I don’t know if Sir knows this, but I love boats. It’s been a while since I’ve been on my family’s boat since I had been so busy with commissions, so to hear the waves crashing against the hull and birds squawking in the sky…Oh my God I’m so excited!
“Are you ready?” he questions as he kisses my shoulder.
“I’m ready,” I giddily bounce.
“Okay, open your eyes.” He takes off the blind fold and my eyes and my mouth widen. Now, if I never questioned the difference between a million and billion before, I am now. I see we are rich, but Sir is wealthy. I see we’re not on a boat, but an entire yacht. Honestly, from how enormous this thing is, it feels more like a private cruise ship than a yacht.
“Wow, Sir!” I exclaim. “This is… wow… well beyond my expectations,” I breathe out, floored.
“Welcome aboard the Princess Glory!” He steps up behind me, kissing the nape of my neck and my eyes widen even more.Did he name a private cruise ship after me?!“So, do you like it?” He waits expectantly and I chuckle.
“I…love it, Sir,” I stand on my tippy toes, kissing him.
“Oh yeah?” he nibbles my ear.
“Yes Sir, I… love it,” I express once more. His eyes roam over me and I can feel his thick dick on my thigh.
“Damn, I think I need to name more boats after you if I get praise like this.” He sucks my lip into his mouth, making me chuckle. “And I look forward to seeing just how much you like the other gifts.” He picks me up, and I wrap my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck.
“Other gifts? There are more?”
“Did you really think that would be all?”
“Well… yes,” I giggle. “I only expected something small. I never could have guessed this is the so-called boat you were talking about,” I snort, still loving it. “This was certainly surprise enough. Oh by the way, where are our shadows today?” I ask, looking for Fabian and Lawrence.
“They are around, but I wanted to take you somewhere alone for this part. Where I can have you all to myself.” He hugs me tight, and my heart does backflips in my chest.
I notice we’ve been alone more often these past few days…
“I… I thought you like when people watch… uhm… us,” I stammer, and he laughs.
“Well, that’s true, but that doesn’t mean Ineedpeople to watch or want them to watch all the time. Sometimes I just want it to be just you and I.” He spins me on my heel, and I beam.
“But… uhm… j-just so you know… I think I’m g-getting used to it… s-so you don’t uhm… have to hold back,” I glance away shy at my revelation, but it’s true. I am getting used to people being in the room with us while we are having sex.
I mean, what other choice do I have? There are only rare occasions when someone isnotpresent when he’s taking me on a high. Fabian and Lawrence especially have been privy to nearly all but maybe four or five of our sexual encounters. It’s just a given that they are there at this point… and maybe it’s even a bit naughty of me to like it. I think Sir knows as well because those are the moments he fucks me harder. Seeing their reactions to Sir taking me is always fun and sexy. Sometimes I wonder what parts they like the most.
“Why? Do you miss them already?” he jokes.
“Miss is a strong word. I’d just say I’m used to their presence. Fabian and Lawrence are present from the moment I woke up to the moment I go to sleep, so not having them here feels more unorthodox to me than having them around,” I answer truthfully.
“They are around,” he laughs. “I believe they’d more than likely ignore orders even if I told them otherwise, seeing as you’re involved.” He bites my cheek and I feel my face grow hot.
“What does that even mean?!”
“I dinna know, why dinna you test the waters and find out?” He lifts his brow, and I duck shyly at what’s inferred.
“A…anyway,” I look out towards the water, wishing to change subject because I can just feel this is headed towards murky water. “Wh-what do you have planned f-for us tonight?”
“Well…” he pauses and carries me over to the other side of the yacht where I see a huge plush blanket sitting out under the stars with flower petals, candles, and an array of beautifully wrapped gifts including a white fluffy teddy bear that looks like a marshmallow. I jump out of his arms and run over to pick the bear up, drawn to it for some reason.
“Sir! What is all of this?!” I beam, grinning for ear to ear.
“This, my Dear Glory, is what you would call a date.” He saunters over to me with his cool swag. “And this,” he pausesand pulls out a blue box, getting on one knee. “Is where you will tell me you’ll be mine forever,” he states and I drop the bear in my hands, mouth agape.
Rarely am I left speechless, but this man always seems to blow me away. Plenty of men have asked for my hand in marriage none of them have knocked me off my feet like Sir. None of them cause butterflies to erupt in my belly… none of them make me quiver with a mere gaze.
Sir is a completely different breed of man, one I never knew I even wanted, especially considering the things he’s into. However, even with that, there is not a single thing I would change about him. Not one.I love it all… but…
