The ball was in her court as her grandfather was so fond of saying. As he reached for his coffee cup, a strange sensation came over her, and she slid the hem of her shirt up her thigh, and tucked it between her legs, exposing her bare hip. Sandra slid her hand over her outer thighs and lifted the material up around her hips, exposing her bare bottom. Creighton caught her movement out of the corner of his eye and stopped immediately, his coffee cup perched to his open mouth. A moment later he was jumping from his seat, hot coffee soaking into his shirt and spilling onto his lap.Sandra looked at him and blinked innocently as he wiped at the moisture with the cloth napkin, cursing violently. He looked up at her, anger etching his features, but she chose to ignore it and continued to stare at him innocently. Moments passed as they stared silently at each other over the space of the deck. She found it near impossible to contain her flittering heartbeat but managed to remain calm. The game
The bedroom door opened, and Sandra stopped short at the sight. The room had been organized and put back together. Clean white sheets replaced the bloody ones from the night before, twelve varied sizes of pillows set fluffed against the headboard and the blanket and bedspread were neatly folded back, covering the lower half of the mattress. Her clothes had been folded and placed on the top of the dresser and on the corner of the bed, just as Creighton had said, was a small thin white box with a dark blue ribbon. She opened it to find a layer of emerald green tissue paper. Moving it aside, she found a small black camisole top, and tiny matching panties. They were very soft, satin or silk she thought, trimmed in delicate black lace. They looked paper thin and she held them up to the light from the window, gasping when she saw how see-through they really were. It would be like wearing nothing at all and she smiled. That was obviously his reasoning in wanting her to wear them. Perverted m
“Foreplay is very important in a good sexual relationship,” he breathed against her ear. “You were very good at teasing me on deck, now I want you to do it again. Show me how you play with yourself.” She blushed, drawing a deep breath. “Play for me,” he urged, and she slowly shook her head. “I don’t know how,” she admitted and watched the amusement creep its way into his dark eyes. “I’ve never done anything like that before.” He took her hands and placed them against her breasts. “It’s easy,” he told her. “Close your eyes and pretend I’m touching you. Just relax, let go and have fun like you did on deck.” He pressed her hands gently against the soft fabric of her camisole, rubbing them across her breasts. She could feel the pebble hard nipples against her palms. “I want you to tease me, my love,” he whispered in her ear. “Drive me crazy, Sandra. Make me jealous.” Slowly, awkwardly she began to rub her hands across her breasts, her eyes closed as he had instructed. Her heart bega
Sandra smiled at him feeling the deep blush etching her cheeks. He stood up and reached for her hand, helping her to her feet. He kissed her hand gently, then sucked on the fingers that had just been inside her, making her blush deepen.Sandra glanced down his body as he stepped to the shower and turned on the faucets. It was the first time she had seen him…any man for that matter…like this. It was very hard to imagine that had been inside her, even now as he hung slightly limp yet still solid. He looked far too large for her.“Keep that up and you’ll be in trouble again,” he told her, causing her to look up into his warm eyes. He smiled at her expression and pulled her toward the shower, taking the rag from the vanity and wetting it under the stream of water, then squeezed it out before handing it back to her.“Wash up while I’m in the shower, but don’t get undressed,” he winked at her. “I want to watch you take your clothes off.”“Do I get to watch you?” she asked, surprised at her
She looked into his eyes and watched as his need echoed in the deep blue depths. A moment later she heard him as well as felt him, when his passion exploded, tasting the hot liquid as it filled her throat. She pulled away a moment later, unable to breathe, smiling at the expression of awe in his eyes. It really wasn’t as bad as Cathy had told her it would be, but she swallowed most of it without tasting it.“You are amazing beyond words, my little virgin,” he said, lifting her by the shoulders and kissing her lips passionately.“I don’t know much,” she said honestly a few moments later. “But I have a sister who talks a lot and I’ve always been a quick learner.”“And I have plenty to teach you,” he whispered. Turning, he adjusted the volume higher on the stereo, and looked back at her, offering her a wicked grin.“Dance for me,” he whispered, holding her hands and walking back to the bed, sitting on the edge she had just vacated while she stood before him. His hands ran slowly up her
“Take hold and slide it inside you,” he said softly. Sandra frowned, but did as he instructed and gasped as the hard tip of him slipped inside her wet opening.“Slowly sit down,” he told her. Sandra drew in a deep breath and lowered her hips across him, moaning at the fullness inside her. She looked apprehensive as he continued to fill her, and he chuckled at the expression on her face.“It will fit. You just have to let your body adjust to the size.” She relaxed against him and was amazed that he was able to slide in deeper. Once he was sheathed within her tight body, she braced her hands on his chest and waited. Creighton reached for her bottom and lifted her up across him, then slowly back down, again and again.“You do it,” he told her, and she began to move up and down on him, watching the passion grip his face with each stroke of her tight body. She continued the movements across his length until she felt dizzy, then closed her eyes.“I need you, now,” Creighton growled, and sh
Creighton returned a few moments later, a broad smile across his handsome face. He was carrying a brown leather case, roughly the size of a small suitcase. He walked back to her, sitting on the edge of the bed facing Sandra. He lifted the case and placed it between them, then looked in her green eyes, gauging her reaction.“Now, don’t be frightened,” he said staring at her.“What is this?” she asked in a hushed whisper, looking down at the case.“This is a kit of items designed for pleasure. Some are a little more intense than others. You just have to be courageous when I explain them to you and tell me what you would like to try and what you won’t. Agreed?” Sandra sat up on the bed, still naked, crossing her legs and staring at the expensive looking leather case as if it were a dangerous snake. She had no idea what she was getting herself into, and she was afraid if she said no, he would never want to touch her again.“What kind of items?” she asked wide eyed.“Toys, mainly. Hayloft
“I’d stay with you forever if I could, but I’m not sure about all of this,” she told him, watching the haunted expression cross his face. Creighton reached out and ran a long finger down her cheek and across her bottom lip.“A month ago, if someone had told you that you would lose your virginity on a private yacht, in the Mediterranean Sea, would you have believed them?” She shook her head. “What if someone had told you a week ago, that you would be dancing in front of a man completely naked and enjoying it, would you have thought them mad?” She nodded and swallowed hard. “Before today, would you have ever considered touching yourself until you had an orgasm, just to tease a man?”“So, you’re saying that this is just another experience among the many?” she asked, and he smiled.“Let’s call it another path leading to a unique and fun adventure. Didn’t you say you always wanted an adventure? Then let me take you on one. I promise, if you don’t like it, all you have to say is stop and I