9. Chapter 9

Ollie

I'd thought yesterday onboard the ship had been perfect, but today was unlike anything I'd ever experienced. Not only had I gotten to swim with the dolphin, but there had never been a time in my life when I'd felt so cherished or cared for. Adam was the most perfect Daddy in the world, and I didn't know how I was supposed to walk away from him at the end of the week. I'd literally known the man for just short of three full days, and I already couldn't imagine my life without him.

We made our way back on board the ship and stopped by my cabin to drop off my bags and to get me clothes for tomorrow. I chuckled as I tossed the bags on the bed because at least it was good for something. Other than a short nap, I hadn't slept in it and didn't plan to.

We were both too full from the food we ate after my swim with the dolphins to eat dinner on the ship, so we headed straight for his room. Once there, we both stripped off our clothes, and he pulled me with him to the bed. He kissed me, his hands running over my body, driving me insane. We hadn't been together but a few times, but my body already recognized the feel of his and reacted accordingly.

I knew if I gave him half a chance, he would have me underneath him on the bed, but as much as I loved having my Daddy on top of me, his body holding me down while he fucked me senseless, I had something else in mind tonight. I hoped he would let me take the lead this time.

I put my hands on his shoulders, pushing him back. I swung my legs over him, pinning him beneath me, then I leaned down over him and kissed him.

"Somebody's feeling unusually bossy tonight," he said.

"Nope, you're still in charge, Daddy. Always. But I want to make you feel good tonight. If that's okay?"

He gave me a wicked grin and nodded his head. I tore open the condom package and quickly rolled it over him, then I picked up the lube and poured some into my hand. I grabbed his cock, gave it a couple strokes to make it slick, and positioned it at my hole. I met his eyes and watched his face as I slowly lowered myself down, taking him inside me. He groaned, dropping his head back against the pillows. I rode him slowly at first, gradually picking up speed.

"This is my favorite position, Daddy. I love when I get to ride you."

"I like it, too, baby boy, but honestly, I like you any way I can have you."

He placed his hands on my hips, flexing them, and I could tell he was fighting the urge to take control and direct my movements. I leaned down and kissed him. I said, "Do it. Take control. I know you want to."

He moaned as he gripped my hips, holding me still, and he started to thrust up, hard, over and over. His breath caught, and his body shuddered as he came inside me. He relaxed his grip on my hips so I could move, and I slowly rocked my hips, riding him through his tremors.

I leaned down and kissed him, melting against him. He wrapped his arms around me, flipping us over. "Mm, that was great, but now, it's your turn."

He slid back so that he was kneeling between my legs. I heard the flick of the lube bottle. I let my legs fall open, giving him more room as he ran his finger down my taint to my hole, teasing the edge. He wrapped the fingers of one hand around my cock and began to stroke as he slid first one finger and then two into my hole. He continued finger fucking me while he stroked me slowly.

He lifted my hips, pushing his fingers in deeper, curling them, and finding my prostate. I whimpered, arching my back. "Oh, Daddy, right there, oh, fuck." It wasn't long before I felt the telltale signs of my climax. "Oh, shit, I'm coming," I gasped.

He stopped stroking me and dropped his head down, swallowing my cock and sucking hard. I cried out as I came in his mouth. He swallowed as much as he could and then licked up any that he'd missed.

"Shit, baby boy," he gasped as he crawled up beside me and collapsed.

"I know," I agreed, wrapping my arms around him.

Adam

On the fourth day, we would be spending time back out to sea. I woke up with a precious boy snuggled up against me like he belonged there. And damn if I didn't think he did. I also knew that we would be crazy busy tomorrow on the second shore excursion, and I didn't want to leave our future to a last-minute thought as we pulled back into port. Which meant today was the day for me to convince my boy that we could be more than a vacation fling.

I just had no idea how to go about it. Which meant I needed a plan. My sister had raved about the spa treatment she and Bree got, and I needed a little time to figure things out, so I made arrangements for my boy and his friend Carey to spend the morning at the spa. I shamelessly used the fact that they'd barely seen each other all week to guilt him into going without me, but I included lots of kisses and promises that I was planning something special for us for later on, so he wouldn't be worried I was tired of him.

Then I called Harper and Bree and convinced them to come spend a little time with me out on my balcony while we made a plan. They both arrived shortly with wine, food, and all kinds of ideas.

"You could take him to dinner at the captain's table," Harper suggested.

"No," Bree countered. "That's awesome and extravagant, but it wouldn't give you any privacy. Plus, from what you've told us about your boy, I'm not sure extravagant is the way to go."

Harper sighed. "You're right, as always. It's an awesome experience, but it isn't exactly romantic."

Bree shook her head. "Actually, maybe that's exactly the thing. What he wants is the experience, right? Like yesterday when you took him to swim with the dolphins. When you guys came back on board, I swear he was still glowing from that. I mean, I can see what it is about him that you want to keep. He's adorable."

"He is," I agreed. "But it isn't just that. I have fun when I'm with him, no matter what we're doing. I feel alive in a way I haven't since I don't know when. He's sexy, he's sweet, and he's just a genuinely good person. I don't want to go back to spending my evenings alone watching boring television or working until I can't keep my eyes open anymore. I want to spend my evenings with him."

I looked up, and my sister was looking at me with such love in her eyes. "And that's what I've been wanting for you for a long time now. And honestly, I don't think you need some elaborate plan or some crazy scheme to win him over. I've seen the way he looks at you. I think all you need to do is tell him exactly that, and you're going to be golden."