The Delight IC

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Becca looked at the medallion, very interested in his explanation. She nodded, again wondering what made him so difficult to read. She was hoping to find out. There was a deep story behind his eyes, that much she knew. She’d never met anyone that she knew to be an animist, but from what Logan said, she respected it very much.

She looked up at him just in time to see him putting his hat on her head. She grinned and tilted her head slightly to look at him again. She blushed softly when his knuckles caressed her cheek. She leaned into his touch for just an instant before then continued their walk.

It felt good to know someone on the giant ship, she had to admit that. She gently pressed his hat down onto her head, wanting to make sure it didn’t blow away in the breeze.

 

[DrStein]

Their walk eventually took them to the bow of the ship. Ocean as far as the eye could see, and not a single city light to spoil the view of the moon and stars in the sky. It was quiet. Peaceful. Logan slipped his arm from Becca's and slid it around her waist, gently drawing her against him. He was strong but not demanding. He stood watching the waves ahead before asking, "You have anyone waiting for you back home?" He knew that if she was letting him get this close, odds were pretty good that she didn't. But he thought it polite to ask anyway. He didn't like to chase another man's sweetheart.

 

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Becca was in awe of the view when they reached the bow of the ship. She had never seen so many stars in the sky; it would be hard to leave this for home when her vacation was over. She shook her head slightly, forcing herself to live in the now, instead of already thinking about the end of her vacation. Right now she was looking at a breathtakingly beautiful star filled sky, in the company of a very fascinating man.

She inhaled sharply as he pulled her to him, her attention moving from the sky to him. “I just ended a three year relationship about six weeks ago, it was time to move on” she said, answering his unexpected question. It wasn’t something she imagined most guys in his position asking, yet another interesting twist in Logan’s personality that she was pleasantly surprised to discover.

 

[DrStein]

Logan looked down at her. A hand slowly lifted to her face and turned her up to face him. He leaned in and delicately brushed his lips against hers. "As long as you're here... There's me... And plenty of other handsome guys to spend time with. A pretty girl like you should never want for company." He kissed her cheeks and her eyelids before cupping her cheek in his hand. "I'll bet when you get home you'll have guys lining up to take you out. If they aren't already."

 

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Becca's lips formed a very soft smile against Logan's when he kissed her gently. She could feel her cheeks radiating warmth, thankful it was dark around them so Logan wouldn't be able to see her blushing.

She closed her eyes and exhaled slowly when he kissed her cheeks and her eyelids. She bit her lip when his hands moved to her cheeks, his words causing her cheeks to flush even more.

"I think you've been at sea a little bit too long," she whispered teasingly, grinning at him softly. She wasn't used to having that much direct attention on her, and she was looking to diffuse a little bit of it.

 

[DrStein]

"Have I?" Logan whispered in her ear. "I've been around the block more than once. And I know how to appreciate beauty when I see it. Do you imagine yourself unworthy of that sort of attention from men? You'd be underestimating yourself." He pulled back a little bit, tipping the brim of his hat up to get a better look at her face. "Such soft skin, gorgeous hair, a lovely face... and you blush in the most adorable way." He punctuated that with a teasing smile and kissed her again on the lips. "Come on..." His arm went around her waist again and he led her across the deck, down several flights of stairs, and finally to the crew deck. Entertainers were given their own private rooms apart from the dorms and bunks where the custodians, handymen, cooks and other staff with less... glamorous tasks stayed.

Logan reached for the door and stopped. This was the part where he always felt the need to be honest. Well... as honest as someone so secretive ever was. "I'm going to be level with you. If you walk through this door, whatever happens between us is for fun. I'm not looking for something serious right now. If that's a problem for you, I understand. I'll walk you back to your room, and we part ways for the night with no hard feelings. I promise. Otherwise..." He gently opened the door and motioned for her to proceed. "After you." There had been a few women who took the first option. He was never angry about it. Not everyone shared his beliefs on sex and intimacy and he'd be a fool to argue with them. It was so much easier to give them the choice now than to have them regret it the next morning. He looked at Becca patiently. The decision was hers and he had already prepared himself for either outcome.

 

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Becca closed her eyes as Logan spoke to her. This was more attention in one evening than she used to get from her ex in a week. Maybe that was why she broke it off with him, perhaps she needed more attention. She looked up at him when he tipped his hat so her features were presented to him more clearly.

Her lips formed a smile against his again, her cheeks glowing an even brighter shade of pink. She smiled and shook her head, starting to enjoy the attention he was giving her. He lead her to the side of the ship and down many decks, leading her to his cabin.

She paused when he took his hand off of his door. Her eyes met his as he gave her the option of the night being fun, but if she wanted something serious, he's walk her back to her own cabin and that would be it for the night.

It was her turn to pause for a minute. Ordinarily she would never have a one night stand, but she rationalized her situation. She was on a vacation alone, and she was single for the first time in over three years. No would was there to judge her, and if all it turned out to be was a fling, she would walk away with fond memories of her vacation.

"She watched as he opened his door, giving her the option. She winked up at him and walked into his cabin as he walked in behind her and turned on the light.

 

[DrStein]

Logan walked in and flicked on the light before shutting the door and gave her a final reassurance, "I promise you I'll be discreet. Though I would appreciate it if you didn't talk about this with the staff. It's complicated." His room wasn't one of the luxurious suites some of the wealthy guests got, but it was spacious and comfortable. The double bed had blue linen sheets that looked very inviting and the door to the bathroom was open showing it be decorated a tasteful black and white and kept immaculately clean. Near the window was a writing desk, the messiest part of the room. It was covered in old notebooks, sheet music and tablature, and a laptop with a new iPod, some recording hardware, and external speakers hooked up to it. Beside the desk in stands were a Fender jazz bass, a telecaster, a Steinberger guitar, and an acoustic guitar. Over the last year, Logan had spent a considerable chunk of his money buying instruments and recording equipment. All he had left to do was soundproof the room and after this voyage he would have more than enough to do just that.

He closed the door behind him and went over to the dresser. He removed his medallion and medicine pouch, setting them reverently down beside a stack of books, mostly fiction, before turning back to Becca. In a single movement he pulled his shirt up over his head and tossed it into the hamper. He was lithe, and toned without being overly muscled. His deep tan covered his body with no hint of a tan line at even his waist. Sparse dark curls colored his chest and tapered into a thin strip down his stomach, vanishing under his jeans. The third and final of his tattoos, a heart wreathed in flames on his left shoulder above the chest was visible for the first time. He slipped off his cowboy boots and crossed over to Becca. He took his hat off her head and tossed it over to the desk where it settled among the strewn sheet music.

"At this point, I think you're a little overdressed." He turned off the lights before turning on the small lamp beside his bed. He pulled her body against his and kissed her before dragging her down on top of him onto the bed.

 

[Sylnaeve]

They were underway and out of port at last! It was exciting, the massive ship plowing through the waves and revelry and the unknown both on and off ship waiting for them all. The more experienced crew and staff probably didn't feel it but CC sure did. This was only her second cruise on The Delight and she wanted to make it even better than her first.

She'd spent the day introducing the passengers to the various swimming pools and other aquatic possibilities the ship had to offer; wind surfing, para sailing, SCUBA, snorkeling, jetski riding, and more. The material she'd gone over was so boring but it was fun to watch the passengers' reaction to her and her swimsuit.

CC was a little on the tall side at 5'9" with skin that was creamy pale despite the time she spend on deck and rich brown locks with a slight wave. They had been in a ponytail before, but now fell about her pretty face with her large, clever eyes and her full, plush, lips. Some eyes had lingered on those kissable, dick sucking lips but most had been trained on her body. Lush curves front and back, but particularly up top, with a trim waist and rounded limbs, she was built and she knew it. Her tight fitting, deep v-necked one piece suit showed it too; the fabric always seeming to strain to just barely hold her generous assets in.

But now she was walking the deck and no longer in that suit. She had several hours of "free" time before she was on duty for the first Midnight Swim at one of the ship's smaller and more private swimming pools. The time wasn't really free though. If she wanted a successful voyage, and to make lots of money for That Woman, she had to catch the eyes of the passengers early.

So she was walking over the decks, and would make her way through some of the clubs, hoping to be seen. She wore a red dress that was tight fitted across the stomach and chest, held up by a single strap over her left shoulder, leaving a tantalizing amount of shoulder exposed, cut low enough to showcase her breasts, the skirt hugging her pert ass and legs, ending just at the knee, but with a slit up the side to let just the right amount of pale supple skin show when she walked.

The luscious brunette smiled at men and women alike, offering a pleasant greeting or cheery wave. No one had stopped to talk to her yet, aside from a few brief exchanges with other staffers, but the night was young!

 

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“My lips are sealed,” Becca assured Logan as he shut the door. She looked around his room, her eyes lingering at his desk and the instruments sitting pristinely in their stands in the corner. She’d taken guitar lessons before going to college but didn’t have the time in her schedule between work and school to continue her lessons. Looking at Logan’s collection had her thinking about starting lessons again when she got home after her vacation.

Her eyes refocused on Logan when he walked to his dresser and put his medallion and medicine pouch carefully on a neat pile of books before turning to face her again. Her eyes never left his body as he took off his shirt and threw it into his hamper in one fluid movement. Her brows raised slightly at his tanned, toned body, his jeans hanging low on his hips, showing no sign of a tan line. Her eyes moved to his tattoos and took in his body as he took off his boots before walking towards her, tossing his hat towards the desk.

She smiled when he pointed out that she was over dressed, stepping away from her to turn out the harsh overhead light, and turning on the lamp that stood on his bedside table. She reached behind her and unzipped her black dress, the fabric cascading down her body and land at her feet, leaving her in a black strapless lace bra, low cut pink lace boyshorts panties and her heels.

She slid her hands up his chest when he pulled her body against his, their lips meeting again as he pulled her down onto of him onto his bed. Her lips found his again as her body slowly started grinding against his, her lips only pulling away from his to allow her to take a breath and look into his dark eyes.

 

[DrStein]

Logan let out an appreciative groan and his hands began roaming her body. He attentively explored every curve, every smooth inch of skin he could touch. He rolled over so that she was on her back beneath him. He kissed her neck as his hands kneaded her breasts through her bra. After a moment of this, his hands reached underneath her and unhooked her bra. He slid it way and tossed it to the floor. His hands went to her breasts, squeezing and kneading them once more. His thumbs worked her nipples until they became like hard little buttons.

His hand began to travel further down her body and his mouth followed. He nipped gently at the skin of her neck, not enough to cause pain but enough to excite. He went down to her shoulder where he placed another affectionate bite. His mouth left a trail of kisses down to her breasts. He started out with a few kisses before he began teasing one of her nipples with his tongue. Meanwhile his hands settled at her hips, squeezing and caressing but never venturing too close to her treasured center. For now he was content to tease her as she lay pinned and helpless beneath him.

 

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Becca arched her back as Logan rolled over so he was above her. She looked up at him as slid his hands around her back and unhooked her bra, tossing it to the floor. She closed her eyes and purred when he began kissing and nipping his way from her jaw to her breasts.

She let out a whimper of delight when his tongue circled around her nipples. Her hips bucked under his grasp, the way he touched her body driving her crazy, maintaining control without being overly aggressive.

Her hand found his hair, fingers rubbing and gripping, tugging in carnal desire as he continued his kisses and nips around her upper body, her body writhing in bliss beneath him.

 

[DrStein]

"A man likes a little feedback," Logan whispered before scraping Becca's nipple with his teeth. "If you like something..." He trailed off with a kiss to her other nipple. "Just tell me. If you want something..." His hands reached behind and squeezed her ass. "Ask for it." The bulge in his jeans pressed against her leg, straining against the denim barrier. His hands slipped underneath her panties and caressed the skin underneath before giving her ass another firm squeeze as his mouth continued to work and tease her breasts and nipples. He liked to hear women ask for it, beg for it even. All the time spent warming her up was half the fun. He had met guys who went directly for the big finish, but he never saw the appeal. There was nothing to savor. No build up. He preferred to do things slowly and raise Becca to a fevered pitch. It wasn't good sex unless both of them were enjoying it.

 

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“Everything you’re doing, please don’t stop,” she moaned softly, biting her lip as his teeth scraped against her nipple. She pressed her body up, into him as his hands squeezed her ass. She resumed grinding herself against his body, feeling his cock straining against his jeans.

She could feel the heat and moisture between her legs growing, with his continued attention on her breasts. Her nipples were hard, standing at attention atop her breasts. She wrapped one leg around the back of his thigh, pulling him even closer to her, grinding herself even harder against him.

 

[DrStein]

Logan continued to tease her like this a moment longer, then took his hands from her ass and smoothed them down her thighs as his body once more slid down hers. He left a trail of kisses down her stomach. He came to her panties and kissed her through the thin barrier. She was already very wet and his tongue flicked out to tease her as his hands massaged her thighs. After a moment, they reached back up to her breasts, which began sqeezing her breasts and rubbing her nipples as before. His erection was straining painfully now against his jeans, but he blocked it out. He would be patient.

 

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Becca’s breathing was growing ragged, her body writhing and straining beneath him, desperately wanting him. She looked up at him and watched as his hands trailed down her legs, his lips moving slowly down her stomach. She moaned loudly when his tongue flicked against her panties, the sensation and briefness of it driving her insane.

She inhaled deeply when his hands returned to her breasts, his fingers tracing around her nipples. Her body strained against him in need. “Oh Logan,” she moaned loudly, her hands gripping at his sheets, the teasing and toying with her driving her insane.

“I want to feel you inside of me,” she pleaded, looking at him. “I need to feel you inside of me,” she added.

 

[DrStein]

"There's more I can do for you first," Logan groaned with his lips only an inch away from her. He planted his elbows down into the mattress. With her legs under his arms and his hands on her chest, she wouldn't be able to sit up or escape him. "Have you ever had a man eat you out before?" He planted a kiss on the wet spot of her panties. "Every felt a man's tongue on you until it made you cum?"

 

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Becca whimpered in need when he moved to a different position, his lips only inches from her body as he spoke, his breath sending a shiver down her spine. She shook her head no in response to his question, her eyes watching him. She blushed when he kissed the wet spot on her panties, the sensation making her entire being tingle in desire.

She moaned softly in delight as his grip on her tightened slightly. “No one’s ever done that to me,” she confessed, looking into his eyes.

 

[DrStein]

Logan planted several more kisses on her panties and pinched her nipples between his fingers and thumbs. "Would you like me to?" His voice had dropped into a husky purr. He looked at her with a soft smile, one that promised her pleasure. She had already invited him to take her, but he would do what he wanted to do and he wanted to hear her beg for it. "Would you like me to show you how good it feels?"

 

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Becca gasped in when Logan pinched her nipple and kissed her panties repeatedly before asking her if it was something she’d like him to do. “Yes, please,” she whispered, the moisture and heat between her thighs growing even more intense with every kiss to her panties.

“Please Logan, show me,” she begged him, her eyes finding his, her gaze filled with lust and carnal desperateion. She strained against him, needing him to touch her.

 

[DrStein]

Logan smiled at her and lowered his head. He took the top of her panties in his teeth and began to slowly, tortuously drag them off of her. By the time he got to her knees, he lifted her legs up over his head and used his hands to finish removing them. She was now naked except for her heels and Logan once more assumed his position over her with his hands on her breasts preventing her from getting up. He blew a cool breath against her pussy, chilling her own juices against her flesh. He began kissing her thighs, getting closer every moment until he finally planted a soft kiss on her bare pussy. "Doesn't that feel good, Becca?"

 

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Becca leaned her head back against Logan's bed and purred softly as he used his teeth to pull down her panties. He was going so slowly, and she desperately needed his attention between her legs, her body trembled in need as he finally pulled her panties off of her legs.

She looked up at him before he moved closer to her pussy, his eyes sparkling in the low light of the room. She whimpered loudly at the new sensation of his breath against her pussy, her wetness cooling against her body, her hips bucking in an involuntary response.

She purred with every kiss he left on her thighs, his lips moving painfully slow up her thighs towards her pussy.

Her lusty purring turned into a moan of pleasure when his lips made contact with her pare pussy for the first time. She was thankful now that she had been able to schedule a last minute appointment with her esthetician for a bikini wax before she left home, realizing that no one had ever been that close to her pussy.

"So good, Logan" she moaned, writhing in delight as much as she could in his firm grasp.

 

[DrStein]

"I'm going to show you what you've been missing." He leaned his head in again and his tongue danced across her lower lips. His hands began firmly squeezing her breasts. He let out a little growl against her skin before his tongue sought out her clit. He gently prodded and circled it with the tip of his tongue, listening to her moans to determine what she liked best. Every so often his teeth would scrape along her lips. After a minute, he nipped at them slightly.

 

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Becca shut her eyes when Logan's tongue moved long her lower lips, her hips trembling with each lick. She could feel herself dripping with need as he growled against her skin. Her hands met his at her breasts, their fingers tracing over her skin together, his hands cupping hers against her breasts.

Her back arched when his tongue found her clit, the sensation feeling like millions of volts of electricity running through her body. She moaned loudly, her body straining against him, never imagining anything could feel this good.

When his teeth scraped against her lips and nipped at her skin, her moans were deeper, a more lusty, carnal sound escaping her throat.

"Oh God, Logan," she moaned loudly, her body craving him, greedily accepting everything he was giving her.

 

[DrStein]

Seeing how much that pleased her, he nipped at her other lip before his tongue lapped at it to sooth it. He then nipped the first lip again and lapped at it. He repeated the process again and again, giving her just enough time to come down from the first rush of pleasure only to give her another. Her moaning resonated in his ears like music. He growled again against her. Her body was like an instrument in his hands to be played and made to sing and scream.