Chapter 18

Aaron

CLOUD NINE. I SERIOUSLY FELT as if I was floating around on cloud nine. After making love to Sierra, we got dressed and headed downstairs. Feeding both my girls, I put Princess in her crate after a quick walk on the beach and then made a phone call. Today was going to be about Sierra and nothing else. No ex-husband, no hearing, no stress. Just us.

As we drove to the bay side of the island, Sierra talked my ear off. Sex brought out the chatty side to Sierra. My face was beginning to hurt from smiling so much.

“So, where are we going exactly?” Sierra asked as she ran her thumb across my skin, causing a tingling sensation each time.

“It’s a surprise,” I said as I squeezed her hand.

Taking a quick peek at Sierra, she smiled. I knew her fucker of an ex-husband never did shit for her. My plan was to shower her with love and attention every chance I got.

Turning down the private road, I stopped at the security station.

“Aaron Walker,” I said as he typed in my name.

“Yes, Mr. Walker, welcome back. Enjoy your day on the water.”

Nodding, I gave him a quick smile.

“Day on the water? Are we going out on the bay?” I could hear the excitement laced in Sierra’s words.

Laughing, I shook my head. “You’ll see, baby.”

Two minutes later, I was pulling into the parking lot of the yacht club. My father had taught Em and I how to sail the moment we learned to walk. It was one of my greatest passions and one I didn’t get to play with very often.

Opening Sierra’s door, I held my hand out and helped her out of my truck. Wrapping my arm around her waist, I led her toward the docks. “We’re going sailing?” she asked as she gave me the biggest smile. My heart was soaring and I prayed liked hell Sierra’s was too.

“Yep,” I said as I tried to think about anything other than making love to Sierra on the water. I’d never brought anyone other than a few of my friends out on our boat. Sandy had begged me to take her out on the boat, and a few times I almost did, but stopped myself. The water was my escape. I loved it and I knew I wanted to share that with the person I saw my future with. It never felt right with Sandy.

Sierra was different. I wanted more than anything to experience this moment with her. And hopefully check off one of the items on her sex bucket list.

“How long have you been sailing?” Sierra asked as we walked up to the locked gate. Entering in the access code, I pushed the gate open and gave her wink.

“Why? You nervous?” I asked.

Shrugging her shoulders, Sierra looked straight down the dock. “I’ve never been on a sailboat before, so I just want to make sure I’m not handing my life over to you.”

Laughing, I shook my head. “I would never put you in danger.”

“Awe . . . so someone else will be operating the boat?”

Stopping, I pulled Sierra into me and cupped her face as I brought my lips to hers. “I want to kiss you.”

Licking her lips, Sierra said, “Then kiss me.”

“You don’t understand, Sierra. I want to kiss you under the moonlight in a parking lot. I want to kiss you on a dance floor, in the bed of my truck, in my kitchen, in the middle of a restaurant.” Running my thumb across her soft skin, I closed my eyes and whispered, “Most of all I want to kiss you out on the water. Just you and me.”

Opening my eyes, I gazed into Sierra’s baby blues. Swallowing hard, Sierra took a hold of my arms and whispered, “I like the sound of all of that. But . . . I’m waiting for that kiss.”

Slamming my lips to Sierra’s, she wrapped her arms around me as we got lost in our kiss. Pulling back slowly, Sierra looked into my eyes and smiled. “Do you know how pissed I’m going to be if I wake up and this is all just a dream?”

Shaking my head, I grabbed a handful of Sierra’s hair and pulled her head back, exposing her neck to me. I ran my tongue along her neck and over to ear as she let out a soft whimper. “The moment I sink my dick deep inside you again, you will have no doubt how wide awake you are.”

“Aaron,” Sierra whispered from her lips as I smiled against her skin. I loved hearing my name from her lips.

Breaking our contact, I took a few steps back as Sierra seemed to wobble before getting her balance. “You ready to get your sea legs on, baby?”

Giving me a smile that about knocked me over, Sierra nodded and said, “Never been more ready.”

As we walked down the dock, I watched as Sierra’s eyes grew bigger and bigger. I knew she was wondering which one was ours. My father had bought this boat about six years ago and Em and I were the only ones to take it out anymore.

“Aaron!”

Glancing up, I saw Pat walking toward us wearing a huge smile. I already knew what he was thinking. I had finally brought a girl out onto the boat.

Taking a quick look at Sierra, Pat looked back to me and shook his head. “Finally. Jesus, I was starting to worry about you.”

Letting out a laugh, I reached my hand out and shook his hand. Turning to Sierra, I said, “Sierra, this is Pat Williams. He manages the docks and takes care of my father’s girl.”

Sierra smiled as she shook Pat’s hand. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Pat.”

“The pleasure is all mine, Sierra,” Pat said with a wink.

Sierra turned and looked at me with a questioning look. “Your father’s girl?”

Grinning, I nodded and then pointed to the ninety-foot schooner docked at the very end on the right. “My father’s girl.”

Sierra turned and looked at the sailboat. “Mother of God. That is huge.”

Pulling her to me, I whispered into her ear, “What every man wants to hear, baby.”

Sierra giggled as she slapped my chest.

“Everything ready to go, Pat?” I asked as we began walking to the boat.

“Just as you asked. The seas are amazingly calm, but you know the drill.”

Nodding, I shook Pat’s hand once more. “Thanks, man. I’ll see you when we get back.”

Sierra stopped and spun around. “Wait. You’re not going with us?”

Pat gave Sierra an amused smile and shook his head. “No ma’am.”

Sierra looked between Pat and me as she asked, “Who’s gonna sail the boat?”

Placing my hands over my heart, I shook my head. “I’m gutted you have zero confidence in me, Ms. Jackson. It’s you, me and That’s My Girl.” My father had the name of the boat changed in honor of my mother.

Sierra’s eyes widened. “You can do this by yourself?”

Pat let out a roar of laughter. “Damn. She doesn’t know about your sailing days I take it.”

Shaking my head, I let out a chuckle. “No, she doesn’t. The boat has autopilot so it sails straight while I raise or lower the sails.”

“Have fun, kids!” Pat called out as he began walking back down the dock.

I started getting things ready to start sailing when Sierra grabbed my arms. “Aaron, I’m deathly afraid of the ocean. I mean, I’m not that great of a swimmer. Oh sure, I took lessons and all, but when it came right down to it, I had a massive crush on the teenage boy who was teaching us. I spent more times sitting on the side of the pool watching him and his abs more than I did anything else. I . . . I can’t swim that great.”

Dropping her mouth open, Sierra shook her head. “What if you need my help? Like to dive into the water and do something?”

Sierra’s voice was laced with fear. Pulling my head back, I asked, “Why would I need you to dive into the water?”

Shaking her head, she bit down on her lower lip. “Dunno. What if you do? Then what? We’ll be stuck! Stuck in the middle of the ocean and I’m pretty sure there is like no cell phone coverage out there.”

Laughing, I pulled Sierra into my arms. “Sierra, I promise you I won’t make you dive into the water. We won’t go out far and I swear I won’t make you swim.”

Chewing on her lower lip, Sierra nodded her head. “Okay.” Helping Sierra onto the deck, I smiled when she let out a gasp. The table on deck was covered in food. Chocolate covered strawberries, fruit, cheese and every kind of bread you could think of. A bottle of wine was in an ice bucket chilling.

“Oh my . . . so . . . beautiful.”

Walking up to her, I wrapped my arms around her. “Yes you are, baby.”

Turning in my arms, Sierra’s eyes grew glassy. “I’ve never had anyone do anything like this before. You . . . you are to good to be true, Aaron.”

Shaking my head, I leaned over and gently kissed Sierra’s lips. “I’ve waited so long for you, Sierra. You have no idea how long I waited.”

A single tear rolled down Sierra’s face as I kissed it away. “Let me show you down below.”

“Oh I’ve seen it and I’m very impressed, Mr. Walker. But if you want to whip it out, I’m totally down for that.”

Laughing, I grabbed her hand and led her to the stairs. Walking down into the cabin, Sierra let out a gasp.

Wood covered everything from floor to ceiling. The half-moon shaped bench was to our left. There was a dining table with three chairs on the other side of the bench. To our right was a white sofa. Just beyond that was the kitchen area.

Sierra walked further in and ran her hand along the white sofa to our right. Spinning around, she said, “Holy shit. It’s huge down here!”

Letting out a chuckle, I nodded my head. “Yeah, it is. My father had the whole thing remodeled right after he bought her.”

Sierra looked all around as she whispered, “It’s beautiful.”

Whispering against her neck, I said, “I’ll show you my room in a little bit.”

“Your room? How many rooms are down here?” Sierra asked with wide eyes.

“Three cabins and three bathrooms.”

“Wow,” Sierra mumbled as we headed back up on deck.

After getting way and hoisting the sails, I motioned for Sierra to come stand with me behind the wheel as I started to give Sierra a lesson in sailing.

“Sailboats cannot sail directly into the wind, so we need to keep an eye on the telltales.”

Nodding her head, Sierra said, “Okay, don’t go directly into the wind. What are telltales?”

Pointing up, I said, “The wind indicator. When the wind is at your back and side, that’s the best point of sailing as both sails are full of wind and pushing the boat at full force.”

Nodding her head, Sierra looked up at the sails. “Just be careful because the boom can change sides suddenly and come across the cockpit fast and hard.”

“Mmm . . . I like fast and hard,” Sierra said as she pushed her ass into me.

Grinning, I pulled her closer to me. I wanted to get out of the bay and out into open water before we stopped and I had my way with her.

“How far out are we going in the ocean, Aaron?” Sierra asked.

I could hear the fear in her voice. “Not far, it’s a beautiful day for sailing and the oceans calm, but we’ll stay close to the shore. I promise.”

Nodding her head, she looked around as we glided across the water. Taking in this moment, I smiled as I kissed the back of her head.

This day was going to be perfect.

***

Forty minutes later, I was throwing out the anchor just off shore of a private island. I knew if we could still see land, Sierra would most likely feel safer.

“How deep is the water here?” Sierra asked as she looked over the side of the boat.

“Probably about eighty feet,” I said as I secured the anchor.

Sierra turned and gave me the sexiest grin. “Is there a motor on the back of the boat?”

Laughing, I walked over to her and placed my hand on the side of her face. “Yes. The back of the boat is called the aft.”

Narrowing her eyes, she tilted her head. “Damn that turns me on.”

Lifting my eyebrows, I continued. “Really?”

“The front of the boat, what’s it called?” Sierra asked as she placed her hands on my chest.

“The bow.”

Moving her hands down, she began to unbutton my shorts. “What’s this side of the boat called?”

“The port,” I said as I held my breath while anticipating Sierra’s touch.

“The right side?”

Licking my lips, I stared at her neck as I watched her pulse picking up. “Starboard.”

Pushing her hand into my shorts, Sierra wrapped her hand around my hard dick as she looked into my eyes.

“What other terms should I know, Mr. Walker? You know, if I find myself out to sea again.”

“Windward,” I said as my voice cracked.

Sierra’s eyes lit up. “I take it that has to do with the wind.”

Nodding my head, I attempted to keep myself from ripping her clothes off and fucking her right there. “Direction the wind is blowing.”

Raising her eyebrows, Sierra purred, “Blowing, huh?”

Swallowing hard, I closed my eyes as Sierra pushed my shorts down and dropped to her knees. Grabbing her hair, I began to pump into her mouth as she sucked on my dick. Rolling my eyes into the back of my head, I let out a moan.

Fucking hell. I never wanted this day to end.