Chapter 3

Getting ready for the day with Jake proved to be a bit more difficult than I expected. I was genuinely nervous, a feeling that I hadn’t had in quite some time when going on a date. Was this even a date? I didn’t know, and I didn’t know if I was going to ever see Jake again after I left the beach house. I hoped that we would, but I wasn’t sure if trying to do a long-distance relationship, especially when we weren’t even in a relationship, was a good idea.

I silently berated myself for thinking too far ahead, for going down the rabbit hole of what ifs. I wasn’t going to worry about all of that. I was going to focus on the moment. I pulled out my bikini – a red number that covered enough to make me feel comfortable while still being a bikini. I sighed and looked back in my bag. I had packed a not so full coverage black bikini on impulse when I was packing, not intent on wearing it but feeling like I should pack it.

“Fuck it,” I said out loud as I decided on the black bikini, putting it on. I pulled out my white sundress and put it on over the bikini. I shouldn’t get my head stuck on what someone else had said to me. I thought I looked good and I needed to stop letting someone’s words to me pull me down. I knew that this bikini was a bit more revealing than I would normally wear, but I also knew that it looked good on me.  

I grabbed a bag and threw sunscreen, sunglasses, and a change of clothes into it. Looking through my bag one more time, I decided to throw a few condoms in there. Although I was on birth control, having sex with a stranger meant that STDs, rather than pregnancy, was of bigger concern.   

To say that I wasn’t hoping to have sex today would be a lie. Jake was sexy as hell, and I couldn’t help but hope to enjoy some of my time here before I went back home.

I left out of my bedroom, walking down the hall and to the living room. As a beach house, it was set up in a typical nautical theme. Think shiplap, blue and white colors, lighthouse pictures, and so on. Although it was cliché, I liked it. It made you know that you were at the beach. I expected to see Jordan when I left my bedroom, but looking around the house, she was nowhere to be found.

I grabbed a couple of bottles of water and checked the kitchen to see if Jordan had left me a note. I didn’t really expect her to – she could have just texted me. Surprisingly, there was a note on the counter.

Amalia –

I went into town to shop. Enjoy your day!

Jordan

I know that note seemed innocent, but having known Jordan as long as I have, I knew that whatever happened between Jordan and Jonathan yesterday must have hurt her feelings. If I had to guess, she had asked to see him again and he said no.  Some may call me a bad friend, but I was home all morning and Jordan never sought me out to talk about it. Experience told me that she was embarrassed and didn’t want to talk about it.

I left the house, deciding to sit on the front porch and wait for Jake. The weather was warm but not unbearable for an early July day. The humidity was low and there was a nice breeze. It would be a perfect evening to be out on a boat.

Jake arrived exactly at 3:00, sporting a blue tank top that showed off his chiseled biceps. Wow. How horny was I? Although I broke things off with Dylan just a month ago, it had been several months since we had actually had sex. That should have alerted me to problems sooner, but I just didn’t realize it.

“Hey. You look great, Amalia. Are you ready?” Jake approached me and put his hand around my waist, kissing me briefly. I got all tingling just from that little kiss. I am in trouble if anything else happens on that boat.

We walked along the beach a few houses down to a house with a private boat dock. “Is this your guys’ house?” I asked, not realizing that they were staying so close to us.

“Yep, this is it.” Jake took my hand and walked down the dock to boat. I was expecting something more like a speedboat, but this boat was more like a small yacht. It had a space underneath the deck that had a decent size bedroom and a bathroom. There was no real kitchen, but there was a small fridge and a wet bar near the deck.

“Wow, this is amazing!” I stated as I looked around the boat. Jake laughed behind me, shrugging his shoulders.

“You should see the yacht my brother has – that is huge!” He stated. “I was thinking that we could travel out to one of the nearby coves. It has some good spots to anchor. We can swim if you want, eat, or whatever else you want to do.” He moved closer to me as he spoke, wrapping his arms around my waist. I had my back to him when he spoke, looking out at the ocean, so his hands were on my stomach. He moved his hands slowly down my stomach, stopping right before they reached my bikini bottoms through my dress. I hadn’t realized I was holding my breath in anticipation until he stopped.

“Sure,” I said, trying my best to control my nerves. Why was I so nervous? Get yourself together Amalia!

Jake stepped away and went to the ship controls. I moved towards the front of the boat. I placed my bag down on the seat next to me and took out a bottle of water. There was also a lounger built into the front of the boat. As we started moving out into the ocean, I decided that the lounger was a good place to sunbathe, so I took off my sundress. I stood and stretched, looking over my shoulder. I caught a glimpse of Jake, who seemed to be watching me pretty intently. I smirked to myself. If I ever doubted how I looked, I knew in this moment that the man standing there, driving this boat, definitely was enjoying the view.

I pulled the sunscreen out of my bag and began applying it everywhere I could. I could still feel Jake’s eyes on me as I moved on to the lounger. I laid back, enjoying the sun on my skin. I rarely laid out in the sun since I tended to burn if I wasn’t careful.

I must have fallen asleep, as I was awakened by the feeling of a hand on my leg.

“Good morning, sleepy head.” Jake joked, running his hand up and down the inside of my leg. I couldn’t stop the tingling sensation that I felt between my legs as he moved his hand up and down my thigh. “We have anchored.”

Sitting up, I looked around, taking in the sights. The cove was beautiful; the water a clear blue color and it was so calm considering I could see the waves further out in the ocean. The cove was surrounded by rock formations on three sides, making it a secluded location. I stood up and moved to the end of the boat, admiring the clear water.

Jake approached and handed me a glass of wine.  

“It is beautiful here. I would have never thought there could be a spot so peaceful and serene along the ocean. The only other time I have been to the ocean was a few years back and it was nothing like this.” I moved and took a seat next to Jake.  “What is the plan for today?” I asked, taking a healthy sip of my wine.

“I was thinking we could swim if you want. I have dinner packed for later. This is also a great spot for viewing the fireworks.” Jake leaned back, placing his arm around me, his glass of wine in his other hand.

I hummed slightly and shook my head in confirmation of the plan. I truly hoped that the plan included some sexy time that was just unspoken. “What are we supposed to do with the rest of the time?” I asked, leaning back into his arm.

He raised his eyebrow at me, giving me a questioning but seductive look. “What did you have in mind?”

I had never been good about telling a guy what I wanted. Maybe because I always felt like I was doing something wrong or maybe it was because I just didn’t have the courage to tell the guy where I wanted to be touched or what I really needed to be pleased sexually. Or maybe it was because the guy never really cared and was only interested in getting themselves off. Who knows? But in this moment, I felt like I could say what I wanted.

I took a deep breath, and another sip of liquid courage, and I spoke. “Well, considering it has been months since I have had sex and even longer since I have had anything close to good sex, I was hoping that could be one other thing that we do on this boat today.” If Jake was surprised by what I said, he didn’t show it. A small smirk formed on his lips as he took another sip of his wine.

I could hear Jake chuckle quietly to himself, clearly thinking about my statement. “What would you like to start with first? Food, swimming, or mind-blowing sex? I know the food is good and I promise you the sex will be probably the best you have ever had.”

A twinge of embarrassment crept up in me and I could feel my cheeks flush at his question.  I also could not deny the heat that spread down my core. There was no doubt that if you could smell arousal, mine would be noticeable at that moment. I drank the rest of my wine hurriedly before answering. 

“I am not hungry and the ocean isn’t going anywhere,” I replied, trying to pull from a place of confidence. I turned and glanced toward the open water on the other side of the cove. While I was looking forward to swimming, that was the farthest thought from my mind.

Sensing movement behind me, I peeked over my shoulder to see Jake put down his wine glass and move toward me. I had just looked back out over the water when I felt his hands wrap around my torso, his nose buried in my neck. I couldn’t help but lean my head over, granting him more access to my neck as he began to pepper kisses and nibbles up and down my neck, no doubt leaving little marks along the way.

I pressed my body against his as his hands began to run up and down my sides. He placed one hand on my breast, and I could not help the quiet moan that escaped my lips. He moved his right hand underneath my bikini top, gently caressing my breast, pinching the nipple. I felt his other hand on my back, releasing the ties that were keeping my bikini top on. It fell swiftly to the floor, the warm ocean breeze blowing across my now exposed nipples.

 Running his hands over my abdomen, Jake moved his hands down to my bikini bottom. He ran his hand down the front of my bikini, focusing his fingers right over my core. He tugged down on both sides, allowing the bottoms to fall to the floor. In other situations, I may feel self-conscious, especially being naked on a boat. But in this moment, I did not care.

Jake pulled me down to the lounger that sat on the deck of the boat. Pulling off his own shirt, he hoovered over me as I laid back. He kissed me again, the kiss deep and passionate. I allowed him full access of my mouth, savoring the sensations taking over with each touch of our tongues.

“So fuckin’ beautiful,” he whispered as he kissed down my chest, taking each nipple in to his mouth. He slid down my body, kissing down my stomach and finally to each of my thighs. I could feel the pressure building in my core without Jake even touching me there. When he finally did move his fingers over my core and up to my clit, a deep moan escaped my lips. Looking down, I could see him smirking at my response to his touch. “If you like my fingers, wait until you feel my tongue.”

I attempted to respond but was rendered speechless when he inserted a finger, and his tongue attacked my clit. My core was dripping with arousal as he inserted a second finger. He increased his pressure with his tongue. Much quicker than I thought possible. My orgasm had built and I was on the brink of complete ecstasy.

“Oh, fuck, Jake!” I screamed out as my orgasm ripped through me, the aftershocks of my orgasm racking through me with a shutter. Jake licked over my core, lapping up the juices from my orgasm.

He stood up and pulled his shorts down, and I could not help but gawk at the size of his cock. It was larger than I had seen before. I licked my lips as I looked it over, reaching my hand out and stroking it. Jake’s head fell back, and a slight moan escaped his lips. I moved forward on the lounger, wanting to take his cock in my mouth. I licked the tip, capturing the bit of pre-cum that glistened the top. I then took the cock completely in my mouth, the tip hitting the back of my throat. I moved my mouth slowly back up the cock, running my tongue along the back and across the tip. A deep growl escaped Jake’s throat as I continued to move my head up and down on his cock. Jake’s hand went to the back of my head, increasing the pace. I placed my hand on his thigh to steady myself as the pace increased.

“I am going to cum if you don’t stop.” Jake stammered out, his words barely above a whisper. His statement brought a smirk to my lips, and I continued my sucking motion. His movements suddenly became jerky, and I could feel the warmth of his cum as it ran down my throat.

“Fuck, Amalia.” Jake moaned. I licked along the length of his cock before completely pulling away.  I could see his arousal rising again.

“You are ready already?” I asked, my arousal increasing just at the site of his hardening cock.

“Always,” he muttered as he pulled me up, capturing my lips with his.