Chapter 4

 Pulling a condom out of his pocket, Jake quickly sheathed his cock. He pulled me close again and whispered, “You want to go into the room underneath the deck or do you want to stay here?”

“Why not just stay here?” I responded. I didn’t care if anyone saw. All I knew was that I wanted this man’s cock buried so far inside of me I could not remember my own name. Laying the lounger out flat, Jake moved me back on to it. He hoovered over me, kissing along my jaw and shoulder before taking my nipple in to his mouth. The bright sun shined down on me, adding to the heat that was already radiating across my body.

I felt Jake’s cock in between my legs, and I spread my legs wider, pulling him against me as I wrapped my legs around him. He smiled at me and pushed in gently, seeming to understand that I had never been with someone as large as him. I savored the feeling of being stretched, enjoying the pain that was immediately replaced with pleasure.  Once he was seated fulling inside of me, Jake paused, leaning forward to kiss me again. Before our lips separated, he began to move slowly in and out of me. The pace was slow and deep, increasing my arousal. The pace continued but I wanted more.

“Harder, Jake.” I moaned out. The breeze coming off the water tickled across my chest, making my nipples even harder.

“As you command.” He stated before increasing the pace, pumping out of me harder and faster. Moan after moan escaped my lips as his pace increased, the top of his cock hitting my cervix with each deep thrust. I could feel myself moving closer and closer to climax with each stroke. He moved his hand down to my clit, rubbing small circles over it, and the movement pushed me over the edge.

“Oh, fuck, Jake, I am cumm…” I was cut off by my own orgasm as my entire core tightened over his penis, my legs shaking and my head falling back in pleasure. Jake continued his thrusts, which prolonged my orgasm.

Once my body had come down from the first orgasm, Jake flipped us over, moving me on top of him so I could ride him. “I want you to cum again,” he whispered as he pulled me down on to his penis. The change in the angle and his size caused all new sensations to run through my core. I began bouncing on his cock, slow at first but quickly picking up the pace. Jake’s own grunts and moans echoed mine as I felt the pressure building inside of me again. Jake grabbed my hips, increasing the pace, thrusting his cock into me, matching my movements.

I felt as if I was coming undone as I reached the peak of yet another orgasm. My entire body spasmed as I clenched down on Jake’s cock, my hands moving to Jake’s chest to stop myself from falling over. Jake grunted and he found his own release as he thrust roughly up one last time.

“Shit, Amalia.” He muttered, pulling me down against his chest, our sweaty bodies lying exposed against each other.  After a few moments of rest, Jake picked me up and we made our way to the small sleeping area on the yacht. “Let’s rest in in here, so you don’t burn that beautiful body of yours.”

We slept together for hours. I had never felt so comfortable just lying with someone. Even with Dylan, I had not felt so at ease next to him. Jake made me feel like I was in the right place at the right time.

When I finally did wake up again, it was clearly evening. Jake was out of bed already. Out on the deck, I spotted Jake with a picnic basket. My clothes were still out on the deck. Normally I would feel embarrassed by having to go out in front of someone naked, but I didn’t feel that way with Jake.

“I was just getting some food tog..” He cut himself off when he looked and saw me without clothes on. “You are beautiful, Amalia. And shit, you are muscular!”

“Thanks. I usually run several times a week and I enjoy different martial arts.” I shrugged as I spoke and picked up my bikini bottom, pulling it back on. I picked up the top but Jake grabbed it out of my hands.

“How about you leave that off?” He spoke in almost a whisper, throwing the top back on the deck.

I laughed and turned towards the food. “So, what do you have to eat? I am starving!”

Jake pulled out two thermal bags, handing me one, which was still warm. “I guessed that my baked ziti would be okay, especially with what we had for dinner last night. I hope that you like it.”

I opened up the bag and could smell the ziti. “It smells amazing!”

We spent the next two hours eating, laughing, and talking. I had shared more with Jake over the last two days than I had shared with anyone in a long time. Fireworks could be seen in the distance, and I snuggled into Jake. I sighed and relaxed, enjoying the contact. I was still without a top, and despite the temperature dropping a bit, I did not cover up. With Jake’s arm around me, I knew that it was only a matter of time before we went for round three. A grab of my breast and a pinch of my nipple was enough for us to ravish each other two more times before sleep claimed us.

Waking up on a boat was an interesting experience. The activities of the night before had left me tired and a bit sore, but I surprisingly slept well. The bed next to me was empty, but I could see Jake standing outside of the small cabin. I am not sure it could even be called a cabin, but it served the purpose of providing us shelter throughout the night. I had not been expecting to spend the night, so I felt a little unprepared as I pulled myself from bed. I grabbed my dress from the day before and threw it on, reaching out for a hair tie so I could throw my hair up in a messy bun.

Exiting out on to the deck of the boat, I could tell that it was still early in the morning. The sun was still low on the horizon. I could not remember the last time that I was up this early to see the sun rising. The reflection of the sun out on the horizon made the ocean appear a crystalized blue in color, almost as if diamonds were sitting just under the surface of the water.

Jake turned around and looked at me as I approached. He handed me a cup of coffee and looked back over the water.

“Thanks. It is beautiful this morning.” I continued to gaze out over the water, but I could feel Jake looking at me.

“It just got more beautiful.” Jake stated, pulling me in closer into him. The statement was cheesy, and it made me want to snicker, but I could not help the sincerity that was noted on his face. “I know that we just met, but since I do travel to Chicago regularly for work, but, um,” Jake appeared nervous, running his hand through his hair. “I don’t know what I am even trying to say. I would really just like to keep talking to you and get to know you.” He breathed out as he stopped talking, his shoulders still holding the tension of what he just said. I wouldn’t have expected him to be so nervous with the conversation. He seemed so suave, like he has had plenty of girls in his life that this type of conversation should be easy for him.

I looked up at him, unable to help feel a bit of anxiety myself at the conversation. “I think that sounds great.” I smiled and Jake leaned forward and captured my lips. While I didn’t doubt that a long-distance relationship would be difficult, or even be successful, I was still open to getting to know Jake more and talking to him. My last relationship ended terribly, so even a slow, long-distance relationship looked appealing at this point. 

We exchanged phone numbers, Jake sending me a text after I entered my phone number into his phone. After that, it was a fairly quiet morning. We hadn’t planned on staying the night on the boat and Jake needed to get back early, as he was flying back to New York later today. Jordan and I were leaving early tomorrow, as I start my new job the day after.  Feeling bad that I didn’t let Jordan know I wasn’t coming home, I sent her a quick text letting her know that I would be home before lunch.

I stayed with Jake as he took the boat back to the dock. He taught me about different aspects of piloting the boat, which I found fascinating. I had never spent a lot of time on a boat before, but I was hoping to do so again.  

Standing on the dock, Jake and I stood awkwardly, neither of us certain what to say.

“I will be in Chicago in a week, and I would love to see you when I am there.” Jake said, pulling me in close to him.

“I would love that,” I said, standing on my tip toes so I could capture another kiss before we left.  “Just let me know when you are going to be free.” I took another kiss and Jake, and we walked our separate ways. I took a few steps and turned to watch Jake walk away, only to find that he was also looking at me. I waved, feeling slightly embarrassed, and made my way back to the beach house.

I walked into the house to find Jordan in the kitchen.  “Hey, sorry I didn’t let you know I wasn’t coming home last night. Time got away from me.” I said as I came in the door.

“No worries. Did you have a good time?” Jordan looked up at me from the veggies she was cutting. I couldn’t help but feel as if she were upset with me by the tone in her voice.

“I did,” I smiled back at her. “Do you need some help?” I asked, approaching the counter.

“Sure,” she replied, and I helped her prep lunch. The rest of the day had the same feel to it, with Jordan not making much conversation, even when I asked direct questions.

By evening time when we were packing up to leave early the next day, I decided to confront Jordan about what was going on.

I needed to return Jordan’s hair dryer, so I decided to use that as an opportunity to talk to Jordan.  I knocked on her bedroom door. Receiving no response, I opened the door to find Jordan sitting on the bed, crying.

“Hey, what is going on?” I put the dryer down and moved quickly to Jordan, sitting next to her on the bed. I put my hand on her back, rubbing across her lower back.

She sighed, wiping the tears from her face. “I’m fine.” She stated, sitting up on the bed. “I just feel really stupid. I know that I shouldn’t, and I am not jealous of you and what is going on with Jake. It’s just,” she paused, looking down at her hands, “the experience with Jonathan made me question a lot of things. I mean, what the hell am I doing? I sleep with any guy and don’t think twice about it. Then some rando tells me that I am not good in bed and suddenly I suck?” I pulled Jordan into my chest, hugging her. I had never seen her so vulnerable. Whatever Jonathan said had really impacted her.

“Look, fuck whatever Jonathan said. He is a piece of shit who probably sleeps with girls and drops them to the curb all the time.  He isn’t worth your time. If you don’t like what he said, then change it. Otherwise, who gives a rat’s ass what he had to say!” Jordan didn’t deserve to feel like shit for a one-night stand. She typically wasn’t this emotional, even when a guy has said some mean things to her. I could only imagine that she had a very different perception of the events of the night than Jonathan did, which influenced her response.

“Let’s go grab some wine and we can pack up the rest of our things. No more talk about boys tonight.”

“I will take the wine but let’s just pack up and head to bed. We have an early start because someone chose the earliest flight possible.” She said, sarcastically rolling her eyes. It had actually been her idea to leave early since I was starting a new job. I would have been okay with a later flight, but she insisted.

“Yes, all my fault!” I laughed at Jordan.

Just prior to going to bed, I was setting the alarm for 5 AM when a text message came through.

Jake: Just wanted to let you know that I made it back to New York. I had a great time with you this weekend.

Me: Glad you made it back! I had a great time as well.

Jake: When do you leave tomorrow?

Me: Early, the flight is at 7:30.

Jake: Ouch!

Me: Yeah, well I start my new job soon and Jordan wanted to make sure we didn’t get back too late.

Jake: Let me know how everything goes. I would love to hear about your new job.

Me: I will definitely let you know.

Jake: I am heading off to bed. Have a good night and a safe trip home.