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  The four of us crowd around the small wooden table once the food was finished. Talking and sharing the occasional laugh over a funny story together. Mom surprising me the most sticking to the basic get-to-know you questions. Instead of bringing us in front of her Spanish Inquisition. Shawn following Moms lead nodding his head in approval of Drake by the time we finished eating.

  We decide to watch a movie once the kitchen is finished being cleaned. Mom and Shawn sitting together in the over-sized lounge chair. While Drake and I were left with the couch. I'm so nervous just sitting here my entire body starts shaking.

  This has to be the absolute strangest situation I've been in. Unsettling doing this in front of my Mom for the first time. Drake thankfully doesn't ask what's wrong, just tightens his arm that's around me.

  The movie ended an hour and a half later. I was pulling Drake up from the couch before the credits start rolling. Dragging him behind me as I quickly make my way around the furniture to my bedroom door. Moms voice stopping me just as I open the door.

  "Shawn and I are going hiking around the lake tomorrow morning. We are going to take some food and make a day of it. We'd really love it if you two would come." Her voice coming out sickeningly sweet.

  I look at the cocky grin on Drakes face knowing what his answer is by that one simple look. I blow out a small breath then look back at Mom. "Sure, we'd love too."

  Jenny Black, my 37-year-old mother, starts jumping around clapping like she's a kid. "Fantastic! Be ready to leave by 8:30 in the morning. Good night."

  Drake and I call out a good night back to them as well walking through my bedroom door finally. We both get undressed then Drake laid his tall frame on my bed. Pulling me onto his chest just like the night before. We share a slow, sweet kiss, no other parts of our bodies moving except for our lips. After I lay my head on his chest and let the thumping of his heart put me into a deep sleep.

  The next morning we are both up and dressed by 8 am. Drake wearing a black wife-beater, basketball shorts, and tennis shoes. While I opted for simple, stretchy workout clothes consisting of a tank top and leggings. Digging through my closet pulling out my ancient pair of running shoes I left here.

  Once we both finish getting ready we help Mom and Shawn pack everything up. The guys load the bags in the back of Shawn's truck. Once the final bag is loaded we pile into the seats and leave the house with a few minutes to spare.

  Shawn stopped the truck at the Parks Mountain Parking Area not long after that. We spend the entire morning hiking up the mountain. Drake and Shawn carrying all of the bags. As we made our way halfway down the other side to the lakes shore that was surrounded by the mountains around us. The secret lake a crystal blue you could see right through.

  All four of us took our shoes and socks off cooling our feet off in the water as we ate. Mom and I sandwiched between Drake and Shawn under the only shade tree close to the water's edge. Laughing and playing the entire time like kids, instead of the grown adults we pretend to be.

  Mom and I both offer to carry the almost empty bags on the way back that afternoon, but both men refuse. We still make it back to Shawn's truck before nightfall. Stopping at the only drive-thru in town on our way back home.

  Drake and I take our bag of food straight into my room once we get back to the house. I sit down on my bed placing the food down beside me then left my back fall to the mattress. Drake went to my dresser checking his phone for the first time since we left that morning. Finally, my burning muscles cooled down a little, so I sat up grabbing the food taking it out of the bag.

  Drake still hadn't said anything just reading something on his phone. Only I saw how his shoulders were starting to tense in frustration. I sat the last of the food on top of the paper bag then turned facing his back. "Drake?"

  When he turns facing me, his face is showing both anger and disappointment. "I'm so sorry My Queen. I have to go back to New York right away, and possibly out of the country until next week."

  Sadness and disappointment engulfed me. I tried extra hard not to let either show. "I understand. So, for sure we won't be able to see each other next weekend like we originally planned?"

  Drake scrubs the palm of his hand down his face in frustration. "Probably not. Unless it's not as bad as Dean makes it out to be, but he's usually right about these types of things. Why don't you spend an extra two weeks her with your mom. Then on that Sunday I'll fly in and take you away for the 4th of July holiday. How's that sound?" He asks walking up to me halfway through pulling me up from the bed and wrapping me in his arms.

  I lock my hands around the back of his neck smiling up at him. "The entire time just me and you? Is there even a place we can go that will stay just the two of us the entire time?" I ask sarcastically.

  Drake gives me a cocky smile grabbing my ass cheeks in his hands pulling my sex flush against him. "I'm thinking my yacht in the middle of the ocean for the entire week will do just fine, don't you?" his last words a growl before sealing his lips to mine. Taking everything from me with just that kiss.

  We push each other away minutes later both of us starving for air. Leaving our food untouched walking back into the living room hand in hand. Drake explaining what happened to Mom and Shawn. Mom was ecstatic I was staying for two more weeks. I drove Drake to the small airport not far from my house where his jet was waiting. Sharing a final kiss before I watched him board the plane.

  For the next 14 days, Mom and Shawn try everything to cheer me up. Both going out of their way to try and help me get out of this funky mood I was in since Drake left. Nothing they did seem to work, and by the time my two weeks is almost up I don't even worry about getting out of bed.

  As the sun rose on that fateful Sunday morning my eyes pop open right along with it. My cheeks stretching so wide with a smile for the first time in days. I rubbed them to try and bring the feeling back in. I change into a pair of shorts and halter top I sat out the night before while I was packing.

  I skip into the bathroom doing my hair and makeup for the first time since Drake boarded that jet. Then I walked back into my room grabbing my bags and taking them to sit by the front door. Mom and Shawn watching me from the kitchen table as they are their breakfast.

  I sat down joining them to eat. Moving my mouth nonstop. Either eating or talking doing anything to pass the time. At least until 10 o'clock. Drake told me last night he would be here sometime between 9:30 and 10. Guaranteeing me he would be here by then and not a minute after, and I was going to hold him to that.

  Mom and Shawn were both grateful for my overnight attitude change. Enjoying being together during happy times one last time before I left. Shawn was taking Mom on a two-day getaway before I was to leave this morning. Trying to keep Mom from missing me so much one I left.

  We are both a crying mess once we finish saying our good-byes. Shawn leaving me with a fatherly hug and kiss on the forehead of his own. Before ushering a still sobbing Mom out to his truck.

  It's a few minutes after 9 in the morning when they finally leave. Instead of going back inside to wait the 30 or more minutes to pass I walk to the old porch swing sitting down.

  I would always come here to think when there was a lot on my mind when I was younger. The back and forth motion helping to center my thoughts and relax. The old swing still able to work its charm on me. Making me apace our so much I didn't notice when the black SUV parked in the driveway.

  Drake got out of the driver's seat walking toward my house. He slides his aviator glass on top of his head. Giving me a smile that lights up my dark world. I jump up out of the swing and rake off running. Not bothering with the first step jumping before I got there. Flying into his arms desperate to feel his lips with mine so I know he's real.

  Drake catches me in his arms sliding my legs around his waist while I attack his lips. Forcing my tongue into his mouth tasting whatever I could reach. Biting and sucking on his lips along the way.

  He gave me that touch of control than took it back. Pull back away from me his onyx gaze searching for something in my gaze. Then letting go of his megawatt smile I guess getting his answer.

  "God I've missed you Angel. You have become my dreams every night and day. I hate staying away from you for so long. I can't wait to get you alone, on my yacht. Finally Mine then My Queen! Are you ready?" Drake whispered as he caresses the side of my cheek.

  "Always Master, Always," I whisper back unwrapping my legs from around his waist sliding down the front of his body.

  I let him go completely turning around going to the door to get my bags. Drake took the opportunity to smack my ass making me giggle as I ran to the door. Grabbing my suitcases and locking the door then walking back to Drake past ready to leave this place!

  Drake took my bags to the SUV loading them into the back then coming around to the passenger door to help me into the seat. We made it to the private airstrip 15 minutes later. We boarded the jet Drake moving us to our usual seat with me in his lap. Getting ready to take off a few minutes later.

  The flight only last about half an hour landing at a private airport a lot nicer than the one we left in Virginia. This one along the coast of Maine. There was a driver for the matching SUV waiting for us this time. He was loading our bags into the back as Drake helped me into the backseat. Sliding in right after me and closing the door.

  Once we left the airport it took us about 15 minutes driving along the coast before coming to a stop at a gated pier. Blocking access to several expensive luxury yachts of all shapes and sizes. Drakes black yacht we rode on in Bali was docked at the end of the pier obviously getting ready to cast off.

  Drake took my hand helping me from the car. Then walking beside me with his hand wrapped around my hip down the Game-Planck at the back of the ship. The driver carrying our bags a few steps behind us.

  We all walked into rue main living room on the first floor of the glorious boat. There were three people in white and gray uniforms standing in a line waiting to welcome us aboard. The driver sat our bags down by the staff's feet then turned going back to the SUV.

  A bulky middle-aged man stepped forward from the middle of the line of employees extending his hand toward Drake with a welcoming smile on his face.

  "Nice to be of service again Mr. Masters. As requested minimal crew all know to stay off the main and lower floors unless given explicit instructions. All the paperwork has been filed and the checks all clear. We are ready to cast off whenever you give the word, Sir."

  "Thanks, Beau, I'd like you to meet Abbie Black. Abbie this is Captain Beau Jones. He lives on the boat full time taking care of her for me. I've never met a better Captain than him." Drake introduced us smiling from the bullshit he was telling me.

  "Nice to meet you Mr. Jones." I tell the Captain shaking his hand with a big smile of my own.

  Beau gives me a smirk back. "Mr. Jones was my old man. Beau is just fine Ms. Abbie."

  "Ok, but it's just Abbie for me, also." I say letting go of his hand and stepping back into Drakes side.

  The Captain nods his head ok then turns to the y'all model like woman on his left. Her skin so pale it was almost translucent. Smiling he placed his hand at the small of her back giving her a small push forward as he began to speak.

  "This is Brook Sanders. She'll be your waitress and housekeeper. She will come in once a day to clean up the main floors." Captain Beau said looking at me as the woman reached out to shake my hand.

  "It's a pleasure." Brook said dropping my hand quickly stepping back and slightly to the left hiding partially behind Beau.

  Beau was obviously use to this turning to the short Carmel skinned beautiful woman on his right. He gave her a small nudge forward before speaking as well.

  "This is Shannon Cook, and yes she is the cook. It really must have been fate when her parents named her." Beau tells us the dad joke finding it the most hilarious thing he's heard in a while.

  Shannon reaches forward shaking my hand. Unlike Brook, Shannon has a fire burning deep inside of her. I can see it shinning in her eyes as she sends me a wink then answers me with pure sarcasm.

  "Please forgive the Old Man. He still thinks his lame Dad jokes are cool. He just won't believe me when I tell him they never were." Her words are heavy with a Caribbean Accent.

  "I'll take your word for it. Nice to meet you, Shannon." I tell her trying not to laugh shaking her hand then letting it fall.

  With the introductions finished I look up at Drake wondering what's next. He grabs my hand giving the inside of my wrist a kiss as he looks into my eyes then speaks. His words whispering against my heated flesh making my body sing.

  "Thank You Beau. I think it's time to cast off. That will be all for now. I'll call when we need something."

  "Right away, Sir." Beau says placing his hands at the small of both ladies backs ushering them back to the top deck. Leaving Drake and I alone seconds later. He moved me backwards to the cream colored couch along the back wall of the boat. Sitting down first then placing me in his lap with my legs on the side of his. Caging me in his arms with a hungry look on his face.

  "Finally alone. You're all mine now, My Queen. The last time we were on the yacht we won't on here long enough for me to tell you the rules of the Ship." His deep husky voice making goosebumps breakout all along my skin.

  I give him my best sultry look as I run my hands up his chest. Gliding my fingers along the collar of his black button-up shirt. "I hate breaking My Masters rules. Will you help me so I won't get in trouble with him?" My voice coming out breathy and soft.

  His answering smile was full of teeth. Roughish and all Alpha-Male ready to devour. He moved the tips of his fingers along my arm to the bottom of my cuffed sleeves of the peasant top I was wearing that wrapped around my forearms.

  "Rule Number 1, My Queen. For the duration of our stay aboard the ship, No Clothes, unless I make an exception."

  I straighten my spine looking him straight in the eyes accepting his challenge. Grabbing both of his wrist I opened up his hold sliding off his lap and standing up. I stepped backwards keeping ahold of his wrist leaning my upper body forward so I wouldn't let go. Until I was almost out of his reach.

  When I couldn't hold on any longer I let go standing up straight. I imagined I was sending him another video, doing a live strip-tease right there for him. Praying I looked sexy and wasn't scarring him for life!

  Slowly I ran my hands up my stomach to the bottom of the peasant top that stopped under my breast. Pulling it up and over my head letting it glide to the floor. I moved my fingers down along the swell of my beast giving my nipples a squeeze. Down my stomach to the top of my frayed mini jean skirt. I unbuttoned the skirt with two fingers then the heavy material fell to the floor.

  I took a step to the right out of the skirt propping my foot along the edge of the chair next to me. The antique wood chair with creamy velvet cushions conventionally placed between the couch and where I was standing.

  I turn my bare ass toward Drake bending over slightly. The strings of my thong the only thing blocking his view from my drenched folds. I bent over a little more giving him a teasing view of my sex as I unbuckled my gladiator sandal. Taking the spiky heel off and dropping it to the floor. Then doing the same move as I remove the other shoe, but slower.

  I haven't looked at Drake for awhile now. I keep my back toward him as I stand up running the string of my tong between my fingers. Back and forth giving him a few shakes of my ass as the tiny material then slides to my feet. I use my toe to toss the silk cloth to my pile of clothes then turn my head to look over my shoulder to see if my show affected Drake at all.

  Glowing pride radiating through me and my feelings. Proud that I put that look of uncontrollable lust on his face with my show. Keeping my hands at my sides and my head high I turn to face him fully.

  "Is there another rule, Master?"

  "Just One, My Queen. You must be ready to serve me at all times. Can you do that?" He asks spites flying from the corner of his mouth like foam and his nostrils are flared like a dog.

  I don't answer him with words. Instead kneeling at his feet in the 'Ready' position he taught me. My eyes glued to his feet while my knees are spread shoulder width apart palms flat on my thighs. Waiting for him.

  He doesn't keep me waiting long. Pulling me up by my hair toward the couch he was just sitting on. Making me get on my knees on the far edge of the bottom cushion. Leaning the top half of my body over the back of the couch.

  Drakes shoes entering my line of vision before I felt his hot breath blowing against the shell of my ear.

  "Now it's time to christen every surface of this yacht, and we are not leaving until we do. Let's see how many places we can check off tonight."

  He finishes then walks around behind me and places two loud spanks to each of my ass cheeks. Moments later driving his hard cock deep into core without any warning or stimulation. Making me scream in pleasure and slight pain, starting his mission.

  Drake finally let me rest four days later. Having covered every square inch of the yacht with our juices. Sometimes twice over! The entire time he kept me busy all I could see was ocean water through the windows surrounding us.

  Since tomorrow is the 4th of July Drake told Beau to get us as close to Boston where we could see the fireworks, but still be private and to ourselves. Waking up the next morning I saw my first glimpse of land since we sat off days ago, and I really didn't care to see it now!

  I didn't want to leave our little paradise and go back to land and reality at the end of the weekend. I wanted to stay in my own fairytale world, this world! With the fireworks erupting in the sky along with behind my eyes from the pleasure that night, and every night to come.

  Oh what a life that would be!

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