Anthony
I guide Macie out of the crowd at Anchored and bring her over to the bar. June is working tonight, as always, and smiles when I approach.
“Tony,” she says with a smile. “Drinking tonight?”
“No,” I shake my head. “I’m accompanying Macie this evening. She’s new. It’s her first night.”
“I’m aware,” June turns to Macie and offers her hand. “Pleasure to meet you, Macie. I’m June.”
“Nice to meet you.” Macie looks from June to me and back again. She seems a little confused as to what’s happening.
“Macie and I are going to step outside for some air,” I tell June.
“Is that right?” June looks pointedly at the pink “new person” bracelet that’s on Macie’s wrist. “You know she can’t play tonight. She hasn’t had her psych eval.”
“I know. We’re just going outside to look at the stars,” I say, knowing June isn’t buying even a little of what I’m selling. It’s hypocritical of me, I know. I threatened to spank Macie for lying and now I’m obviously lying to June.
I give her my most innocent face.
“Stupid lawyers,” she rolls her eyes finally.
“If Jaxson or Zack come by, will you please let them know we’ll be back shortly?”
“Yeah, yeah,” June turns to start making a drink and waves her hand at me. “Whatever, Tony.”
“Thanks, sweetness.”
She turns around and winks at me. “Have fun.”
I take Macie’s hand once more and lead her toward a back door. It’s got an EXIT sign blinking above it.
“Won’t this set off some sort of alarm?” Macie points nervously at a warning sign posted on the wall.
“Not that door,” I tell her. “This door.” I point to a door just a few feet down. It’s cleverly hidden behind some large potted plants. We step behind the plants and I swipe my keycard. Then we go through the door. As soon as it closes behind us, I press Macie against the wall and kiss her.
“What are you doing?” She asks.
“Taking what’s mine,” I tell her, kissing her again. Then I stop. “And giving you what you deserve. Come along.”
I guide her up a narrow staircase, through another door, and then we’re on the upper deck.
“Wow,” she says, looking out at the beautiful night sky. “This is quite the view.”
“I agree,” but I’m looking at her. Macie is gorgeous leaning over the rail, looking at the stars like they’re the most interesting thing she’s ever seen.
“Do you come out here often?”
“You mean with my submissives?”
“Yes.”
“Never,” I tell her honestly. “The owner has a strict policy about people staying indoors. She doesn’t like people to wander outside in the throes of passion.”
“I get it,” Macie says. “This place is great because it’s discreet, right? It wouldn’t do anyone any favors to have someone get arrested for public indecency.”
“Well, no one’s looking right now,” I tell her. “It’s dark. We’re alone. Anything could happen.”
“Like you giving me the orgasm you denied me?” She asks, raising an eyebrow.
“Would you like that?”
She turns to me, keeping one hand on the rail. “I’m not sure.”
“You aren’t sure if you’d like an orgasm?”
“I’ve never…you know…with a stranger before.”
“I’m not a stranger anymore.”
“You sort of are.”
“And we’re not going to have sex, Macie.”
“Oh.”
“You look disappointed.” I lift her chin with my finger. “Do you want to have sex with me tonight, Macie?”
She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. She nods, but doesn’t speak. Brave little thing, isn’t she? I know she’s completely out of her element. I get it. This isn’t the type of thing she normally does. This isn’t the sort of place she typically frequents. Macie is a good girl, through-and-through.
I don’t mean that she’s innocent or that she isn’t kinky because Macie is definitely, totally kinky. She just hasn’t had the right man to show her the ropes yet. No, I mean that Macie has a good heart. She’s kind, and it shows. She might be new to this whole world, but she’s going to be just fine in it.
“Trust me, beautiful. I would love to show you exactly what I can make you feel. I would love to be the man in your fantasy bending you over the kitchen counter, making you come all over my cock. I would love that, but it can’t be tonight.”
“But we’re already breaking the rules being out here,” she whispers. “Why can’t we break them a little bit more?”
“Not tonight,” I tell her. “Tonight, just let me make you feel. Turn back around.”
She turns around and faces the water. There are several other boats docked nearby, but no people. It’s too late for that. Anyone docking their vessel here has either gone to bed below deck for the night or gone home. Either way, we’re totally alone in the moonlight, totally alone out here.
And it’s wonderful.
I run my hands down her shoulders. She quivers beneath my touch, and I trace her skin gently.
“Now that you’ve seen a little bit of Anchored, what are your thoughts? Is it different than you expected?” I move my hands to her belly, wrapping my arms around her.
“A little,” she admits.
“Tell me how.” Slowly, my hands trace circles on her stomach, and Macie leans back into me.
“I thought it would be scarier.”
“Whips and chains?”
“Basically.”
“You watch too many movies,” I say, and move my hands slowly, slowly toward her breasts. I cup them over her shirt, and she lets out a soft little moan.
“Or maybe not enough.”
“Has anyone ever touched you like this? Out in the open?”
“Never.”
“But you enjoy it.” It’s not a question, and she doesn’t respond. She just rests against me and allows me to touch her. I wonder how this girl isn’t married off yet. How could anyone get tired of touching her? She’s funny and interesting, and she’s captured my attention faster than she should have.
“How did you find out about Anchored?” She asks. Her breathing has deepened, and I slip one of my hands down the top of her tank to play with her nipples. They’re hard and beaded, ready for me.
“Oh, I’ve been here since the beginning.”
“Is that right? You’ve known you were a Dom for a long time, huh?”
“It’s something that’s always interested me, yes.”
“But you aren’t married.”
“I’m a divorce attorney,” I whisper in her ear. “Marriage isn’t for me.”
“Did you get your heart broken?” I don’t want to break the spell of the moment, but she’s so soft and sweet. How can I deny answering this?
“On the contrary,” I tell her. “I’ve never let anyone close enough to break my heart.”
“Sounds lonely,” she murmurs.
“My best friend went through a nasty divorce,” I tell her. “I was there for the whole thing. I saw how someone he cared so deeply for could hurt him so badly. It turned me off to the whole marriage thing, I’m afraid.”
“That must have been difficult.”
“It was.”
I don’t talk about Zack’s divorce very often. There’s not much of a point. His ex isn’t someone I enjoy thinking about or talking about. She’s not the type of person I want to be associated with. She took his heart and crushed it.
“You know,” Macie suddenly turns around and presses her hands against my chest. “I know what you’re doing. You want to pleasure me out here in the open. You want to make me come. You want to give me the orgasm of a lifetime.”
“Is there a problem with that?”
“Yeah,” she bites her lip nervously, and then she drops to her knees and reaches for my pants. “Maybe it’s time you let someone take care of you, Master Tony.”