“I’m coming..” I moaned but the words had barely left my mouth before it rolled through me clamping down on his cock so hard that he gritted his teeth and growled.
Before I could catch my breath, I felt the pleasure building again.
“Come with me,” he whispered. “I want to feel you coming around me as I come.”
That was all I needed to hear, and my body responded with another wave of pleasure.
***
“I’m hungry.”
“I’m not surprised,” I said, throwing my leg over Bryant’s body. “You worked up quite an appetite tonight. How many different places did we have sex on this ship?”
We’d done it on the bridge, in the galley (no health inspectors here, either), in the salon, and in the master bedroom. The sun was just coming up, and I was straddling Bryant as I looked out the window.
“We need food,” he said, reaching up to grab my breasts.
Leaning down to kiss him, my hair fell around his head and I said, “We have about five thousand dollars of catered food back at my kitchen to eat.”
“That’s right. We do,” he laughed.
I began rocking my hips back and forth, pushing him more deeply inside. We’d get to food later. We’d figure out the future later. For now, I just wanted to be a woman on top.
Epilogue
“Did you bring it?” Pam was on the speakerphone of my car. “You promised to bring pie to the next book club meeting.”
Laughing, I said, “Yes. I brought pie. Three kinds, actually.”
It had been a couple of weeks since that night with Bryant on his yacht. We’d seen each other every night, although some nights it was pretty late because I’d had an event to cater.
He was incredible and I was loving every moment of being with him. I was being careful not to read too much into things, since he was on the rebound. But he kept telling me that he knew his mother would love me because she was the one who introduced us. I kept telling him that it was too soon to be talking about meeting the parents.
I had to admit, though, I hoped that things would keep going the way they were. He seemed to be everything I’d wanted in a man.
Even James was supportive. He and Bryant had played a few games of racquetball last weekend. I thought it was cute how James was sort of “screening” him for me. When James got back, he gave me the “thumbs up” of approval.
Today, I was going to tell my friends about it. They knew I’d been set to cater an event for him, and they were going to be shocked to hear that the wedding had been called off and that I’d gotten involved with him instead. It was way out of character for me.
I was curious, as well, how Karen and Pam had liked the book Woman on Top. At first, I didn’t want to like it. But, after reading it, I realized that learning to take control of my own life and putting my needs higher on the list of things to do was exactly what I needed. I hoped my best friends had a similar awakening.
I pulled into the driveway and grabbed the bag with the pies in it, and then grabbed the bag with the other item. Somehow it seemed appropriate to bring a hot dish on the side...