Alaskan Exposure (6 page)

“Don’t think so much, baby, just sleep with me a while. I
have to get up early. We’re docking in Ketchikan at seven”

“All the more reason for me to go.”

“You’ll have plenty of time to get back and ready for the
day. I just want to hold you.”

He looked so sincere. He didn’t really look as if he was
going to roll over and go to sleep either. Against her better judgment, Charley
lay back down on her side and allowed him to pull her back against his chest.

A second later he moved away. His fingers were on her thigh.
She looked down to see him rolling her thigh-high stockings off, first one,
then the other. He tossed them to the floor, but then got up, picked up her
dress and carefully placed the garment over a chair in the corner. Once that
was done, he climbed back into the bed and snuggled in behind her.

“Thank you.” She could hear the awe in her voice.

He chuckled. “You, my friend, have been dating the wrong
kind of men.”

“Apparently.”

She felt good in his arms. She sure as hell felt good
wrapped around his cock. Sex with Charley had not been what he’d expected. She
was so serious and brisk most of the time, he’d expected to have to draw her
out. Nothing could have been further from the truth. She was all nerve endings
and desire. Wherever he touched her had trembled with need. And her need,
translated to the most incredible sex of his life.

The fact that she’d practically bolted for the door the
moment it was over had cheapened it a bit. He hadn’t expected the surge of
possessiveness that had erupted in him when she wanted to leave him. That had
been a first.

Her body fit his as if they had been made to lie together as
spoons in a drawer. He’d known the moment she fell asleep. Her head grew heavy
on his biceps and her breathing became deep and steady.

He’d thought of the lounge and how he was sure at any moment
she would slap his face and walk out. Then again, when they had first arrived
in his stateroom, he thought he’d lost her. Once she became truly aroused,
there was no going back.

She was right about him, he did sleep with a lot of women.
He lived in a target-rich environment. He kissed the top of her head, and she
snuggled in closer. His chest tightened with regret. He knew that she would
leave the ship in six short days and that would be the end of the affair. No
woman would tolerate the lifestyle he’d chosen.

He shook away thoughts of the future. He had a beautiful
woman in his arms and she felt wonderful. They had made love. What more did he
want?

The question continued to roll around in his head while he
dozed. Until just before he fell asleep and he admitted the answer.
More.

Sleep could not last with Charley tucked against his cock.
An hour later, she wiggled her ass and his shaft was a full attention again. He
wasn’t sure what to do. Most of the time, with the women he usually hooked up
with, he would just slide right in. In truth, with most women, if they’d wanted
to leave after sex, he would have just let them go.

Why was she different?

She wiggled that sweet round ass again. His cock pressed
between her cheeks and jerked in response.

“Charley?”

“Hmm?”

“Do you know what you’re doing?”

“I think so.” Her voice was rough and sleepy.

God, it was so sexy. “Tell me.”

“I…I’m horny and thought you might want to fuck me again.”

He growled. He loved hearing those words coming out of her
sweet mouth. He loved that he could get her to say things he knew she wouldn’t
normally. Wrapping his hand around her hip he pulled her tight against his
cock.

She moaned softly, and he slid his hand down to cover her
mound. Her legs immediately parted slightly, inviting his fingers to touch her
sensitive flesh. He would never disappoint a lady. One finger slid between her
slick lips. She was warm and wet and cried out the moment he touched her clit.
He pressed a second finger over the tight bud and rubbed gently. His lips found
the nape of her neck and the kiss produced another cry from her.

“Tell me what you want, Charley.” He’d never wanted to
please a woman as much as he did Charlene Ballantine.

Her hips pressed back and forth against his cock and his
fingers. Tiny cries of pleasure puffed out of her lips. “I want to suck you
cock.”

He stilled. Had he heard her right? Did she say it, or did
he just wish it so hard, he imagined she’d said it? Either way, he’d nearly
come just from the idea of her lips stretched around him. “Really?”

“Only if you want me to.”

“Are you kidding?” He couldn’t help laughing a little.

She shifted away from him, and reluctantly his fingers slid
from her wet hole. Turning to look at him, her cheeks burned bright red. “I
should warn you, I’m not very good at it.”

His balls were so tight, he was in pain. His dick bobbed up
and down pleading for her to make good on her offer. “That is not possible.”

“It’s true. My ex told me all the time.”

She was so red from embarrassment he thought she might
spontaneously combust. He touched her cheek and smiled. “You and I are going to
have a long talk about that ex of yours, baby, but not right now. Feel free to
use me to better your skills.”

With that, he rolled onto his back. His cock stood up at
full attention. She rocked up onto her knees and looked down at him. He never
took his eyes off her, watching every emotion cross her pretty face. The pink
in her cheeks started to fade as passion filled her eyes. She looked from his
face to his cock, which jumped in response to her perusal.

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you,” she said. Her hand wrapped
around the base of his cock tentatively. She lowered her head and her lips
pressed to the tip. It was a chaste kiss, but his body flexed in response.
Opening her lips on the next pass, she kissed the mushroom head and let her
tongue toy with the slit.

Kyle groaned and closed his eyes. Her mouth was warm and wet
and she soaked the head of his cock as she made love to it. Her tongue swirled
around the tip again and her lips sucked him in and pushed him out—still only
teasing the head. He looked down the length of his body. Her left hand came up
and pushed her flowing red hair behind her ear giving him the most erotic view
of her mouth kissing the crown of his cock lovingly.

“Charley, your ex didn’t know what he was talking about.
God, baby that’s so good.”

Her hair fell from behind her ear and curtained her face
just as his cock slid deep inside that warm cocoon. She sucked him to the back
of her throat and then paused before opening up and taking him in a bit more.
Pulling back, she kept tight suction as he slid from her lips and was drawn
back in.

A deep guttural cry spilled from his lips. He watched her
hair tickle his lower abs and even that light contact heightened his response.
He reached down, pushing the veil of hair aside and her eyes looked up at him.
His cock deep in her throat and her delicate hand gripping the base, was enough
to send any man over the edge.

Kyle held on, not wanting the incredibly erotic moment to
end. He tried to think of benign things. His duties for the day or the last
time he was in Boston. Nothing other than the amazing woman making love to his
dick would stay in his head.

Her green eyes gazed up at him wide and innocent while her
swollen lips slid up and down his shaft, each time meeting the pumping of her
hand. She released him with a pop and ran her tongue along the vein from base
to tip. She kissed his engorged head the way she had moments before.

He was going to come. There was little he could do about it.
He tried to hold on but her mouth was driving him mad. She repeated the action
with her tongue and lips. Her teeth abraded the sensitive skin as if they were
the finest sandpaper, not enough to cause pain but more than enough to
stimulate.

“Baby, I’m going to come.” The words grated out of his
throat with a deep groan.

He thought she would pull away, expected her to jump back.
He hoped she would let him hold her as he came between their bodies. Never in
his wildest imagination did he expect sweet Charley to smile the most devilish
grin and sucked him deep into her throat. She released him halfway and sucked
hard again.

He lost his battle for control. The orgasm broke, shattering
into a million pieces. His hips bucked against her mouth and he gripped her
soft hair.

She continued to suck though more gently as she drank in
every last drop and moaned against his sensitive flesh.

He watched her sit back on her knees, catch a bit of his
juices that escaped from the corner of her mouth with her finger. She licked
the digit and swallowed.

“Jesus. You are the most incredible woman.” He sat up and
quickly pulled her so that she lay alongside him. He crossed one leg over both
of hers and leaned so that he was looking down into her beautiful face.

“Did you like it?” she asked. Incredibly, she was serious.

He moved the hair out of her face and kissed her. Her taste
was a mixture of her sweetness and his salty come. He’d never thought about it
before, but there was something amazingly erotic about the combination. Their
tongues swirled together, he nibbled on her bottom lip and delved inside again.

“I liked it. I like you, Charley.”

He saw something cross her face. Sorrow or doubt, he
couldn’t be sure. Whatever it was he wanted to make it go away. He slid his
hand up over one perfect breast kneading the soft flesh. He lowered his head
and sucked the nipple into his mouth. She sighed and he tugged gently until she
moaned. He watched her eyes close and whatever troubled her, washed away as
desire replaced the other emotions.

Worrying the bud with is teeth, he pulled and she gave a
small cry. “Do you like that?”

“Yes.”

“Does it hurt?”

“A little.”

He stopped. “But you like it?”

“Oh, yes,” she breathed.

The corners of his mouth pulled up and he tugged the tender
skin a bit harder. Her mouth opened but no sound escaped. His hand slid down
between her legs. He caressed the soft skin of her inner thigh. She parted for
him and her hips tipped up just slightly.

Amazingly, his cock had already began to respond. A minute
earlier he would have said he was finished for the night. He was only human,
after all. Somehow, Charley made him want more. And not just for himself, he
wanted to please her. He loved the sound she made when she came. Just the
thought of that guttural cry and he wanted to be deep inside her, feeling her
pussy clutching around him.

One finger dipped between her folds and found her sopping
wet. The
mmm
noise she made in her throat sounded as if she had tasted
something delicious. His finger slipped inside her, drawing out more of her
sweet nectar and causing her hips to lift off the bed.

He circled her clit, and she gasped loudly. Her hands
gripped his shoulders. His mouth continued to toy with her nipple while he
rubbed her and dipped inside and rubbed again. Her hips pumped against his hand
and she gasped for air.

“Oh god, Kyle.” The top of her head pressed into the pillow
and her body bowed off the bed.

“Come for me, baby.”

The sound he had been waiting for burst low and rough from
her chest. He thrust two fingers deep inside her soaked pussy and her sheath
clamped around them convulsively. Her nails bit into his shoulders.

As her rapture subsided, he rolled over, spread her legs
with his knees. The drawer in the bedside table was still open and he grabbed
for a condom, opened it and rolled it on before sliding inside her tight pussy.
Smooth, wet silk encased his cock. She was warm and fit him so snugly she might
have been made just for him.

Her lips opened in an adorable silent cry, and he covered
her mouth with his, thrusting his tongue inside. Holding his weight off her, he
held perfectly still, reveling in the exquisite feel of her.

“Charley, you are so wet. Your pussy feels so good.”

She met each thrust and a tiny gasp escaped her full lips
with every lift of her hips. He’d left the light on in the small bathroom in
case she woke up and needed to find her way. Now he was thankful he had, as it
illuminated her soft features. Her eyes remained closed tight, her head was
thrown back and her mouth drove him wild. Even buried deep inside her, he
couldn’t get the image of her sweet lips wrapped around his cock out of his
head.

“Open your eyes, baby.”

She did as he asked. Raw passion stared back at him. There
was no way he would last much longer. He tried to slow down, make it last.
Between her tight canal, the memory of the blowjob and the intensity in her
eyes, he was doomed.

Her nails bit into his skin and her cries grew louder with
each plunge. She slid her hand between them, her fingers rubbed her clit for
only a few seconds before her orgasm struck. He covered her mouth with his to
muffle the scream. Her pussy pulsed around him, milking his cock and pushing
him to his own completion. His grunts of pleasure mingled with her cries as he
pumped into her again and again.

He held as still as possible, not wanting to rush the end of
his pleasure. Her body still convulsed around him. He let himself slide slowly
out and kissed her lips and cheek. Moving lower, he trailed kisses along her
chin and jaw.

A tiny sigh puffed out of her mouth.

“You have no idea how fantastic you are.” He leaned on his
elbow and looked down at her.

Her eyes opened again and she smiled. “I had a good time.”
The words came out sleepily and her lids closed heavily.

Kyle rolled to one side and pulled her tightly against his
chest. He kissed her neck and fell immediately to sleep.

* * * * *

She’s slept through his alarm and the sounds of him
showering and dressing. Kyle sat on the edge of the bed and watched her sleep
for a few minutes. Her hair had spread out on the pillow as if it were a crown
of flames and she the queen. Wishing that he could crawl back under the covers
with her would not change the fact that he had a shift starting in twenty
minutes.

“Charley.” He lightly brushed her arm.

She moaned adorably and opened her eyes. After a moment to
focus, she jumped to a sitting position clutching the sheets to her chest.

Kyle smiled and put a hand on her shoulder. “It’s okay,
baby. I have to go to work. I didn’t want to leave without a word. Who knows
what that mind of yours would imagine if I’d left you sleeping.”

She looked around the room, anywhere but at him. “What time
is it?”

“It’s early. You can stay here as long as you want. I’m not
kicking you out.” He tried to lighten the mood with a laugh but could already
see she was ready to bolt.