MAVERICK
It was a beautiful day despite my being too tanned and exhausted. After our boat ride, we watched the sunset at Oia and had a dinner date. It was nothing fancy, but I loved the fact that he could be an ordinary man while he was with me.
I was glad Owen and Homer watched us from a distance, and I didn’t see people checking him out. Sometimes, having a lack of privacy can be annoying.
Then, we ended our night strolling at the private beach down the villa. I even forgot what happened in Sicily for a while. I had so much fun, and I was grateful that this trip happened.
When I struggled to walk on the sand with my sandals, Lake shook his head. He was entertained with my struggle.
“Let me help you with that.” He went on his knee to undo the straps, took my sandals off, and carried them for me.
“Thanks.”
“No need to thank me.”
“No, it’s about this trip. I didn’t realize I badly needed it until I had fun with you today. It feels like, right now, some weights lift off my chest.”
Owen and Homer came with blankets, pillows, and a chargeable lamp.
“What are you doing?” I asked out of curiosity.
“Look up? It’s beautiful out here.”
I did as Owen said. My mouth hung open in awe. The sky was clear, with millions of stars twinkling down at us. “This reminds me of your deck.”
Lake smiled at me, placing his hand on my lower back. “Pretty romantic, too.”
I smiled, and I hoped he didn’t see me blush. Too late, though. I could practically hear his brain reeling.
“Fine. I thought of spending a night on the beach under the sky. Happy?”
His smile widened. “Let’s check some on your bucket list, baby.”
Once Owen and Homer spread the blanket, they returned to the house.
I wiped off my feet before stepping into the blanket. Then I lay down and looked at the sky. I couldn’t help but be grateful for the kind of life I had right now.
I mean, who could not be grateful? Months ago, I was struggling to make ends meet. My ex dumped me, and I was crashing at my boss’s place. Life may not have been easy, but I had friends, my husband, and a whole lot of support, and I just found out that I had a family-a dangerous and dysfunctional family, though.
I felt a kiss on my lips that jarred me out of my little trance.
“Where did you go for a moment?” There was a slight worry on his face as he looked down at me.
“I was walking down memory lane. My life would have been the same if I didn’t meet Owen.”
With raised brows, he said, “So Owen gets all the credits.”
“Silly.” I playfully hit him on the arm before I pulled him down. I pressed my lips against him and cupped his head. “I wouldn’t be here if not because of you. I guess I’m just lucky.”
“You mean it’s destiny.” He pinned me with his body but made sure he would not crush me.
“Okay. Whatever floats your boat, Mr. Winston.” I rolled my eyes. I got an instant pinch on my thigh and a bite on my bottom lip, making me groan. “What the hell was that for?”
“You called me Mr. Winston. I feel like you were talking to my father, and it’s gross.”
I barked out, laughing, my body shaking. Then I covered my mouth instantly when he didn’t look amused. “I’m sorry, okay. Now, I couldn’t imagine how my life would be if I married your tyrant father.”
“Stop talking about my father while we’re on a romantic getaway, can you?” He punished me with a hard kiss.
“Yes, sir.” My smile was meaningful.
When he squinted his eyes, I clamped my mouth shut.
Then he said that made my eyes wide. “Maybe you can lift your dress, and I will pull your panties.”
“And then what?”
“Ever had a dream of sex on the beach?”
“No. That’s too exposed.”
“This is a private property. Live a little, baby.”
Horrified, I widened my eyes even further, opposing the idea of us having sex. “No way.”
“Yes, way.” He grabbed an extra blanket and covered us.
“This is more obvious, Lake. You can’t be reckless like this, and someone could upload then the video of your ass on social media. Are you crazy? Imagine the caption. The tech billionaire Lake Winston’s ass on the beach.”
“I will sue their asses. Trust me.” He grabbed his phone and dialed someone.
“Don’t tell me you’re asking Owen to watch for the paparazzi or uninvited guests so you could fuck me.”
“That’s exactly what I’m about to do.” His eyes filled with humor, and while I was scared of the consequences, it was unsettling.
“You’re insane and wild.”
The call was answered. “No one can see us here, right?”
“Just have fun, boss.” My face heated the moment Owen’s voice echoed in the speaker. “We’ll take care of the rest. And it’s normal. You don’t have to make us aware of what a couple is doing-”
“Shut up.” He hung up the call and grinned.
“Oh, boy.” I sighed in defeat.
Before I could protest, his mouth was already on mine, kissing me hard, pinning me down when I began to protest. With my attempt to get off of him, I spanked his ass.
He broke the kiss, and his eyes darkened. “We can get kinky here if you want to.”
“You’re awfully horny tonight. Was that from what you had for dinner? The oyster?”
“Don’t blame everything on oysters. I’m just literally horny.” He beamed at me and reached for the light to turn it off. I could still see him under the moonlight. He returned to kissing me, hands roaming around until he reached for my panties, pulling them down.
I was aware of how my body would respond. I was aroused a long time ago. Maybe I was into kink and wild sex.
When I couldn’t fight it anymore, I finally gave in. I opened my legs and welcomed him when I felt his bulge. How could I deny him when he never denied my need?
He groaned in approval, simultaneously opening the fly. With my help, he pushed his pants down his knees, and then I grabbed his cock, stroking it.
“Baby, I can’t fuck you longer, but I will make sure to make you come.”
“Just stop talking already. You’re wasting our precious time.” That cracked him up as he positioned his head into my folds. Without warning, he thrust himself inside me.
I sucked in a breath. Our gazes locked under the moonlight. I guess we both wanted this and got wild once in a while. I didn’t realize getting out of my comfort zone could be this enthralling and thrilling.
With his eyes on mine, possessive in his stare, he began moving his hips, slowly at first, and here outside, it felt more intimate and erotic than in bed. I felt free and exposed, yet I trusted him with myself, my body, and my life.
“You’re fucking beautiful.”
“You’re dreamy, Winston.”
He smiled down at me before capturing my lips and then quickened his thrust into me.
I tried hard not to moan, but it was difficult not to when it felt so good. Being wild turned me on. The excitement and anticipation and the thought that someone might see were dousing my pleasure.
My grip tightened around his arms as I held my last ounce of self-control not to scream his name. I tilted my head back, biting back my moan, but my restrain was all gone when he dipped his head onto my neck and breathed in broken pants, making my skin so sensitive.
“Fuck, baby. So fucking good,” he said through gritted teeth as if he was holding himself.
When it was too much to bear, I released my moan, shuddering as the pleasure intensified. I began bucking my hips, and he thrust into me, his cock claiming me, grounding right against my clit.
With each plunge, he brought me to heaven, and I almost winced every time he deepened, claiming me over and over again.