Chapter 1 – Better Than Odegaard
Sunday, Sept 22, 2013
I loved helping a fellow single girl out.I’m a veryselfless person.But girl, it’s honestly really hard for me to sit back andlet another girl get all the dick.
Especially because beautiful cocks are one of my all-timefavorite things.
That and shoes.
And of course my bestie Ash. Which is why I was currentlyhigh-tailing it away from all the 8-inch erections on Roma Island and backtoward the yacht. I was on a mission. Save Ash from her dirty, hot kidnapper.And then get fucking railed.Honestly…maybe by her kidnapper…
I would love that for me. I bit my lip as I hit the gasharder on my jet ski. The combination of the vibrating jet ski seat and theidea of being taken by the kidnapper made me moan. Especially since I knew thekidnapper was the banana king. And boy waspacking.
There was just something about a good kidnapping that reallydid something to me. Probably because I really loved being tied up andblindfolded. It heightened everything. Especially if it was legit a life-or-deathscenario. Although, no one would kill me after they saw my perfect tits. So itwasn’t that scary. #PerfectTitsFacts.
I was almost back to the yacht where my extraction team was.I was fashionably late as always, and I could see Ghostie staring at me. Hisstrong arms were folded across his chest, a cute little scowl plastered to hisface. Teddybear walked up next to him and looked equally strong and annoyed.
Hmm.I wondered if maybe I liked the idea of beingkidnapped so much because of that little lesson that Ghostie and Teddybear hadgiven me in the art of kidnapping. It wasn’t really a lesson from them, so muchas I coerced them into it and then blackmailed them into being at my beck andcall for all my needs ever since. But the details weren’t important. What wasimportant was that Ghostie and Teddybear had really enjoyed showing me all thesexy things a kidnapper would do to my body.
That was the first time I’d had sex with my bodyguards. And Ihadn’t stopped since. They were like…obsessed with me. But as I stared atGhostie’s stern frown and Teddybear’s piercing gaze, I felt myself smiling.Honestly, with the two of them around and my superior intellect and problemsolving skills, I’d never truly be kidnapped. But I could sure act it outagain…
Gah, there was no time. I had to save Ash. Apparently the bananaking had moved up the sex auction. I was up against the clock instead of upagainst a cock. I needed to save Ash’s virginity before it was too late.
I pulled my jet ski up to the yacht and Ghostie helped me ondeck. I expected him to immediately get back to work, but instead he pulled medown a flight of stairs.
“Ghostie, what are you doing? We need to hurry and save Ash!”
He grunted a response, pulling me past one of the cabins andinto a small hall bathroom. He locked the door behind us. The space was tight,almost as small as the restroom on Daddy’s fun jet. But it seemed smaller sinceGhostie was so muscular and domineering and currently caging me in against thevanity.
I put my hand on his chest. “Ghostie, we need to get to Ashbefore it’s too late...”
“I lied. The sex auction wasn’t moved up. I just needed youback here.”
“Why?”
“Because I meant what I said on the comms. This…” He tracedhis thumb along my lower lip. “…Ismine.”
Before I could respond, he kissed me, slamming my butt againstthe edge of the vanity.
Fuck.It was like he’d just been on the vibrating jetski instead of me. I was really loving how possessive Ghostie was getting. Buthe thought my mouth was his?Silly Ghostie. No man was ever going to ownme. Honestly, it was much more likely that I’d one day own a man.
I remembered the sinful things Ghostie had whispered throughthe comms while I was back on the island.If I was there, I’d tie your handsto the posts and bend you over.
It was like he knew I wanted him to play kidnapper. I’dstared into the cameras the whole time I deepthroated another man. Ghostie hadbeen watching. And I’d put on a good show for him. His ragged breath through myearpiece would have been enough for me to know he liked it. But he’d also saida few more things that had tipped me off.
Your mouth is mine.
I’ll rail you until your legs go numb.
Oh, and then there was the obvious -You better be readyfor another cumshot when you get back to this boat.
Ghostie’s hands pulled at the fabric of my referee costumelike he was a wild animal.
I thought maybe he’d cum watching me through the cameras. Butapparently he’d been waiting for me.
One of his hands skated down to my exposed breast, while hisother fell to my throat. His fingers tightened ever so slightly.
God yes.