Dom Diaries: Tangled up in you Page 4

  We stay put for quite a few hours before the girls get hot and think it's a great time to do a little bit of tubing. I'll keep my ass on the boat. I'm all for adventure, but tubing isn't my thing. I'll be happy just sitting here drinking another cold one.

  A day out on the water was just what I needed to relax. I'm actually quite surprised how much it has calmed the storm going on inside me. I'm ready to enjoy a night out on the town with my friends. We have two nights and three days left to enjoy our vacation. I'm hoping to do just that. After all, I came on this vacation to have a good time.

  We all came back to the rental house to get ready and then we are heading to a bar not too far from here. It's more low key, so I have on shorts and a t-shirt. The guys are dressed like me, but the girls dressed up a bit more wearing sundresses.

  I have put it in the back of my mind that it's possible to run into my father again. If I do, I'm still unsure of what I'll do. I'm just going to wing it. I have never backed down from a challenge and I'm not about to now. I know who I am and I know I'm going to remain true to myself no matter what.

  Chapter Nine

  It's just about ten in the evening and we are getting ready to go to another place. We had dinner and a few drinks at Seaboat and now the women want to go dancing. Olivia asked our waiter where the best club was at, so now we are going to Scooba’s. Justin is the most excited out of us guys. Keets, Bill, and I could care less where we hang out because drinks are drinks no matter what bar serves them.

  The waiter told us it was close by, so we decided to walk. I kinda like this oceanfront strip. I'm starting to enjoy the smell of salt water, as well. The weather is a bit warmer, not overly dramatic though. I could easily see myself coming back here. I wonder if I could live here or if I'd get bored with it. I look out at the water. The sound of the waves crashing into the shore, the smell and it's all-around beauty; who could ever grow tired of it? I love my house, the country and the life I built back home. The Outer Banks is a definite vacation option again.

  Olivia comes over to me and wraps her arm around mine. “If you need me to keep the ladies off you tonight, I'm your girl.”

  I laugh. “Oh yeah? What about Keets, who will protect him?”

  “He has a ring on his finger. Girls look for that shit.”

  “I see. I think I'll be fine.”

  “You seem better since your talk with Javen. I'm glad.”

  “Me too, Olivia.”

  We reach the club and I hold the door for everyone. The music is loud, and this bar is definitely hopping. There is no use trying to find a table, so we head right for the bar. I buy the first round and the girls are ready to hit the dance floor. I laugh inside when Javen and Bill end up being the drink holders for their wives.

  I stand at six-four so it's easy for me to scan the crowd. As I said earlier, my father is in the back of my mind. The disco lighting gives me just enough light to see the dance floor, but it's darker where tables line the outer walls. I'm tempted to walk around, but this place seems packed with the younger generation. My father has got to be in his sixties by now.

  Justin has his eyes on a strawberry blonde woman and I think Bill and Javen are about to be pulled out to dance with their wives. I see an exit to my left that leads to an outdoor deck. I point it out to Javen and then head outside. It's a bit loud inside with music that I don't care for. I'm more of classic rock kind of guy.

  When I step out onto the back deck, I go right toward the end closest to the beach. The further I can get away from the music, the better. I set my drink down on the railing. I feel a hand touch my upper arm. The touch is light, so I assume it's a lady.

  I look over my right shoulder to see the mystery woman. The very one I masturbated to just last night. The woman who was with my father. I don't say anything, I start to look around for him.

  “Are you always so tense?”

  “Not normally, no.”

  “I'm Eliza Lennox.”

  “It's nice to meet you, Eliza.” when I say her name, I like the way it sounds passing my lips. Her name fits her perfectly, too.

  “It's nice to meet you as well…”

  I know she wants my name. “Are you on vacation,” I ask.

  “I am. How about you?”

  “Same. Where's the man you were with last night?”

  “He didn't come out. It's just me tonight.”

  Eliza sets her empty glass next to mine. “Would you like another drink?”

  “I'd rather go for a walk. Care to join me?”

  I look to the bar and then back to her. “Let me just go tell my friends.”

  “I'll be waiting right here for you.”

  I go in and tell Javen what I'm doing. He questions me if she has an agenda as in getting me close to my father. I hadn't thought of that. For some reason, I don't feel she is. I know how to read women and she doesn't seem like the type that is conniving.

  I get to the door that leads out to the back deck. Eliza waits for me, right where I left her. I think about what Javen said. I take a deep breath and go toward her. I can't help it, this woman has my interest. I cannot let that just go without knowing why.

  I place a hand to Eliza's lower back. “Are you ready for that walk?” She looks up at me and smiles. “Beach or sidewalk?”

  “The beach. I have sidewalks back home.”

  “Good choice.”

  We take the back steps and the security guard tells us to have a good night. Eliza stops and removes her high heels. She jokes about how much cooler the sand is at night. I ask her which way we should head and she tells me she's staying in the same direction as me. It makes sense since I saw my father so close to the rental house.

  Eliza takes hold of my arm just as Olivia did on the way here. We walk for a bit in silence. I wonder what is going through her mind about me. I was in a daze from writing about Jenna when she had her daughter give me water. The next time, I panic when face to face with my father for the first time in thirty years. She has got think I'm a little crazy.

  I break the silence. “How old is your daughter?”

  “She isn’t my daughter. I nanny for her. She calls all women mommy. She is only four.”

  “I see. How long have you been her nanny?”

  “Three years. That is when Sheldon Silverwood adopted her.”

  “Sheldon, huh? Is that the man you were with last night or is…”

  “Yes, he's my employer and nothing more.”

  My father changed his name. That spikes my curiosity about why he would change his name. How long ago did he do that? I realize I wouldn't have been able to find him even if I tried.

  Eliza takes my hand and pulls me toward the water. A wave rolls over her feet and she laughs. I like the sound of her laughter. The water splashes my feet and I'm glad I wore sandals and not my sneakers.

  We continue to walk back toward where we both are staying with our feet at the water's edge.

  “So, Eliza, where are you from?”

  “About four hours North of here.”

  “I'm about that as well.” Eliza stops moving and when I face her, she bites her lower lip and stares up at me with an unsure look. I reach for her cheek. The end of her bob cut blows in her face and I tuck the strands behind her ear. Her lips part as if she's about to say something, but doesn't.

  “What's running through that pretty head of yours?”

  She glance up at the homes. “This is me.”

  “Oh, well, it's been a pleasure walking you home.”

  “I don't normally do this sort of thing.”

  “Walking with a stranger? That's not such a bad thing.”

  “I'm thirty-nine years old and I'm a single lady on vacation.” She cast her head down, and watches her toes move in the sand. When she looks back up she says, “I want to do something I've never done before.”

  “Okay, like what?”

  “Go back to your place and have sex with this incredibly attractive man. No strings attached.”


  I bend down to her ear. “I can help you with that, but I have conditions.”

  “What might that be?”

  “I get to control your body. Your orgasm is mine to give you.”

  “As long as I have an orgasm, I'm good with your rule.”

  “Eliza, I plan on giving you more than one.”

  She reaches up and wraps her hands around my neck. “I'm looking forward to it.”

  She tugs on my neck and her lips meet mine. I pick her up and start walking with her in my arms. Her legs tangle around my waist, her dress lifting higher. I hold her underneath her ass, our lips never separating. By the time we break for air, I wish we were already back to the rental home. I can't wait to strip Eliza from her clothing, to feel her wet pussy and to have my way with her.

  I set Eliza to her feet. We take off running toward my place. She laughs as we jog and the excitement is growing. The tingling in my palms is a warning to myself that I'm ready to smack that sexy ass of hers. If she knew that, I wonder if she'd turn back?.

  We reach the sliding glass door to my room in the basement. Before I open it, I give her one last chance to change her mind. Her reply was music to my ears. I open the door and let her step inside first. She takes in the view of my room. I take her hand and guide her over to the foot of the bed. I'm about to make my fantasy come true.

  “From this moment on, you do as I command.” She nods her head. “I want you right here on your knees.” I pat the mattress next to us.

  Eliza lifts her dress high enough so that she can climb up on the bed. She faces me and asks, “Like this?”

  I step forward, placing my hand to her jaw. “Perfect.”

  I kiss her plump lips softly. I don't shove my tongue into her mouth, though. Instead, I move to her neck, making her wait for another taste. I leave a trail of kisses down her neck to the silky smooth skin of her chest and back up to her ear. I suck her earlobe into my mouth and sink my teeth in. I groan, letting her know I like what I'm doing.

  I stand straight up, running a finger along her jaw. I lift her chin and kiss her lightly again. The lust and desire is in her gaze. I don't plan on rushing anything, but I cannot wait to hear her come undone.

  I reach around to her back, slipping the zipper down. The dress falls slightly off her shoulders. I lean over and kiss her shoulder. She gasps when my mouth travels down her body, stopping at the top of her breast to lick. I use my hands to push her dress down. She grabs my head, her fingers gripping my hair on top. She wiggles to help her clothing slip further down. I take a step back and take in the sight before me. Damn, Eliza is gorgeous. Her strapless bra is light pink lace and her matching panties are in the way. I step back to her, filling my hand with her chin length hair. I pull her head backward, revealing the front of her neck. I lick from between her collar bones all the way up to her chin. She moans and my already growing cock swells more. I place my hand between her legs, letting my fingers glide along her lower lips. To hear her say my name would be thrilling, but I never told her my name.

  I massage her clit, as I sink my teeth into the delicate flesh of her neck. She groans and her fingernails scrape the base of my scalp. I press harder on her clit and her nails dig in deeper.

  “You don't get to orgasm until I tell you.”

  With rugged breathes she says, “Yes…, sir” Hmm, I like the sound of that.

  Eliza’s panties are wet. I slip my hand into her panties and tease her lower lips. When I shove a finger in then another, her hand slips from my neck to my shoulder. I find the ribbed area and slide my finger along it. She presses her weight against my hand, wanting more of what I'm doing to her. I play with her pussy bringing her that much closer to an orgasm. Her thighs close, squeezing my hand. I use the heel of my palm against her clit.

  “Stop! I'm going to cum.” I keep going. I know she's not going to be able to control herself. “Please.”

  “Please, what Eliza?”

  “I'm... I'm going to cum if you don't stop.”

  “Do you really want me to stop?”

  “No, yes, no.”

  I smirk before I whisper close to her ear. “If you cum, I'm going to spank you.”

  I feel my fingers getting wetter. The walls of her pussy contract around my fingers. Her thighs squeeze tighter and her nails tear up my shoulder.

  I wait for her orgasm to pass before removing my fingers. My cock is aching to be inside her tight pussy. I'm not done with her just yet. Eliza licks her lips and looks me right in the eyes. I smirk, she knows I wasn't kidding around when I said I'd spank her. She turns around, putting her cheek to the mattress leaving her ass in the air like any good sub would do. However, I can read her well enough to know, she isn't a submissive. For one; if she were, she would have waited for my command.

  I sit down on the edge of the bed. She peeks through her lashes at me. I pat my lap and she crawls over to me and before she puts her body down, she looks over her shoulder. I raise a brow and nod my head.

  I grab her panties at the waist. She lifts herself high enough, allowing me to slide them past her hips. I slap my hand against her ass.

  “I need to you to count for me, Eliza.”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  I spank Eliza five times, and each time she lifts her ass higher into the air. On the fifth strike, her hand grips my engorged cock through my shorts. I am tempted to toss her on the bed and fuck her right now, however, she must be punished for breaking my rule.

  Each time my hand comes down on her now pink ass, she grips my cock tighter.

  “Ten,” she says with her hand sliding up my shaft. She turns her head and whispers, “More.”

  I smack her ass harder than I have yet. “Stand up.” On shaky legs, she gets to her feet. Her panties fall to her feet. I use my finger to tell her to turn around. I see her ass with my hand prints and it greatly satisfies me. “Remove your bra.” I wait for it to fall to the floor before I command her to turn back around. I get a good look at her breasts. Her nipples are the perfect shape and my lips crave to be around the pinkness. I stand from the bed. I use my finger again to tell Eliza to come to me. She waits for my next demand. “Undress me.”

  Eliza lifts my t-shirt up from the hem. Her hands rub against my stomach, and my chest as she pushes it up. I lift my arms and she lifts hers as well. Her breasts touch my body, the higher she has to reach to remove my shirt. I help her a little bit. She leans forward more, and her lips kiss my chest. I suck in a deep breath. She's making it more difficult to not just toss her on the bed, and fuck her right now. I remind myself, I haven't tasted her pussy coming undone on my tongue.

  I cup the back of her head, and yank it back. Her hands fall to my waistband. I let go as she undoes the button then the zipper. Her eyes grow wide and desire builds more. She shoves my shorts down. I want to fuck her mouth, but I want her pussy more. So, I pick her up and throw her down onto the bed. I'm quick when I spread her legs and bury my face in her pussy. I dip my tongue inside her folds and lick and lick. I massage her clit with my thumb. She arches her pelvis upward, wanting more. Wanting my tongue deeper. I add two fingers and then suck her clit into my mouth. Her thighs close around my head. Her heels digging into the mattress. Her moans become louder. God, I should have told her my name. I get up and flip her over. I yank on her hips to bring her back to me. I hold my throbbing cock to her cunt and push the head inside her tightness.

  “Oh, dear, God.”

  I slide my shaft all the way out and back in again and again. Eventually, I fuck her faster giving her the full length. Her pussy clenches my manhood tighter with each stroke. I throw my head back as I pound into her at full force. I need her to cum before I explode. I spank her ass hard. It's all she needed to come undone all over my cock. I shove my shaft in as deep as I can and spew my cum inside her. I keep thrusting until I can't anymore. “Fuck that was…,” I catch my breath and fall to the bed. “incredible,” I finally say.

  “I have no words for what that was, but it was better t
han incredible.”

  “We'll be doing that again before you leave.”

  We lay here in silence for a bit. Both of us recovering from the orgasms. When she reaches over to me and touches my chest. I bring her to me, tucking her under my arm. I softly run my fingers on her back and I can tell she's falling asleep. It's been a long time since I actually slept next to a woman. I very rarely ever stay with a woman all night. I am quite surprised how content I feel about it.

  Chapter Ten

  Eliza spent the night and she's still asleep in my bed. I've been awake for well over an hour trying to figure out if I should wake her so that she can slip out before the rest of the house wakes. Last night was a no strings attached kind of night. Eliza doesn't even know my name. How would she feel being around my friends not even knowing that about me? Being a man, if I were in her situation, it wouldn't even faze me. I know girls think differently than guys do. Last night was unforgettable and I wouldn't want that spoiled by something as small as not knowing my damn name. I could wake her, and tell her in case my friends happen to see her, but then once she leaves she could possibly tell my father. I could also tell Eliza a different name. I feel that would just turn into a huge mess.

  Fucking hell! See, stupid shit like this is why I don't spend the night with ladies. It just complicates shit. When you don't let a woman spend the entire night with you, you avoid future disasters such as this one. I should just wake her and send her on her way. I glance over to the bed, if I boot Eliza out the door now, I may never see her again. I will be giving up the chance to have another night of her moans filling my room, her incredible sexy body losing control to me and having her next to me. I check the time. It's only six in the morning. The rest of the house shouldn't be up in the next couple of hours. I could wake her and have her body once more before I let her go. God, I'm being a selfish prick. “Hasn't ever stopped you before, Abbott. You always take what you want.”