at him with a smidge of trepidation.

  “I’m going to fuck you.”

  She gasped and sucked in her bottom lip, catching it between her teeth. His cock pressed painfully against his slacks. He couldn’t wait to possess her body and show her how good they’d be together.

  “Tell me, love. This is the only time I’ll ask you.” He stopped at the top of the stairs leading belowdecks to the bedroom. “You only have to say the word, and I’ll do everything in my power to make you happy. That, I can promise.”

  Debbie tilted her head back and gazed up into his face. He watched the way her light blue eyes flickered back and forth, studying him. He dared not breathe and spoil the moment.

  “Fuck me, Mick,” she whispered.

  He captured her mouth with his, stepped down the stairs, and set her on her feet. Pulling out of the kiss, he stepped back and unbuttoned his shirt. She reached out to help him, and he dropped his hands, pleased to know she needed this the same way he did.

  After kicking off his pants, he moved over to the bedside dresser and opened the drawer. He removed a condom and ripped the foil package open with his teeth. Debbie stepped over to the bed and crawled on her knees.

  “No.” He motioned for her to come back. “I want your hands to put this on me.”

  Debbie’s hands shook, but she managed to roll the condom onto his cock. “I’m on the pill, but thank you for doing this for me.”

  His knees threatened to buckle at the first brush of those long, thin fingers around his width. The overpowering urge to teach and care for her consumed him.

  She straightened and stood in front of him. She obediently waited for his instructions. He’d not let her suffer for long.

  “Tell me what you want, love.”

  “Touch me.” Her nipples hardened.

  He kept his distance. “Be specific.”

  “I…I don’t…know.” She bit down on her lip.

  He hooked his finger under her chin and lifted. “You do know. Say it.”

  “Fuck me.”

  “How?” He crossed his arms. “You have to tell me.”

  She closed her eyes and swallowed. Her throat muscles constricted, and he about jumped out of his skin imagining what it would feel like to have his cock in her mouth.

  “Hard, fast…” She opened her eyes. “Make me come.”

  He stepped toward her and pinned her against the wall. Holding her hands above her head, he lifted her leg, and then plunged his cock into her tight, hot pussy.

  “You only need to ask.” He thrust and grunted.

  Debbie gasped. He filled her up, possessed her body, and took all control away from her. This was what she craved. He had known it from the moment she walked into the bar.

  Mick drove his cock into her hard. He bucked her against the wall repeatedly with each plunge.

  “Yes!” Her eyelids fluttered under the pleasure. “Oh. God. Yes!”

  “Come.” He captured her mouth, swallowed her scream, and gave her a taste of what she did to him. “Come.” Grinding his pelvis against her clit, he held her flat against the wall. “Come.”

  With a surge of energy, her body stiffened, convulsed, and shuddered through her orgasm. Her shoulders arched off the wall, and sweet spasms clamped down around his cock. He thrust one more time and came. He groaned at the way her breasts rose and fell against his bare chest, stimulating him further.

  Her head fell forward onto his chest in sweet surrender. The soft, warm puffs of air from her mouth caressed his body. Somehow this young woman had wrapped her arms around his heart, and he didn’t want to let her go.

  “Let me take you back to my home, please. I feel that we’ve only begun to uncover what we have between us.” He lifted her up into his arms. “Now, let’s find you something to wear for the ride, and then I promise, I’m going to strip you naked again the moment we step inside my house.”

  She snuggled against him and laid her head in the soft nook of his neck. “Please.”

  Chapter Three

  The drone of the water running in the shower shut off
. Debbie hung up the phone, untangled her legs out from under her, and walked into the master bathroom. It felt good to talk to her mom and share her excitement over meeting Mick.

  He stood naked in front of the mirror, rubbing the wetness out of his hair with a towel. She leaned against the door frame and crossed her arms. God, the man looked stunning.

  “Hey, you.” Mick tossed the towel toward the clothes hamper. “Did you have a nice talk with your mom?”

  She nodded. “I told her all about you, and she said to say hi. She said she hopes we’re still together when she and Dad come back to the States. Mom sounded really happy that I’ve found someone so perfect for me.” She wrapped her arms around his lean waist. “Mm…you smell good, all soapy and clean. Are you sure we shouldn’t stay in tonight?” She kissed his cheek. “From the sound of it, it’s pouring outside.”

  He chuckled and pecked her lips. “Nope. I’ve got to drop off paperwork at the corporate office, and I think you deserve a dinner out.” He stepped around her and walked into the bedroom. “Don’t worry about changing. The way you’re dressed is fine for what I have planned.”

  Debbie gazed down at her baggy fisherman’s sweater and the jeans tucked into knee-high boots. “Are you sure? You could always drop me at my apartment, and I could pick something else up. A skirt, at least.”

  “No. You look beautiful in what you’re wearing.” He smiled.

  She’d stayed at his house all week, driving back and forth to work, and living out of a couple of suitcases. Most of the clothes she had with her were more suited to wearing to work than going out on the town. She sighed.

  “How did you end up so successful in business?” She flopped on the bed and leaned her head on her elbow. “Do you know how lucky you are not to have to get up early every morning and work your ass off to barely pay the bills?”

  Mick pulled a belt through his jeans. “You don’t have to work, love.”

  “It’d be foolish to quit my job after knowing you a week.” She wrinkled her nose. “That’s not what I’m talking about, anyway.”

  “Well, I spent my youth working round the clock. I gave up a lot of things to have what I have today.” He held up two oxford button-down shirts. “Which one—white or dark blue?”

  “Mm…” She pursed her lips. “The blue one. Do you ever regret giving certain things up?” She sat up on the bed and wrapped her hands in the extra material of her sweater.

  He shook his head. “It’s all in the past. You’ve got to move on.” He hesitated and cocked his brow. “We’re still talking about my life, right? You’re not having second thoughts about moving in here?”

  She waved her hand in the air. “Not me. Just curious about you. What you were like at my age.”

  “That long ago? I barely remember.” He chuckled. “My memories are a little fuzzy.”

  She threw a pillow at him. “You’re not that old!”

  “Almost twice your age.” He leaned over and nuzzled her neck. “I’m like a fine wine.”

  She purred. “Hm, what a coincidence. I happen to love wine.” She placed a hand on the zipper of his jeans. “Maybe you’d let me have a sip?” She wiggled her eyebrows.

  He lifted his arm and glanced at his watch. “Got to make it quick, baby, before my secretary leaves for the day.” He unlatched his belt and his jeans, and pulled them down.

  “Oh, lookee there. Mickey isn’t happy.” She pouted. “Let me see if I can do something about that.”

  She slid off the bed and knelt on the floor. She curled her fingers around his cock and brought him closer. The powerful ability to bring him around full circle and pleasure him always gave her such a high of contentment.

  Her lips sealed him in her mouth. She sucked and stroked the underside of his cock with her tongue. Mick’s hand came down to caress the side of her head. Opening her eyes, she gazed up into his face and winked.

  “That feels real good.” He arched his hips forward and gazed down at the way his cock grew in her mouth. “See. You please me. Always making sure I’m satisfied.”

  His flaccid organ pulsed and hardened in her mouth. Moving back and forth, she lubricated the length of him with her tongue. A tremor ran through her lower belly, and she widened her legs. An urge to rub her pussy flitted in her thoughts, but this was about Mick. She wanted to do this for him.

  “Deb…baby?” He laid his hand under her chin. “What’s wrong?”

  She slowly withdrew her mouth off him. “Nothing. Why?” She ran her finger from the base to the tip of his swollen head.

  “You whined.” He tugged on a strand of her hair. “Tell me why.”

  Licking her lips, she glanced at the way she fondled his shaft. “This excites me.” She gathered a drop of precum on the tip of her finger and raised it to her lips. “A lot.”

  “Ah.” He stepped back, fisted his cock, and stroked himself. “Wiggle your jeans off your hips, baby. I’ll take care of you.”

  She shook her head. “B-but, we’ll be late.”

  “It doesn’t matter. I’ll drive fast. We’ll make it. I promise.” He motioned for her to stand up and move over to the bed. “Do what I said, Deb. Let me please you too.”

  Standing up, she unzipped her jeans and shimmied them down to her knees. She penguin-walked forward and giggled.

  “Not exactly a smooth, sexy move.” Debbie sucked her bottom lip in and caught it between her teeth.

  He moaned. His fingers tight around his cock, he continued to caress the length. “Anything you do for me is a beautiful thing.” He walked over to the dresser, opened the top drawer, and removed a vibrator and a tube of lube. “This might help.”

  He came back to her and held up a pink plastic cock. She squeaked. It was J shaped, and she had a notion where the stubby end went.

  She’d never had any anal play before. Unsure whether to speak up or remain silent, she bit down on the inside of her cheek and waited to find out what he had planned. What if he laughed at her naïveté?

  “Bend your legs and open up a little.” He cupped her mound. He slipped his middle finger between the folds and twiddled her clit. “Mm, I wish I had time to lap at that cream.” He replaced his hand with the vibrator. “Relax.”

  The rounded tip glided into her wetness. She grabbed his wrist. “Wait.” She sighed. “I’m not sure about this. I’ve never…had anything…in my ass.” Wrinkling her nose, she let go of his hand. “Will it hurt?”

  “Not if you want it.” He leaned over and kissed her. “The small plug is about the size of your pinkie.”

  She nodded. “Okay, but slow.” Inhaling deeply, she scrunched up her nose. “Sorry.”

  “About?” He moved the vibrator in and out of her pussy, not yet entering her anus.

  “Not having any experience doing this…butt stuff before.” She laid her hands on the top of his shoulders. The coolness of the lube on his finger surprised her as he circled her anus. Her knees shook. He’d turned on the vibrator, and it sent delicious tingles throughout her pussy.

  “Concentrate on the way your body blooms and opens with the hum caressing your clit, your pussy, your anus.” He pressed the vibrator up to her tight hole. “Bear down on it like you’re trying to force it out of your body, baby.”

  She swallowed, concentrated on following Mick’s directions, and tightened her stomach muscles. The plastic toy slid past the ring of her anus and gave her a full feeling.

  “Oh.”

  He grinned. “You won’t have to bear down quite so hard next time. You’ll get used to it and subconsciously prepare that part of your body for the pleasure that follows.”

  “Mm.” She wiggled her hips a little. “Mick?” She leaned forward and wrapped her arms around his waist. “Oh!”

  “You like?”

  Words failed her, and she nodded. Her legs clamped together to keep from losing the delightful pleasure she was receiving from the vibrator.

  “You are so sexy. Give me your hands, baby.” He gave them a squeeze. “Kee
ping your legs together, kneel down and sit on your ankles.”

  She followed his directions and pressed her knees together. Not wanting to have the vibrator slip out, she smiled at reaching the floor without losing it.

  “Oh.” Her hands shook, and she let go of his hands to grasp his thighs.

  “I love the way your lips form a nice little puckered circle when you do that. So sexy.” He ran the head of his cock across her lower face. “One day soon, I’ll take that virgin ass. It’ll be mine. Only mine.”

  Mick slipped his cock between her lips. She sucked greedily. The feelings welling up inside of her pussy drove her forward.

  Picking up speed, she ran her lips, and her tongue up and down his cock, never breaking the suction hold she had placed on him. Her ass ground against the back of her heel, putting more pressure inside her anus and manipulating her pussy.

  “Oh, baby.” He threaded his fingers through her hair and pumped his shaft in and out of her mouth. “Be a good little girl and suck me hard. I want to feel your mouth loving me when you come.”

  Unable to hold back, she writhed at his feet. Her fingers dug into his muscled thighs. The swirl of heat between her legs grew warmer.

  “Come, baby.” Mick groaned and dropped his hands to his sides. “Suck me.”

  She never broke the rhythm he set up. The head of his cock hit the back of her throat, and she swallowed.

  “Swallow. It. All.” He tipped his pelvis forward, stood on his toes, and came in her mouth.

  She moaned. In a flash, her lower muscles seized in an orgasm that sent her sailing. Her mouth muscles tightened down and drank every drop of cum he deposited at the back of her throat.

  Mick shuddered and staggered back to collapse on the side of the bed. She rose up on her knees, reached down, and removed the vibrator. She tossed the toy to the pile of her dirty clothes beside the dresser and crawled over to Mick. She laid her head in his lap.

  “Like it?” Mick ran his hand over her hair.