Winter's Sun - A Billionaire's Revenge

W͟i͟n͟t͟e͟r͟ "Can I get another... ummm..." I stare down at the glass in my hand, attempting to articulate what I want but failing miserably. I tap on it, looking pointedly at the bartender, hoping for a little help. I'm not quite drunk but I got a nice little buzz going on. I pull the glass up to my nose and sniff it before frowning at the empty bottom. I'm irritated at the bartender, at the music playing, at the romantic lighting in this... this little room thing they call a bar. I'm in the middle of a fucking boat in the middle of the motherfucking Caribbean and I don't know what the fuck I'm still doing here. I shake the glass at the fine-as-hell bartender. His dark hair and olive complexion are making me feel a little better. A little eye candy is better than none, right? "I'm sorry, I don't remember the name of the... the ummm... yummy thing that you put in here?" He raises an eyebrow at me. "Just get me another one will you?" I'm trying to be nice but my irritation

B͟l͟a͟k͟e͟ I swirl the glass in my hand, watching the brown liquid ripple back and forth. Jack Daniels always hits the spot. I look out at the water, the sunset almost blinding me. I had already promised her I would take her on a cruise. I had intended to keep the promise and now... I had held up my end and she dumped me. She fucking dumped me. It was supposed to be a Valentine's Day surprise: a romantic getaway on a cruise where we could make love, order room service and sunbathe on the deck. It was where I was also going to tell her the truth about my life. The big one that I was waiting to tell her until we were in the midst of planning the wedding. Which we ar-, were, until a week ago. She randomly took me to a nice restaurant in the middle of the week. I'd been appreciative, thinking about how much closer we were growing, glad that I had waited; glad that I had chosen her. I felt lucky, like the universe was finally smiling down on me. I let her think she had a higher s

B͟l͟a͟k͟e͟ I can't stop looking her over. Her breasts are just... I want to tease her. I want to kiss them, squeeze them, taste them. I want to make her beg for more. Makes me wonder how much attention I'd have to give them before she'd clench around my fingers, soaking them.Stop it, Blake! I need to focus on the task at hand: getting her into my bed. Can't make her cum unless I get her there. "You're the only beautiful woman I see," I give her a wink. She eyes me in distaste and instantly comes back with, "I'm the ONLY woman you see." Ooh, that's hot. Her eyes are fiery. It seems her temper has gotten the best of her. But I can tame that. I'll have her mewing like a kitten by the end of the night. She'll be begging for my cock. "Nah, I'm looking at the most beautiful woman on the ship." She blinks at me. She was clearly not expecting that. "Oh." She turns back to her drink, finally taking a sip and makes this noise. It comes from her throat, sounding like a throaty moan.

W͟i͟n͟t͟e͟r͟I fully expected Blake to be disgusted or to shun me once he saw my bits but...He's kneeling between my legs, looking at me like a man starved. I lift myself up on my elbows, watching his face change. Fascination, desire, lust... I self consciously start to close my legs but he holds my thighs open and squeezes them, working his way up. He tsks at me. "Don't hide that pretty pussy from me." His voice has a hint of gravel. I shudder from the raw dominance emanating from him, my head falling back.He bends down and holds eye contact as he starts kissing my thigh. He runs his tongue along the path he kisses, right up to my thong. The sensations bring out noises from me that I didn't think I could make.His breath finally hits my core, almost sending me into spasms. "Fuck... Oh my God." My legs are shaking as I try to calm my overactive libido. "I hope you didn't care too much for these." I hear him through the fog that's taken over my mind. What is he talking about? Th

B͟l͟a͟k͟e͟She's fucking amazing and I haven't even gotten mine yet. She's keeping my dick hard as a rock. I can play her like a violin and she responds in kind. The look of desire in her face... I've never seen any woman look at me like that. It's not just desire; there's a bit of awe, like she can't believe I'm real. There's no sign of her only wanting to take like the other women I've had. She's letting me take from her... she's letting me take charge and fuck, if it's not sexy. Ashlyn would be submissive but not more than a few minutes. She'd be on top of me, riding me but there was a spark missing. It wouldn't be long before she was back to demanding things from me.As I look down at this firecracker of a woman, I feel a sense of satisfaction. My inner beast is ready to take her, fully roused by her submission. Winter was it? I smirk. I thawed her out real quick. She's gripping the sheets. Her chest heaves as she tries to catch her breath and her eyes are wild. The way she c