We’re coming up to our last day here and the guys have rented a boat for the day. Rachel was shy at first, but once Amber’s loud ass got ahold of her, the three of us hit it off.
After getting the keys, the guys load up the huge boat with our cooler full of food and drinks and then Gio helps each of us women onto the deck. Mario and Rachel sit in the front seats and Nico and Amber sit toward the back, leaving Gio to drive.
“Can you drive this thing?” I ask.
Gio laughs. “I own one of these things. C’mon.” He pulls me in front of him, sandwiching my body between his front and the steering wheel, and turns the ignition, starting the boat. I have no idea what he does, but after pressing a few buttons and pulling a lever down, the boat moves forward. We wade away from the docks slowly, but once we get into the open water, Gio’s breath hits my ear. “Hold on, baby, it’s about to get rough.”
Pulling hard on the lever, the boat smoothly increases in speed. The wind is slapping Rachel and Mario in their faces, but Gio and I are protected by the glass. The water comes up around us as the boat hits each wave. We continue to increase in speed, the ocean breeze whirring around us, when I feel Gio’s fingers enter my bikini bottoms. Nobody can see us because of the dashboard, but I still dart my eyes around to make sure.
“Hold the wheel, baby,” he croons, and I do as he says, my hands holding the steering wheel steady so we keep going straight. The speed evens out, but we’re still going fast enough that the wind is loud to our ears. His hand taps my thigh and I separate my legs slightly, giving him access.
His fingers push into me and he pumps them in and out a few times until I’m slick with arousal. I feel his fingers move to my clit and he spreads my juices, massaging my sensitive nub. My head goes back slightly, my eyes rolling back in pleasure, and I feel Gio softly laughing at me. “Baby you’re holding the steering wheel. You need to open your eyes.” My eyes flutter back open, my mind trying to focus on keeping us straight, but it’s almost impossible with his fingers gently massaging my clit. He knows exactly what he’s doing and it feels so good.
His mouth comes down onto my neck, sucking lightly along the sensitive skin under my ear as his fingers and thumb pinch my clit. I gasp and he does it again. “Come for me, Ari. Come on, baby.” His assault on my clit and neck has me whimpering and begging for release as I pray my legs don’t give out and I don’t get us into an accident.
His fingers aren’t gentle. They’re rough and desperate and I can feel my orgasm building higher and higher until my body finally detonates, waves of pleasure pouring through me. My eyes roll back as everything goes black for a moment.
I open my eyes and look at Gio just in time to see him pull his hand out of my suit bottoms and bring them up to my mouth. “Taste yourself, baby.” I willingly part my lips, but instead of pushing his fingers inside my mouth, he brings them up to his mouth, sucking my juices off—a soft groan resonating from his chest. Then he brings them back to my lips and pushes them into my mouth. My tongue swirls around his fingers as I suck my juices and his saliva off his flesh. “Fuck, woman.” He pulls the digits from my lips and replaces them with his mouth and tongue, devouring me.
“Gio!” someone yells, but I’m so lost in this man, I don’t pay any attention. “Fucking Asshole! We aren’t moving.” I recognize the voice as Nico’s. Oh shit! The boat! I push Gio’s mouth off mine and look around, realizing the boat has come to a complete stop right in the middle of the ocean. Gio chuckles softly, licking his lips. “You taste damn good.” He leans down one more time, kissing the side of my throat before he turns me back around and pulls the lever again, the boat lurching forward right along with my heart.
Chapter Twenty-Two
ARIA
“How long will you be gone for?” We’ve been back from the Bahamas for over a month, during which time I’ve been looking into reenrolling in college for the fall and finding out which classes I’ll have to make up. Gio asked that I stay living here until the Weston situation gets dealt with. He’s concerned he’s waiting for me to slip up so he can take me again.
I made it clear to him that I wouldn’t be going anywhere unless he made me. I love spending my days with the girls here at the mansion and my nights wrapped up in Gio. We’ve gone on several double dates with Nico and Amber and if I didn’t know better, I would think Gio’s been in several relationships. He’s that good at it.