Make love to her

“That fool will pay for this…he kidnapped me,” Shania said while drying her hair. It was pointless calling Christian names when he got away with whatever he wanted. She was done taking a shower. She settled for a bikini with denim shorts.

To be honest, she loved the designer of the yacht, it was so luxurious. But of course, Christian was a Kingston. They knew how to spend their money. After making sure she was done, Shania decided to see what Christian was up to.

The sun was about to set, Shania walked up the stairs and was finally headed for the top of the deck. To her shock, she found something unexpected.

“Took you long enough,” it was Christian who said and tossed what looked like an apron away. Shania's eyes darted around the place in awe.

“Can you tell me why you love wasting your time,” Shania said, ignoring the beauty of the place? She looked at Christian and the man was smirking at her.

“Baby, for you, I'll do anything…this is nothing, just some useless thing,” Christian said with a chuckle, showing his billion-dollar smile. It was impossible to ignore how charming he was.

“I don't believe this,” Shania muttered and ran her hand through her hair. Christian couldn't help but admire her, she was gorgeous. Stunning.

“I made something for you,” he took her hand, startling her. Shania was about to say no when he dragged her away to the farther top of the deck.

“So, I'm not really like this… let's just say, a woman has a thousand ways to torture a man and this is one of em,” the man said once they reached their desire. Again, Shania was dumbstruck. Breathing. The setting was everything. The gorgeous sunset view on the waters had Shania lost in thoughts.

“You don't like it?” The man startled her back to reality. Shania tucked her hair behind her ear and cleared her throat.

“It's beautiful," she whispered, even if the man wasn't perfect. She had to say he did an impressive job.

“I'm glad, please have a seat my love and let your man spoil you,” Christian said, mischievously guiding her to the table for two. Shania complied. For now, she would let him prove himself worthy of her.

“Mr. Kingston…”

“Ace…call me Ace,” the man corrected her with a frown. Shania didn't know why he hated being called a Kingston.

“That's your surname,” she frowned, too. The man rolled his eyes and started serving her.

“Mr. Kingston is my father… I'm Christian Ace…or you can find a cute, sexy pet name for me,” he said, winking at her playfully. Shania had the urge to smack him in the head, but dropped the idea.

“Never,”

“Just once, what name can you call me” Christian pouted, making Shania narrow her eyes suspiciously.

“Chris, I'm hungry,”

“When are you planning to accept me, you know what I mean,”the man cut her off and said looking her straight in the eyes? Shania was beginning to be uncomfortable.

“Our family won't accept it…no one will accept it… you shouldn't think about it,” Shania simply said, knowing full well, her relationship with Christian was forbidden. To her shock, the man's lips quivered upwards, and he was smiling.

“What,” she asked and snatched the spoon from him and dragged her plate, so she could eat.

“That means you want us to be together,” it was obvious she wanted him. But their current relationship was getting in the way

“We have siblings…think about them…your dad and stepmom won't like the idea of you fucking your stepsister," Shania said nonchalantly and tasted the food. To her surprise, the grilled meat tasted delicious.

“No one can stop me from having what I want…and it's you…the only thing I regret is being your stepbrother,” Christian whispered as he half-sat on the table close to Shania. She stopped eating when she noticed how close he was to her.

“Ace please.” Shania didn't know why his words felt like a sharp blade piercing through her heart. Christian cupped her face lovingly and leaned down to her.

“Each time I yearn to make love to you because…because I'm afraid I might wake up, and you are not there,” he murmured while caressing her cheeks. His tenderness, the glimmer in his eyes, had Shania blinking rapidly.

“I don't want to lose you because since the first day…you've always been a part of me…just know this, I can't stand living without you,” he added and by now, his lips were touching Shania's lips. Fueling her sense that, she found herself inhaling his scent. Feeling his hot breath fanning her cheeks.

“Christian, this is,” Shania parted her lips, but Christian captured her mouth gently.

“I want you in every possible way…to make love to you over and over again,” he whispered in between kisses, this time both of them couldn't hold their desires. Shania wrapped her arms around his neck while Christian slidden his hands down her back.

“Show me, feel me now,” she mumbled in between kisses, which were like a password to Christian's lust. He immediately lifted her off the chair and made her wrap her legs around his back. Kissing her hard until she was gasping for air.

Shania did not know how she ended up on soft, fluffy cushions, but Christian lowered her down and took his time kissing her. Exploring her body with his tongue. Shania was a moaning mess as she ran her hands through his silk hair.

“Ah, Ace,” she moaned his name as he undressed. Under the moonlight, she glimmered beautifully that Christian lost it.

“I… I want to taste you so fucking badly…eat your little pussy and drink every last drop of your juices,” the man groaned as he nuzzled his nose against her belly. She shivered and sucked in her breath.

“Oh yes?” Shania bit her lower lip and waited to hear more. Oh, how she was longing to have his mouth on her. The thought of it had her spreading her legs wide.

“I want my cock deep inside you…” Christian ran his wet tongue over her mound. Shania let out a gasp and fisted the sheets tightly.

“Ah…mmm…oh god yes,” the feeling was sizzling, so delicious that Shania moved her hands down her chest and grabbed her breasts. They were sore and full. Her nipples were hard and swollen.

“Beautiful,” Christian teased, pinching her clit. Shania wiggled her hips upwards, wanting more of him.

“P-please now,”Shania begged as ecstasy built in, making her sweat. She felt hot all over and she couldn't take it. Christian noticed how desperate she was, but he wasn't going to give it to her that easily.

“I'm all yours…let me take care of you…my way,” he said and entered with two fingers. Her slick, wet pussy welcomed his fingers in a way that had Christian playing with her clit.

“Ha… Ace…” Shania arched her back in pleasure. She had never felt this sensitive. Just a tiny touch and she felt herself clenching as the orgasm built within her. But she wanted it all and more.