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7
Carson
What the fuck just happened? Did she seriously just say, “Thank you for the help,” and then leave without another word? My eyes are still trained on the marina entrance, the one she just left through after she climbed straight into a waiting cab, after throwing my bedsheets in the dumpster.
How the hell did things get so fucked up, so fast?
Twenty minutes ago she was asleep, naked on my chest, my cum drying on her freshly devirginized cunt, and now she’s gone without anything other than a ‘Thank you for the help’.
Anger courses through my veins until I’m pacing the deck, my hands balled into fists at my sides. I knew she was a cold-hearted bitch, but this, this is beyond anything I thought she was capable of. Forcing my feet to stop moving, I shake my head. This is exactly what I should have expected. Carrigan Archibald is a manipulative, calculating bitch. She needed something from me and now she doesn’t, simple as that.
I need to stop thinking this was more than it was. She asked me to help solve a problem and I did. It was just sex. Fucking out of this world, blow my mind sex, but it was still just sex.
Except touching her and feeling the way her tight pussy clung to my dick was epic. Watching the video like a voyeur as she cried out my name, her body writhing beneath me, completely under my control, is quite possibly the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. Better than even the filthiest of porn I’ve ever watched.
I shouldn’t have sent a copy of it to my cell, but I just couldn’t help myself, because the thought of her deleting it after she breaks the will is unthinkable to me. I’ll never tell a soul I have it, but I’ll know, and I already know I’ll watch it again.
Unwilling to wash the smell of sex and her off my body I don’t shower, instead I pull on a shirt and slide my feet into my sneakers before cleaning up the food bags and locking up. Once I’m in my car I pull out my cell to text her and realize I don’t even have her cell number. A wry laugh falls from my lips and I slam my palms against the steering wheel in frustration.
Without starting the engine I climb back out of my car dialing Matthew, the head of my regular staff who crew the boat when I want to go out sailing.
“Mr. Windsor,” Matthew answers.
“Matthew, I know it’s short notice, but I want to go out, how quickly can you get here?”
“You pay us to be on call Mr. Windsor,” Matthew says with a laugh. “I’ll see you in thirty minutes.”
“Thank you,” I say on a relieved breath, ending the call and making my way back over to ‘The Escape’, my beautiful boat, my one true love, that’s now tainted with the most intense sexual experience of my life.
Securing the gangway in place again I climb aboard and unlock the galley door. The smell of sex and Priss hits me the moment I step inside and my dick instantly hardens. Fuck, once isn’t going to be enough. I might hate her, she might hate me, but she’s everything I wasn’t willing to admit I need in a woman. Perfectly, willingly submissive, happy to let me lead, knowing that I’ll make it good for her. She trusted me completely and that feeling, being in complete control of someone else’s body, was euphoric.
God, imagine all the things I could do to her now I don’t need to be careful with her, all the things I could teach her. We don’t need to be friends or in a relationship to fuck, in fact I can totally get on board with a fuck buddy situation—non-friends with benefits so to speak.
My dick throbs at the idea of being inside of her again. She might not know it yet, but this isn’t over. I might have said only once, but one taste wasn’t enough, and fucking Carrigan Archibald out of my system just became my new obsession.
