Page 48 of Escape To Paradise
“I enjoy it too. I’m going to miss you, Captain. I hope to see you again soon.”
“You surely will.”
Our last charter with Captain Youssef went on without a hitch. I was getting used to living and working in a small vessel. Long gone were the days of seasickness. I was getting used to living life on water. But at the end of the charter, I still longed to touch land. It somehow grounded me.
We docked in Grenada and bid Captain Youssef farewell. We had five days of downtime this time. The girls and Paul were thinking of traveling to the neighboring islands—St. Vincent and the Grenadines. They had invited me to join them, but I declined. I wanted to spend more time with Julian on the island.
Julian picked me up with his red Jeep at the dock. As usual, he was wearing a buttoned-down shirt and shorts. As soon as I got in his Jeep, he touched my pussy.
“You’ll be on the island for five days? Are you sure you can handle being with me for five days straight?” He smiled.
“Maybe,” I replied coyly.
“You’re going to have a wild ride, Harper.”
“Let’s see.”
He turned on the engine, revved it, and drove faster than usual. He turned on the music, playing rock music this time. He grabbed my left hand, guiding me to touch his penis, which he pulled out.
“I want you to stroke me,” he commanded.
I stroked his penis, which was getting harder and harder the more I stroked it.
“That feels so good, Harper. Now suck my dick.”
I was hesitant. We were speeding, and I was afraid to unbuckle my seatbelt. A part of me was screaming not to do this, but I shut off that part of me. This was the new me. The new Harper was bold, adventurous, and she would do risky things. The old Harper was long gone.
“Don’t be scared. It’s safe. I’ll slow down.”
I unbuckled my seatbelt, so I could lean over and suck on his dick. He lifted his right hand so I could get closer. At this point, his cock was taut and vertical.
“Hmmm, that feels good.” I sucked at the tip of his penis. It was hard for his huge dick to fit my mouth. But I managed to put half of it inside my mouth as I sucked him good.
As soon as we parked in his driveway, Julian turned off the engine and completely pulled his shorts and his boxers down. His shirt followed.
“Have you ever had sex inside a car before?” Julian looked at me intensely.
“No. Never.”
He pushed the driver’s seat back. “This may be your lucky day. Now you get to ride me on top.”
I was wearing a dress. I removed my underwear, and even with the tight space, I somehow maneuvered myself to be on top of him. My chest heaved, and Julian’s eyes sparkled as he looked at me, and then at my breasts.
Julian squeezed my breasts with his hands, pinching my nipples with his fingers, which made me arch back in delight. He knew exactly where to touch me. He then stroked my labia, making me wet. I wasn’t just wet; I was oozing.
Julian was breathing heavily now. “I love it when you’re wet like this.”
By then, his penis was so hard it bent towards his stomach. I grabbed his penis and aligned it with my pussy, so he could penetrate me. I loved being on top of him; I could see his muscular chest and his toned abs.
I lowered myself on his cock. His size hurt me at first, but it was a different kind of pain. A pleasurable pain. I bounced up and down his dick. I was so slick it was so easy to pump him. I loved how I was in control now.
“Do you like my dick?” he asked me.
“Yes,” I said faintly.
“Good, because you’re going to have a lot of it.”
“Yes, please.”
