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He led her to the cabin’s small bed and pushed her onto her back. “Are you sure?” he asked.
She nodded. It was so unlike her to think this way, but she couldn’t wait to see his cock. She felt something through his khaki’s as he rubbed against her while they kissed. She fought the urge to reach out and help him unzip, but he seemed to want to be in control.
He pushed his pants down over his dick, and she started at its size. Erect and engorged before she even had a chance to touch him. He seemed to read her mind. “It’s okay,” he said. “Touch it.”
She did, hot skin covering the rock hard shaft. “Can you take me in?” he asked.
“I’ll—I’ll try,” she said. She felt torn between ridiculousness and wild excitement. Was she really having this conversation, so calmly, as if they were discussing shoe size? He pulled her bottom to the edge of the bed and spread her legs.
He turned from her for a moment and fiddled around in a drawer beside the bed. When he faced her again he wore a condom. She bit her lip to keep from giggling. They make them that big?
“Tell me if I’m hurting you,” he said.
She nodded and leaned up as much as she could onto her elbows. She watched his cock brush against her pink pussy, and for a moment she thought there was no way he’d fit inside her. Her wetness, however, made it easier for him to slide in.
He moaned, “Oh my god, you’re so tight. That boy couldn’t fuck you, could he?”
“No…not like this.” She felt herself stretching. He pushed her legs wider, and then licked his fingers. He started in on her clit with his fingers.
She’d never felt anything like it. He pushed his hot shaft in to her while he stroked her clit. “Blaine, Blaine—I—” She had no more words. His cock was hard and his fingers soft.
She came, so hard and fast, that she had to bite her arm to keep from screaming. She looked up at his face, the contorting mouth, the drops of sweat pouring off his nose. South Florida in the summer meant sweat when you’re standing still, much less making love. He gasped. “Mia—you’re so beautiful. I can’t take it. I’m going to come—“
“Yes—” she said, and to her own disbelief she added, “Come inside me. Explode inside me.”
He did. He cried out into her thick black hair. “Baby, oh my god.”
He collapsed onto her for a moment, before propping himself on one elbow. “Amazing. You were more amazing than I imagined. “
Suddenly, and without warning, Mia realized what she was doing. She’d just had sex, on a boat, with a virtual stranger. A stranger who knew her boyfriend had just ditched her, and who had seen her puking her guts up the day before. What was this, a charity fuck?
“Did that feel as amazing to you as it did to me?” Blaine asked.
She pushed him off her and stood.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
She grabbed for her purse. “What’s wrong? How about all of this?”
“I don’t understand. Where are you going?” He stood and yanked his pants back into place.
Oh my god, thought Mia. He never even took his pants off. She felt like a total whore. Her inability to find her panties didn’t help the situation. She spun around, looking for neon pink cotton amongst the boat’s gray and blue upholstery. She finally located the elusive underwear, but she spilled her purse on the floor. Her makeup and pens and random hair accessories spilled out, along with her wallet. The wallet opened and spewed change and credit cards everywhere. “Damnit!” she said.
“Hey—hey, calm down.”
She shook her head. “No—this was a mistake. I didn’t mean for this to happen.”
“It’s okay. I mean, you’re right. Maybe we should have waited but—” He touched her arm. “It would have happened eventually.”
“How?” She glared at him. “I wouldn’t have ever seen you again.”
“I have your number, from the booking. I was going to call you. I wanted to see you again.”
“Right, because I was so alluring yesterday. Puking and crying. And you thought I was some kind of pampered princess anyway. A guy like you needs a tomboy, not a girl like me.”
She stuffed her belongings into her purse, including her underwear. “No!” Blaine said. “Mia—please. You were adorable, crying and even puking.” He laughed, and she crossed her arms over her chest and shuddered in mortification.
“I’m sorry—that wasn’t what I meant to say. And I thought you were brave and tough, coming out on the boat even though you didn’t want to.”
