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“N-no… Stop this Eli. What are you doing?”
“Don’t say no,” I said. Tell me you want this, baby. Tell me.” I could feel my entire body tingling with nerves. He could throw this back in my face if he wanted to.
“Yes, okay. I do want it.”
I felt like sagging with relief, as slowly his hands moved to push down his bathing suit and he began to stroke himself as I and everybody else on that deck watched him.
His thighs began to quiver with strain. He’d had way too much to drink, and I was afraid he couldn’t possibly get hard and come at my command. Yet that was exactly what his body was trying to do, with all these people looking on. He looked up at me with a furious frown, sat back on his heels and stroked himself defiantly.
“Reach behind yourself and put a finger up your ass, Ari. No, don’t stop stroking. You have two hands.”
His face burning like fire, he did as I asked. Slowly, he reached behind himself and pushed a fingertip up his gorgeous ass, his body arching backward, one hand still pumping his cock furiously. I’d never seen anything so beautiful. A hush had fallen over the whole group and I felt them edging closer to watch.
“That’s good, isn’t it, Ari? You like that, don’t you?”
A whimper came out of his throat. The slide of his hand was making him shudder. I bent down and kissed him, my tongue claiming him totally, sweeping inside, intimate, familiar. I felt dazed with lust.
“Come for me,” I ordered him softly, my face only inches away. “Come now and show me what a good boy you are. Show me how much you want to please me.”
He whimpered and groaned, but I held him fast with my gaze.
“Not quite there yet, babe?” I moved a hand down to swat his away and closed my fist around his shaft. I squeezed him gently. “Then come in my hand.” I moved my hand in an up and down motion exactly twice and he bowed his back and began to spurt into my hand, throwing his head back and shouting out his release.
“Say my name.”
“Eli!” he managed to cry out and I smiled, feeling exultant.
“Again.”
“Eli,” he said, softer, now, as he closed his eyes.
“Damn right.” I pulled him to me and thrust my tongue inside his mouth again and didn’t pull away until he was breathless. I still held his dick in my hand, milking it for every drop, until his thighs began to tremble and he looked up at me, begging me silently to stop. I swept him up against my body, supporting him. I gazed down at him one last time and saw those gorgeous eyes looking back up at me, studying me, observing my reactions.
“Now, babe,” I said softly. “Tell me again how you could never be a sub because you don’t like to take orders.”*****AriThe next few days of the cruise passed by so fast it was like I was in a dream. We didn’t talk much more the night of the wild deck party. We left soon after what happened and after Eli got me to say things I never thought I’d say, like ever. We saw to it that Cody got back to his room safely, and then we went to ours. Neither of us said much as we got ready for bed that night. There didn’t seem to be much to say.
I had been wrong about the discipline thing after all. I guess it made a huge difference who was giving those orders as to whether or not I’d stand for them. When it was Eli, it seemed I took orders pretty damn well. And dammit, I liked it. Who knew?
I couldn’t quite bring myself to tell him that though. So that night I slept with my back turned to him and the next morning, I pretended to have been too drunk to know what happened. He believed me too, though I could see he deflated a little when I told him. I was beginning to think this whole Dom/sub thing might have been something he liked a little, but was maybe too embarrassed to admit. He sure seemed to like some of the things that Baker had told me about. Like that orgasm denial on the balcony. At the time, I’d been kinda mad at him, but actually? It was damn hot. I just didn’t want to admit it to Eli. At least I wasn’t ready yet. But I was maybe getting there.
So when we woke up the next morning, I acted like nothing had happened.
“We land in Nassau today, right?” I asked him, smiling at him over coffee in our stateroom.
“Didn’t you look out the windows? We’re already in port.”
“Oh!” I said, laughing. “My eyes were a little sensitive to light after all I had to drink last night. I don’t think I even opened them much.”
