In Deep Waters: Cruising The Seas Part 23

"Of course." Ryan slid her arm around Kay's waist and directed her toward the sofa in the sitting area. A champagne bottle sat in a wine cooler on a small low table. "Sit down while I pour."

Kay studied Ryan again as she popped the champagne and filled two flutes. She was clear-eyed and confident, moving with easy grace. Her hands were long-fingered and slender. And as she watched Ryan bend to pour the champagne, she saw that her first impression had been correct. A sizable c.o.c.k nestled against the inside of her left thigh.

"Isn't it uncomfortable like that... for hours?"

Ryan followed Kay's gaze. "Not with the right fit. It can get a little intense when I'm excited, but that's natural."

Kay took the gla.s.s Ryan held out, feeling her face flame. "I have absolutely no idea where that came from. I'm so sorry."

"There's no need to be." Ryan sat down next to her, leaving her champagne gla.s.s on the table. "If it's not what you want-"

"It is," Kay said quickly, not caring if she sounded a little desperate. She felt a little desperate. Desperate and breathless and terribly terribly terribly h.o.r.n.y. She took a generous swallow of the champagne. "Sometime tonight I want to touch it."

Ryan drew a sharp breath, and when she spoke, her voice was deeper. "I'd like that." She leaned closer and kissed Kay's neck again, then cupped Kay's face and kissed her mouth.

She was a wonderful kisser, softly teasing and stroking with her tongue as she caressed Kay's neck and shoulders with both hands. She let the diamonds at Kay's ears play across her fingertips as she kissed along her jaw, but she didn't touch Kay's b.r.e.a.s.t.s. And after a few minutes of Ryan's mouth on her skin, Kay ached to have her nipples ma.s.saged. She was getting too excited too fast and she finally pulled away. Ryan was breathing quickly, too. Realizing that Ryan enjoyed what they were doing made Kay even more excited.

"You're really not pretending, are you?" Kay whispered.

"You're very beautiful. Very sweet." Ryan traced a fingertip over Kay's chin, then down the center of her throat. "Feeling your excitement excites me. Thinking about you touching my c.o.c.k makes me hard and wet."

"Are you? Now?"

"Yes."

"I don't think I'd better kiss you anymore right now," Kay said, moving away but keeping her hand on Ryan's arm. "All I can think about is going to bed, and I spent all day getting ready for tonight."

"There are a lot of pleasurable things we can do outside of bed." Ryan retrieved her champagne gla.s.s and emptied it in several long swallows. Then she stood and held out her hand. "You look too beautiful not to show off. Let's go dancing."

For one second, Kay contemplated blowing off the dance. She wanted to kiss Ryan again. She wanted Ryan to play with her b.r.e.a.s.t.s. She wanted to caress the hardness in Ryan's pants and make Ryan's breathing get harsh again. "I don't know how long I can wait. I don't think I've ever been so unspeakably aroused in my life, and we've only kissed."

"Whatever you need," Ryan whispered, kissing her, "whatever you want."

"Oh G.o.d. We'd better leave now."

Kay took Ryan's hand as they left the cabin and walked down the hall. They rode the elevators to the main deck and followed the sound of music and laughter. The night was dark but the s.h.i.+p was blazing with light, and Kay imagined it must look like a roaring inferno from a distance. She certainly felt like one.

"Did you want to ask me something else?" Ryan said, releasing Kay's hand and putting her arm around Kay's shoulders.

Kay circled Ryan's waist and leaned against her. "It might be personal."

"Whatever you want, remember?"

"I saw you Sunday night in the theater. You were with a woman, a really beautiful blonde in a short leather skirt."

"Yes."

"Was she a date?"

Ryan guided Kay to a shadowed area along the railing. "You're my only date this week."

"I watched her come with your c.o.c.k inside her."

Ryan's arm tightened around Kay. Her voice sounded tighter too. "Yes."

"It was very s.e.xy. When I got back to my room I thought about it and m.a.s.t.u.r.b.a.t.ed. I came three times."

"Kay," Ryan groaned.

"Can I touch your c.o.c.k now?"

"Yes."

When Ryan reached for her fly, Kay stopped her. "I want to take it out while you kiss me again."

Ryan leaned against the railing and pulled Kay close, kissing her more intently than before. Kay felt the hardness between Ryan's legs pressing against her belly and she rubbed herself against the prominence, clutching Ryan's hips. With her mouth against Ryan's, sucking her tongue and her lips, she slid Ryan's zipper down and worked her hand inside the opening. When her fingers closed 'round something full and firm, she gasped.

"Oh my G.o.d. It's warm. It feels ... so soft."

"It's cyberskin," Ryan murmured, her fingers sifting through Kay's hair. She nipped at Kay's earlobe and ran her tongue along the rim of Kay's ear. "Do you like it?"

"Yes," Kay said, tightening her fist and ma.s.saging the bulge. Ryan lurched against her and groaned. "You can feel that?"

"Oh yeah," Ryan said shakily. "You're jerking off my c.l.i.t when you do that."

"I want to see it."

"Take it out."

Kay angled her body against Ryan's so they faced the ocean and no one could see what she was doing. She worked the c.o.c.k out through the opening in Ryan's pants. It looked long and pale in the moonlight, and when she closed her fingers around it, just the head was exposed. She tried sliding her hand up and down its length, and when she did, Ryan's hips lifted and fell. "Does that feel nice?"

"Very nice."

"Will you come?"

"Is that what you want?" Ryan's chest heaved and she grabbed the rail. "Kay? You have to tell me what you want."

"Kiss me."

Ryan's mouth was insistent, her kisses urgent and harsh. The harder Kay pulled on Ryan's c.o.c.k, the deeper Ryan plunged her tongue into Kay's mouth. She loved the grunting sound Ryan made deep in her chest each time she stroked her. She'd never felt so powerful.

"Tell me how to make you come," Kay demanded, watching Ryan's face.

"Faster." Ryan's eyes were beseeching. "Faster."

When Kay wrapped both hands around the c.o.c.k and worked it rapidly up and down in Ryan's crotch, Ryan's knees buckled and she sagged.

"I'm going to come," Ryan said through gritted teeth. She grabbed Kay's waist for balance. "Do you want me to? Can I? Tell me what you want."

"I want to know how it feels," Kay whispered, "when I do this to your c.o.c.k."

Ryan groaned and closed her eyes briefly. "Like there's a fireball in my belly... getting ready to... explode." Ryan stiffened and stared down at Kay hammering her c.o.c.k. "Oh f.u.c.k... I'm going to come. Right. Now."

"You're so s.e.xy." Kay kept up the motion as Ryan thrust into Kay's hands, pumping her hips in short, hard jerks. Even when Ryan's fingers dug painfully into her waist, she didn't stop. Not until Ryan groaned and went limp against the railing. "So s.e.xy when you come."

"Oh baby," Ryan sighed. "You're good at that."

Kay smiled. "Really? I've never done it before." She leaned against the front of Ryan's body, bending Ryan's c.o.c.k so it nestled against her stomach. "I wish I could put it inside me right now. I'm so wet from feeling you come I know I'd come in a second."

"We can go back to your room." Ryan cupped Kay's breast and thumbed her hard nipple. "I'd love to f.u.c.k you."

"Was that your girlfriend? The one who came in your lap in the theater?" Kay found Ryan's other hand and put it on her breast, catching her lip between her teeth as Ryan squeezed both nipples simultaneously.

"My mistress."

"Oh." Kay reached down between them and tucked Ryan's c.o.c.k back into her pants. Then she carefully settled it against Ryan's thigh again. "Is that good there?"

"Perfect."

Kay zipped the fly and patted Ryan's c.o.c.k gently, thinking about how the blonde had touched her own c.l.i.t when Ryan was inside her. "She doesn't mind when women make you come? She doesn't get jealous when you f.u.c.k other women?"

"No."

"Will you tell her that I made you come standing out here where anyone could have seen us?" Kay swayed, rubbing her p.u.s.s.y back and forth against the prominence in Ryan's pants. Her c.l.i.t jumped in time to the pull of Ryan's fingers on her nipples.

"Do you want me to tell her what you did?" Ryan rolled Kay's nipples harder. "That you played with my c.o.c.k until my c.l.i.t was so hard I came in your hands?"

"Uh huh." Kate nodded and covered Ryan's hands with hers. "Feels so good."

"If I tell her what you did, she'll get wet and she'll want to come."

"What will she do?" Kay felt almost drunk on sensation. Her p.u.s.s.y swelled and tightened.

"She'll make me kneel on the floor between her legs while she plays with her c.l.i.t. When I tell her you jerked me off on deck, she'll order me to kiss her c.l.i.t."

Kay s.h.i.+vered. "Will her c.l.i.t be very hard?"

"Very big and very very hard." Ryan bit down gently on the side of Kay's neck. "When I tell her that I asked you for permission to come, she'll let me lick her c.u.n.t. Then she'll come in my mouth."

"She's beautiful when she comes." Kay's eyes slid closed as the sharp pleasure in her b.r.e.a.s.t.s spread to her belly and focused in her c.l.i.t. "After I watched her with you that night, I kept seeing her face and coming and coming."

"Would you like to watch again?" Ryan breathed the words into Kay's ear.

"Oh yes." Kay dropped her head on Ryan's shoulder. "I want to come so hard right now."

"Anything you want."

"I want you to put your c.o.c.k in me."

Ryan nuzzled Kay's neck. "Do you want to go back to your cabin?"

"I want to dance with you and feel your c.o.c.k rubbing against me and know that I'm going to come on it later." She shuddered and pulled Ryan's hands off her b.r.e.a.s.t.s. "I'm going to need it so bad by then."

Ryan linked fingers with her. "Dance with me."

Kay followed her into the huge ballroom where a sea of women in tuxedos and gowns and leather and. lace danced and caressed and celebrated. Ryan danced like she kissed, sensuously and totally in tune with Kay's body. Kay rested her cheek against Ryan's shoulder and floated, feeling her body ripen as the hours pa.s.sed and Ryan continually caressed her shoulders, her back, her bare thigh. Her b.r.e.a.s.t.s ached against Ryan's chest. Ryan's hard c.o.c.k brushed rhythmically against her mons, ever so lightly tapping her c.l.i.toris, taking her just to the edge of release and leaving her aching inside.

"I've never felt so wonderful in my life," Kay murmured as the last song finished. "Thank you."

"You don't need to thank me. I'm having a great time. You feel fantastic in my arms."

Kate tilted her head back, knowing her eyes must look heavy with s.e.x. "I want you to have a good time, too. I know it's work-"

Ryan touched her ringer to Kay's lips. "This is not work."

"Will you... will you make love to me now? I'm past needing you to make me come. I think I might die if you don't."

"I would love to." Ryan circled Kay's waist, held her close and kissed her temple. "I want tonight to be even better than you dreamed."

Kay smoothed her hand down the center of Ryan's chest and over her abdomen. Fleetingly she touched the c.o.c.k between her legs. "I want this."

Ryan tightened her hold but didn't hurry her pace as she led Kay through the crowd toward a staircase. "As many times as you want."

"Where are we going?" Kay asked as she realized they were headed to an unfamiliar part of the s.h.i.+p. She stifled a gasp of surprise as Ryan spun her against the wall and pinned her there with the force of her body.

"You know where."

Then Ryan was kissing her, and Kay forgot her next question. She clung to Ryan as Ryan's kisses went from gentle to fierce in a heartbeat. She dug her fingers into Ryan's shoulders and parted her legs, her dress riding up her thighs as Ryan's hips ground against her. The floating feeling was gone and in its place, she burned. Her c.l.i.toris pounded and her p.u.s.s.y contracted powerfully each time Ryan plunged her tongue into her mouth. She fumbled at Ryan's fly.

"I need you to f.u.c.k me."

Ryan caught her wrist and pressed Kay's hand to her c.o.c.k. She skimmed her teeth up Kay's neck. "I need to f.u.c.k you. I've needed it for hours." She pulled Kay along the hall by the hand. "Hurry."

Kay followed. Tonight was her night to be bold.

Ryan slowed before a cabin door and pulled the key card from her pocket. She kissed Kay softly, as softly as she had ravished her mouth just moments before. "Anything you want. And nothing that you don't. All right?"

"Open the door, Ryan." Kay tightened her grip on Ryan's hand and stepped inside.

A small blonde sat reading in a large upholstered chair on the far side of the room. She wore nothing except black bikini panties and a see-through black silk tank top. The outlines of her b.r.e.a.s.t.s and nipples were clear. She put her book carefully aside, her gaze s.h.i.+fting from Ryan to Kay. She smiled softly. "h.e.l.lo."

"Allie," Ryan murmured softly in the dimly lit cabin, releasing Kay's hand. "I'd like you to meet Kay." She gently cupped the back of Kay's neck, stroking her lightly. "Kay, this is my mistress."

"h.e.l.lo," Kay said, the crystal-clear image of Allie climaxing as she rode Ryan's c.o.c.k flas.h.i.+ng through her mind. Her stomach rolled with a wave of arousal, and she knew from the way Allie's smile flickered on the edge of laughter that she saw it.

"Has Ryan been good to you?" Allie asked, fanning her fingertips, one after the other, over her right nipple.

"Yes, very," Kay said, her gaze fixed on Allie's b.r.e.a.s.t.s. "She's a magnificent dancer."