NEVER IN MY LIFE HAVE I ever been faced with such temptation. Ebony’s heavy-lidded eyes followed my every move. The girl should never play poker. Every thought written across her gorgeous features was clear for me to read.

She wanted me.

And I sure as hell wanted her.

I leaned over and captured her lips in a lingering kiss. I wanted to know every inch of her mouth by the taste and touch of mine. She moaned deep in her throat.

The sounds she made had my gut clenching, and my heart racketing about its cage. She bit my lip, and I nearly came undone.

I pulled back to kiss her eyelids, her forehead and then trailed kisses along her jawline. Ebony writhed underneath me, tilting her head to the side so that I had better access.

Everything about her was liquid sensuality. Ebony was effortlessly taking to lovemaking as a duck did to water.

Or maybe it was my need for her was growing exponentially with every catch of her breath, every involuntary shudder.

Her hands roamed my chest but hadn’t ventured out further. I wanted her to feel me, to not be afraid. Gently I took one of her hands and wrapped it around my cock. We both hissed at the contact.

I took her hand in mine and showed her what I like, what I need.

Ebony’s grey eyes looked dark and hooded, “Touch me,” she said softly, and I reached up to take her breasts into my hands.

I was fascinated by how my tan skin looked against the pale globes. Her magnificent breasts were no longer smashed into a corset. And after seeing them like this, I almost wished they could always be mine.

But that would be ridiculous, and I shoved the thought away.

I took her nipple into my mouth, sucking, and flicking it with my tongue. Ebony was incredibly sensitive, and I knew with every suck that her pussy was getting wetter. I switched to the other side and made sure that it got the same exquisite attention.

Her hands were tightening on my dick as she arched her back, trying to shove her tits further into my mouth.

I broke away and looked down at her, “We can still stop.”

I was panting like a madman. My hair no doubt was standing on end from her fingers, and my body was poised on the brink.

But I didn’t want to take anything from her that she wasn’t willingly giving away.

“Fuck me, Peter,” her whisper went straight to my dick, and my heart seized in my chest.

I knelt in front of her, spreading her thighs wide. The scent of her arousal washed over me, and I knew I needed a taste.

Lifting her hips to my face, I kept my green eyes locked on her gray ones.

Languidly, I licked her entire pussy in long strokes. Her hands flew to her breasts and began to squeeze them.

“Play with your nipples, Ebony,” I instructed. “Show me what feels good.”

Her face lit with color, but she did as she was told. Her small fingers, drawing tight circles around her nipple until they were aching and hard.

I continued to eat her pussy like it as a gourmet meal, and I was on death row.

I lapped up her honeyed juices and used my fingers to try and help ease into her tight hole.

She gasped when I put two fingers in. Her fingers, pulling harshly on her nipples. I watched her every movement to be sure that she was getting the greatest pleasure from me.

A third finger made it incredibly tight. And my dick wept, knowing how amazing she was going to feel.

I sucked her clit into my mouth, rhythmically pulling, as her hips thrashed, and she released for me, shuddering as beautifully as an angel.

I didn’t want her to feel pain, but I had waited long enough.

My dick demanded that it slip inside of her.

I held it in my hands and coated the head with her cum. Ebony’s eyes flashed with desire, and I knew I couldn’t wait any longer.

Sliding the tip inside, I gasped at the tightness that threatened to have me spilling like a youth.

“Fuck,” I willed my body to hold still, wanting her to get used to the fullness.

I pushed a little further in, “Open your eyes, Ebony, and don’t close them.”

Her gray eyes popped open, and I saw so many conflicting emotions there that it startled me. But the greatest of all was need, and I could do something about that.

I slid an inch further. The process was long and arduous and ultimately the most fantastic experience of my life.

“I am sorry,” I whispered. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

A tear slipped down her cheek, and I felt it everywhere.

“Do you want me to stop?”

To be honest, I wasn’t sure that I could. But I would try, for her.

“No,” she winced, “Just give me a second.”

I leaned down and kissed her again. Deep drugging kisses that would take her mind off the pain. My dick felt like it was caught in a vise. I wasn’t sure it had ever felt this good before.

Her hips began to move, and I sank to the hilt. It was, by and large, the best thing I had ever experienced. I couldn’t wait any longer.

Pulling out slowly, I thrust my hips back again, sinking until I was completely enveloped by her heat. It felt so fucking good.

Back and forth I gently glided, not wanting to hurt her and desperate to plunge with abandon. I keep my moves measured and calm. Her juices began flowing again, and it was easier to thrust. Her hips began meeting mine.

“Yes!” I growled out. Pushing harder, going deeper, relishing every moan, as she climbed her way to ecstasy once more.

I was on the brink, but I wasn’t going to spend without her.

Reaching between us, I rubbed her engorged clit. It stood out proud and fuck if that wasn’t sexy as hell.

Her gray eyes rolled back, as her body finally broke. I quickly thrust into her, making the most of every contraction, drawing out her orgasm and bringing mine closer.

At the last moment, I pulled out and spent on her tight stomach.

“Fuck, Ebony, you were incredible.”

She was panting, trying to catch her breath, “That,” she closed her eyes, “Nobody said it would be like that.”

I stood and grabbed a towel to wipe her stomach. But her words stayed with me.

“Do you mean that in a good way or a bad way?” I hated the hesitation in my voice, but the question had to be asked.

I crawled into the small berth next to her. There was just enough room for us if we laid closely together.

Ebony went one further and entangled her legs with mine, laying her head in the crook of my neck.

“In a fucking fantastic way,” she muttered, sleepily.

Then I remembered that we hadn’t had rest for over twenty-four hours. I pulled her naked body tighter against my own.

“Sleep, Little One.”

She made a face but was too exhausted to reply.

I laid awake for a while watching her in the moonlight. I felt different, changed somehow. All I could think of was that a pirate’s daughter from Neverland wouldn’t want to live in the corporate world.

I had fucked this up. But now that I had taste of Ebony, I didn’t think I could let her go.

Hook would certainly never understand, and I had never met Silver. But from what I understood, he was much more ruthless. It was late into the night before I finally succumbed to sleep. I dreamt of pirate ships, sword fights, and mayhem, but mostly I dreamt of her.