Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 70574 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70574 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
To tell the truth, I’d had a few drinks myself, partly to calm myself down. I hated how jealous and possessive I was, and I fully intended to work on it. But first I had to know Ari was really mine and then maybe I could make my heart and mind believe it. In the meantime, I was kind of a wreck. At least that’s why I think I reacted the way I did when Cody landed his naked ass in Ari’s lap. My emotions, which were already heated, reached the boiling point and I snapped.
“Cody,” I said, getting to my feet and nodding at the blond man Ari had been dancing with. “I’ve seen a lot of drunken dancing up here, but I was told there’d be a lot of sex too. Is that what you heard?”
Ari and Cody both looked up at me. Ari looked puzzled, like he couldn’t figure out where I was going with this.
“Yeah,” Cody said, nodding in an over-exaggerated, drunken way. “I did hear that, come to think of it.” He peered around the deck at all the men. “Where’s the sex?”
“Maybe they’re waiting for someone to show them how it’s done.” I slung an arm companionably around Cody’s neck. “Why don’t we stage a little demonstration on the proper technique for sucking cock?”
Ari glared at me, his eyebrows raising. I could practically see the steam coming out of his ears. Oh, so when the shoe was on the other foot, it didn’t feel so good, huh? He could flirt with beautiful, naked men, but I couldn’t, was that it? Actually, I was fine with that—he was the only one I wanted, but there was a double standard there I didn’t appreciate much. He pursed his beautiful lips at me and gave me a eat-shit look. I could practically see the wheels turning in his head and I knew he must be remembering how he’d told me just that afternoon how he felt about sharing me with anybody else.
It was kind of delicious.
He crossed his arms and shot daggers at me from those eyes. “Speaking for myself, I don’t need any pointers on my technique. Besides, I didn’t come on this cruise to watch. If you and Cody want to get it on, then go ahead! Go for it. It doesn’t bother me in the least. I’ll find somebody else to have fun with!”
Over my damn dead body.
“Oh, I’m not asking you to watch me and Cody,” I said, the corners of my mouth turning up in a smile. “You are going to demonstrate on me. You said you wanted to come on this cruise to have fun and experiment. Well, here’s your chance. Experiment on me—show me how you’d suck my cock and make me like it. Unless…oh, do you think you wouldn’t be able to do that? Are you not quite ready yet to show off your skills in public? I thought you might be—you being a bit of an exhibitionist and all.”
He got an adorable expression of confusion on his face. He looked uncomfortable in the extreme, but he glared back at me and lifted his chin, accepting my outrageous challenge. “You think I won’t? You don’t think I’d do it, do you? You probably think I’m too young for this crowd and that you’d embarrass me and I’d run back to the room with my tail between my legs. Well, too bad. Let’s do this! The joke is on you!”
I smiled as he dropped down to his knees. “Come on over here,” he said, waving his hand impatiently at me. “Let’s get this started!”
“Oh no, sweetheart,” I said, my smile even broader. “Why don’t you come over here to me?”
He huffed and started to get up, but I stopped him with a soft command. “No…on your knees, baby. Crawl over here to me.”
He looked up at me and his mouth dropped open. “You can’t be serious!”
“Too much for you? I understand. Maybe some other time then. I don’t think you’re ready.”
He wanted so bad to tell me to go to hell. I could see it all over his face. He wanted to jump up and storm out of there and forget that everybody was looking at him and wondering if he’d take the challenge. But here’s the thing. I think he wanted to do it more than anything. He wanted to take my orders and do as I said. Maybe not forever—maybe not even all of the time. But right here, right now, I think he wanted it. Maybe the alcohol had removed a few of his inhibitions. Maybe the idea just appealed to him. Because it wasn’t a big leap from exhibitionism to a little humiliation. Properly administered and applied by a loving Dom in a safe environment, it could be the extra little kink he’d been waiting for. Maybe it was time to find out. Was it degrading? Check. Was it humiliating? Check. Did it make his cock hard as a rock? Double check.