The Grand Mistress

Gabriella felt so sick that the last she would care about was a man skimming at her body. She felt another crampy feeling in her stomach, almost coming to her throat and knew she was going to vomit more.

"Get me to the sink please," She pleaded once more and in just a span of minutes, she felt somebody taking her in. The man carried her in his big hard arms and his warmth was the first thing that gave her comfort, calming her restlessness. Soon, he let her go and let her hold on to the marble sink somewhere she didn't know. She had no sense of direction but she was sure it was somewhere inside the yacht, a cabin  maybe as the room she was in was warm but obviously not as warm under the man's arms.

Relief and a bit comforted seeing the sink in front of her, Gabriella poured all her heart out vomiting everything she had inside. If her heartbreak was only one of the things she could vomit right then , she had spit it out first and flushed them off right away.

A little later, Gabriella felt a bit fine. Neither was her stomach or head turning anymore and so she raised her head only to find herself staring at her reflection in the mirror before her. Only then did she realize the odd situation she was in. 

"Where the heck am I?"She wondered as she scrutinized the place from the mirror. The place she was in right then was obviously a bathroom, not a big one but luxurious enough to host a king. 

"In my cabin's bathroom," Someone answered from the corner, making Gabriella jolt in surprise. She immediately turned around and met unusual eyes which color she couldn't identify but did seemingly resemble like that of a tiger—a bit golden with shades of brown. He looked at her in a way that Gabriella swallowed a big gulp because he was like a dangerous animal, very much like a tiger in a hunting state, ready to eat her alive.

For a while he just looked at her, carefully assessing how delicious of a prey she was while arms crossed and back leaning against the wall. Soon, he paced the room toward her and Gabriella's legs shook. She wanted to run away from him immediately because his aura bears so much power the poor woman cannot take but before she could, the man sigh helplessly in front of her and his expression softened then pat her head gently.

"Drink this," He pushed an open bottle of clear water in front of her that Gabriella didn't notice earlier. Gabriella thought of taking it as she was really thirsty then but before she could extend her hand, the man took the initiative of bringing the bottle to her mouth as if she was a child, not capable of drinking it herself. The girl who was left with no choice and was very careful not to offend the stranger chose to open her mouth and drank from the bottle he offered. 

"Thank you," She decided she had enough and thanked him. He nodded and proceeded to wipe her lips dry. It was an act out of instinct as Gabriella carelessly took gulps as she was so  thirsty that some water spilled in her lips and chin. Feeling the warmth of his fingers in her lips, Gabriella unconsciously bit her lips.

"Uhg," The man growled a little, trying to hold off the urges that were forming below his stomach. It was obvious the woman didn't know that what she was doing—from her hesitant voice, the shyness in her eyes and her biting her lips in front of him—was terribly making him so hot inside that he could already feel his manhood craving for something carnal.

"Oh God!" Gabriella squealed when she noticed the man's ruined trunks. She remembered throwing up right at him at the hatch and was immediately embarrassed at the inconvenience she brought on him. Without thinking much, she bent down to wipe off the small tidbits left on his trunk, as if her hands could miraculously make it clean. Her attempts made miracles though, not on the cleaning part but on firing up the man's lust. 

"Fuck!" He cursed uncontrollably when the woman mercilessly touched him between his thighs. Was she even aware of what she was doing?

"I'm very sorry," She realized that even when she swept the tidbits off, his trunks remained damped. "I can wash it though for you if you could just give it to me," 

She innocently offered, still not aware that her deeds had other implications. Truth was although she was already okay, her head was still afloat because of the influence of alcohol and she was then feeling different from his presence. The man scares her. That's why she was very careful not to offend him—very much explains why she was trying to appease him with his ruined trunks. Ironically despite the fear, she somehow felt secure at him as if as long as he was around, no one could hurt or touch her.

"Give it to you?" The man laughed in a fearsome way that made the woman's heart race against her chest. His voice somehow awakened Gabriella's drunken stupor and she managed to became aware of how stupid and audacious she had been. Like a child caught for unbehaving, she refused to meet his eyes, guilty.

Seeing that she idled, the man slowly pulled her jaw up and Gabriella was forced to meet his eyes. 

"I can surely give it to you dulzura," His eyes were loaded with desire as he stared directly at a pretty  face that was too small for his big hands. Then with a grin that made him look devilishly handsome, he added. "But can you handle what's inside?"

His last remark seemed like a threat and Gabriella swallowed a whole lot of saliva with it. She felt so helpless and unusually hot even when she was wearing nothing but only two undergarments that was sure could not protect her when the man before her decided to devour her alive.

"Soo angelic," his voice was becoming hoarse. "I wonder if you are really an angel that fell from heaven or just one of those seductresses who wished to end up in my bed,"

The man had his doubts then. It was too good to believe that a woman with a beauty so enthralling randomly climbed in his yacht alone. He wondered if she was one of those desperate celebrities and socialites who wanted to try their luck on him or if she was sent by his enemies to slit his throat. Either way, she had done a pretty good job seducing him.

"I...I want to leave," Gabriella sensed the rising tension and she wanted to escape it. This time, it wasn't  him she was scared about but the unusual feeling that was rising in her stomach. Unlike earlier, the sensation needed not to be vomited, it needed to be satisfied and although she was a virgin, she was not that dumb to know it was lust.

"Not so fast dulzura," he said and immediately bent down to reach Gabriella's lips. 

The kiss he gave her was hot, carnal and very much demanding a response. Gabriella's eyes were so big and wide while the man ravaged her mouth but he was so unexpectedly irresistible that instead of pushing him away, she shyly opened her mouth for him and in a moment closed her eyes and sucked all the sweetness of his hot ravenous mouth.

He growled at her sweet compliance and wrapped his arms around her, cupped her backside and pressed her little body to his, feeling all the softness of Gabriella's body. He knew it was rather careless of him to take a beautiful stranger and be allured at her but what can his very mortal and sinful body do when it was when an angel like the woman under his arms, demands his warmth?

A minute more and their exchanges became intense. Gabriella, already filled with thorough desire and desperation, took the lead inside their mouths. Her tongue took possession and she moved according to her desire, returning his advances of the mating ritual, pressing her pelvis hard against his each time their tongue sank inside.

The girl's retribution to his touches was making him lose control.  For a moment, he cut the kiss and looked down at her, fascinated at how she was making him feel. Under his rattled gaze, he saw her face flushed and she was catching her breath. He smiled  knowing it was his kiss and touch that made her like that and god dammit she even looked more beautiful at her raw estate.

"God woman! You are one hell of a seductress!" he cussed breathless and in a smooth quick move, lifted Gabriella and made her sit on the sink, her back facing the mirror and her breast, flaunting in level with his gaze anticipating his very careful attention. Unable to resist it, he immediately buried his face into it and Gabriella moaned for the first time.