“We have to go back before we are missed,” I said, attempting to pry myself away from him. I had this image of my dad suddenly barging into my cabin when he realized that I was gone. Besides, we were missing the rest of the reception, and I was getting hungry.
“Yes,” he muttered, as his lips came down on mine. “We should go.”
My lips hungrily responded to his kiss, my tongue searching for his. It was our first kiss, and it felt sweet. I held on to him, my hands reaching down to squeeze his ass. It was as tight as I expected. His hand was already touching my butt, pulling me closer to him. I felt his hardness pushing into my stomach, and I knew what I had to do.
Dropping down on my knees, I took his cock into my mouth, slowly and tenderly. I looked up to see his eyes closed. It was his turn to relax, just like he had asked me to relax. I sucked on him slowly, placing both hands at the base of his cock and applying pressure. It made him squeal in pleasure. I kept sucking him with fervor, my mouth bobbing up and down his shaft, my hands massaging his balls and the base of his cock. The sensations sent him into overdrive; he started thrusting into my mouth fast and rhythmically.
I let him push deep into my throat, and each time he did, his moan increased in length and volume. He kept pumping my mouth, his body aching for release. I sucked harder and harder, running my tongue over the tip of his dick. His legs began to buckle, and I knew he would soon be coming. I gave him one final suck and he exploded, releasing it all in my mouth, his body going limp. It probably took all the strength he had not to collapse from his standing position. I stood up and held him again.
“That was amazing,” he said after he caught his breath. “Now it’s my turn.”
“No, not yet. We’ve got to run so we don’t get into trouble, but you can pay me back once we get another chance. And it better be good,” I said.
We were going to be on that ship for the next few days, and I was pretty sure there would be plenty of opportunities to get together again. Besides, we were going to be spending the rest of the summer together, and once we could avoid getting caught by Todd or our parents, we would be fine. The possibilities of all the things we could do swam around my head as we got dressed. I put on my A-line evening dress I had laid out earlier, something that was a little less fancy but looked appropriate for the evening. And most importantly, I could move around in it.
We walked back up to the main deck together. I sought my dad. He was still dancing with his bride. Once Alyssa saw me, she motioned for me to come closer and wiggled out of Dad’s arms
“Father-daughter dance. I know it’s not your wedding, Jena, but it’ll be nice.” She ushered me into Dad’s arms as she waltzed into Nick’s hand.
I smiled as Dad took me in his arms.
“Congrats, Dad,” I said over the music.
“Thanks,” he said, leading me in a lovely waltz. “Where have you been?”
I whispered, “I had to go get out of my ball gown and hang it up for the next time I get invited to a ball.”
We shared a laugh at the joke.
“No wonder you feel lighter on your feet now,” he teased.
It was no family secret that I was a terrible dancer even though I’d taken dance lessons for years. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Nick staring at me. I wondered if he was imagining me naked underneath him, in the pool washroom, less than an hour earlier. We smiled at each other, sharing our secret. I knew that it was only a matter of time before we were together again, and the next time, I wouldn’t be in a ball gown. Nothing would stand in the way of me watching him pound me.
When the music slowed to a sensual song, Nick and I put the couple back together and walked as far away as we could from the dance floor without leaving the reception area.
“So, how is this all going to work out?” he asked.
“You mean us?”
“Yes, us. How are we going to keep your dad and my mom from getting suspicious?”
“We just have to act normal.”
“That’s going to be challenging,” he laughed. “How am I supposed to act normal when you’ll be right in front of me, looking sexy, every time we come home from school?”
Nick was right. It would be difficult to pretend to have a normal sibling-friendship after having known each other intimately. And for me, my sexual experience with him was not just a one-time thing; it was something that I was already planning on maintaining. I wasn’t sure where it would lead or what we would end up doing, but I knew we would be together again and again. As if reading my mind, he halted his steps and looked directly into my eyes.
“We can’t really openly date.”