Chapter 7

seven

. . .

Adam

The yacht rocks gently on the moonlit waves as I guide Kaitlyn onto the deck, my hand pressed possessively against the small of her back. She looks radiant, her auburn hair tousled by the salty breeze, green eyes luminous in the starlight. I want her with a dark, primal hunger that consumes my every thought.

"It's beautiful out here," Kaitlyn murmurs, leaning against the railing. The curves of her body beckon beneath the thin fabric of her dress.

I step behind her, molding my body to hers. "Not nearly as beautiful as you," I growl against her ear.

She shivers and arches back against me. I skim my hands down her sides to grip her hips. All the pent-up desire from our simmering glances and teasing touches boils over. I need to claim her, make her mine.

Spinning her to face me, I capture her mouth in a searing kiss. She parts her lips on a gasp and I delve inside, my tongue tangling with hers. I walk her backwards until she's pressed between my body and the yacht wall.

My hands roam greedily over her lush curves as our kisses turn frantic. Kaitlyn grips my shoulders, nails digging in deliciously. I yank down the straps of her dress, freeing her heavy breasts. Cupping the ripe mounds, I tease the rosy nipples until she writhes against me.

"Adam, wait" she pants, head thrown back. "There’s something I need to tell you."

Something about her tone makes me go eerily still. “You’d better not fucking tell me you have a boyfriend, gorgeous, because I’ll hunt him down and kill him.”

She blinks, surprised by my outburst, but then her brow furrows. “No, it’s nothing like that.”

I feel myself relax but only marginally. “Then, what it is? Talk to me, beautiful.”

She bites her plump lip, and I groan. “You’re killing me, Kaitlyn.”

“I’m a virgin,” she finally blurts out.

I stare at her, the blood rushing in my ears. Her words echo in my mind. A virgin. My innocent angel, untouched by any other man.

A dark thrill rushes through me at the knowledge that I'll be her first, her only . That tight, wet heat will mold perfectly to my cock, ruining her for anyone else. She'll be mine completely.

"Oh Kaitlyn," I rasp, my voice rough with lust. "You have no idea how fucking perfect you are."

I capture her mouth again, kissing her deeply, drinking in her sweetness. She melts against me, breasts pressing deliciously into my chest. I trail my lips down the slender column of her throat, savoring the rapid flutter of her pulse. Her scent—sweet berries—intoxicates me.

I need her naked. Now . I want to worship every curvy inch of her creamy skin, taste her essence, feel her shatter with pleasure in my arms. My hands find her zipper and I tug it down impatiently, peeling the dress off her body. Kaitlyn gasps as the cool night air caresses her bare curves.

I drink in the sight of her like a man dying of thirst. Full, heavy breasts topped with pebbled pink nipples. Her waist flaring out to lush hips. The thatch of auburn curls at the juncture of her thighs hiding her virgin treasure. My cock throbs almost painfully. I've never wanted a woman this badly.

"Fuck, you're exquisite," I groan. "An untouched curvy goddess. I'm going to ruin you for any other man. All these beautiful curves belong to me now."

I drop to my knees before her, sliding my hands reverently up her smooth thighs. She quivers beneath my touch, breath coming fast. Hooking my fingers in her lacy panties, I drag them slowly down her legs. The scent of her arousal hits me and my mouth waters. I have to taste her.

Throwing one of her thighs over my shoulder, I bury my face between her legs. Kaitlyn cries out, fingers sinking into my hair. I lap at her eagerly, delving my tongue between her slick folds to find the hidden pearl at the apex of her sex. She bucks against my face as I circle her clit with firm strokes. Ambrosia. She tastes like fucking ambrosia.

"Oh god, Adam!" she keens, hips undulating. "That feels...ungh...I'm going to...ahhh!"

Her thighs start to tremble and I redouble my efforts, suckling hard on the sensitive bundle of nerves. With a sharp cry, she shatters, flooding my tongue with her sweet release. I groan in male satisfaction, continuing to lap at her gently as she rides out the aftershocks.

Finally, I pull back and rise to my feet, scooping Kaitlyn's trembling body into my arms. Her eyes are glazed, cheeks flushed a becoming pink. I can't resist claiming her lips in another drugging kiss, letting her taste herself. She moans into my mouth, arms twining around my neck.

Striding purposefully, I carry her to the yacht's luxurious stateroom below deck. The king-sized bed beckons invitingly. I lay Kaitlyn down on the plush comforter, taking a moment to shrug out of my shirt and kick off my shoes and pants. Her eyes go wide as they rove over my naked body, lingering on my painfully erect cock.

"See what you do to me, gorgeous," I rasp, fisting my throbbing length. "I'm so fucking hard for you. Gonna fill this tight little virgin pussy so good."

Kaitlyn whimpers, thighs rubbing together restlessly. I prowl onto the bed, settling myself between her parted legs. Bracing myself over her, I rub the swollen head of my cock through her slick folds, teasing her entrance. She bucks impatiently, trying to take me inside.

"Adam, please," she mewls desperately. "I need you."

"Shhh, I've got you angel," I soothe, pressing a tender kiss to her forehead. "This might hurt, but I promise I'll make it so good for you."

Slowly, carefully, I start to push inside her, groaning at the exquisite squeeze of her tight channel. She tenses, fingernails biting into my shoulders. Inch by excruciating inch, I sink into her welcoming heat until I'm buried to the hilt, fully seated inside her body.

"Fuck, Kaitlyn," I grunt through clenched teeth. "You're so goddamn tight. Squeezing my cock like a vise."

She whimpers, and I hold myself still, letting her adjust to the unfamiliar fullness stretching her open. Capturing her mouth, I kiss her deeply, tongues tangling sensually, until I feel her start to relax. Experimentally, I rock my hips and she gasps into my mouth, pleasure starting to chase away the pain.

"That's it, angel," I encourage huskily, starting a slow, deep rhythm. "Take my cock. Such a good girl, so fucking perfect."

Kaitlyn moans, arching to meet my thrusts as she grows accustomed to my possession. I angle my hips to hit that secret spot inside her, swiveling to stimulate her clit. Her slick walls flutter around me and I groan, fighting the urge to pound into her. I want her first time to be good, to ruin her for any other man.

"Adam, oh god," she pants, nails digging into the muscles of my back. "Don't stop. It feels so good."

Her breathless pleas spur me on. I increase the force of my thrusts, still mindful of her virgin status but unable to hold back completely. The erotic sounds of skin slapping against skin and our labored breathing fill the stateroom. Kaitlyn writhes beneath me, lost to the pleasure, a sheen of sweat glistening on her flushed skin.

I bend my head to capture one rosy nipple between my lips, suckling greedily as my hips piston relentlessly. She keens, back bowing off the bed. Close, she's so close. I can feel her tightening like a bowstring about to snap.

Lifting my head, I lock eyes with her, our gazes fusing with scorching intensity. "Come for me, Kaitlyn," I command roughly. "I want to feel this sweet little pussy milking my cock dry as you scream my name."

My filthy words push her over the edge. With a sharp cry of my name, Kaitlyn shatters, her sex clamping down on me like a vise. The squeeze of her release triggers my own. With a guttural groan, I bury myself to the hilt and erupt, flooding her virgin passage with my seed.

Wave after wave of ecstasy crashes over us as we cling to each other, bodies joined in the most primal way. I capture Kaitlyn's lips in a searing kiss, swallowing her whimpers and sighs. She trembles in my arms, overcome by the intensity of our joining.

Slowly, reluctantly, I withdraw from her luscious heat and gather her close, tucking her against my chest. "You're incredible," I murmur into her hair, still reeling. "I've never felt anything like that before."

Kaitlyn tips her head back to meet my gaze, green eyes soft and luminous. "Me either," she admits shyly. "That was...wow."

I chuckle, unable to resist pressing a tender kiss to her temple. "It was fucking transcendent, is what it was. You've ruined me for anyone else, gorgeous."

She blushes prettily, but I see the flash of feminine satisfaction in her eyes. Good. I want her to know how completely she owns me, body and soul. This curvy little virgin has brought me to my knees.

We lay tangled together, basking in the afterglow, the yacht bobbing gently on the moonlit waves. I know with bone-deep certainty that this is only the beginning for us. Kaitlyn has unlocked something inside me, a yearning I never knew existed.

She's mine now, and I'll move heaven and earth to keep her by my side. My innocent curvy goddess, my redemption.

My everything.