Man of The Sea

3.

Mature Content Warning

Ellianna Kingston

I don't quite remember when we made it up to his room or even upstairs. I could only concentrate on his lips, the way he tasted. Minty, like spearmint. Not peppermint. I hate peppermint. "Focus on me, Elle." He said in between our kisses.

His tongue slid into my mouth again, while he closed the door with his foot. His hands wandered all over my body. We went touch for touch. Bite for bite. His hands pulled at my hair, giving him full access to attack my neck with kisses. Leaving his mark.

It was pure desperation. From both for us. Like we were starved animals. At least I was. I needed him. I needed Kairos to make me forget everything.

The moans coming out of my mouth were heavy and full of pleasure. I knew he wanted to move down and continue his kisses. "Kairos." I breathed out. "Elle." He looked up at me, almost asking for permission. I nodded at him, "Please."

He ripped the dress off of my body leaving my top half exposed. He grabbed my face and started kissing me again, walking us towards the bed. He sat me down on the bed, gently laying me down and getting on top of me.

His shirt was already unbuttoned, letting my hands roam free. He brought his knee up, rubbing against me. The friction would've felt even better if my panties were off. "Can I taste you?"

God. I nodded my head and he started traveling down, leaving kisses on my stomach and thighs. I felt his hands pull down my white lacy thong, leaving me completely bare. "So soft." He whispered against my skin, his left hand moving its way back up to cup my chest.

His tongue ran across my slit and I couldn't help but whimper. "Kairos." I needed more. "I know, spread your legs for me." I did exactly that, inviting him to do more. I felt him smile into me when I listened almost immediately. My hands gripped his hair the second he started to go unhinged. Like he was holding himself before, but not anymore. "Oh my God."

I was biting my lip to try and stay quiet. But s**t, he knew what he was doing. His two fingers started to gently go in out of my hole while his tongue played with my c**t. I tried to close my legs around his head while his fingers started to go faster. "I can't." I said breathlessly. It was too much.

"c*m for me Elle." I arched my back onto the mattress, taking control of his head by my grip on his hair pushing him into me more. "Fuck." I felt a sudden large amount of pleasure build up. "That's it. Let me taste you, baby."

I let myself get louder and louder, not being able to control it any longer. "Kairos." My legs started to shake around his head while he got faster and faster. He drank in my arousal, a wet noise filling the room. The aftershock hit me, my breathing even heavy and my eyes were getting harder to open.

Seeing stars.

He slowly pulled away from me, a smile playing on his lips. "Don't get tired on me love. We're nowhere near being done."

His hands slipped under my butt, and he lifted me, wrapping my legs around his waist. I gasped as I felt his hardness press against my core, and he began to grind against me, his hands holding me tight as our mouths devoured each other once again.

"You feel so f*****g good," Kairos growled against my ear, his hot breath sending shivers down my spine. I could only manage a soft whimper in response as my head fell back, offering my neck to him. He took the invitation, biting and sucking on the sensitive skin, marking it as his own.

Without warning, he thrusted into me, filling me deeply. I gasped at the sudden invasion, my walls stretching to accommodate his size. Kairos stopped for a moment, letting me adjust, before beginning a relentless pace. He pounded into me, the force of each thrust causing the entire headboard to shake.

I cried out, my nails digging into his shoulders as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me.

"Such a slut huh?" Kairos growled, his voice thick with desire. I moaned, my eyes clenched shut as I surrendered to the sensations. "Words."

"Yes." Our dirty words sent a shockwave straight to my core, and I tightened my legs around him, urging him on. Kairos obliged, thrusting deeper and harder. The sound of our passion filled the small space - the heavy breathing, the wet slapping of flesh, and the moans and cries of pleasure.

I felt another orgasm building, a coil of tension winding tighter and tighter in my belly. His fingers found my c**t and rubbed it in slow, firm circles. That was all it took. I cried out, my body shaking as she tumbled over the edge. Kairos joined me, growling my name as he filled me with his hot c*m.

—

This was our fourth round. He had the stamina of a f*****g bull. He bent me over the dining table, the balcony, and now in the shower.

The steam fogged up the glass and our hand prints stayed like drawings. My legs felt like jelly and it was getting harder to stand with each thrust. "Just a little longer baby." I lost count of how many times he made me c*m.

I felt his length leaving my insides and was quickly turned around before being picked up and my legs being thrown into his arms while he pressed me up against the glass.

Kairos quickly slid back into me not giving me time to adjust to the new position. He's wild in bed, well in the shower too. Dominant. Rough.

He pressed our foreheads together, catching my lips into a quick kiss before leaning his head back. With each hit, I moaned louder and it's like each sound I made, made him want to go harder and faster. "So good. You feel so f*****g good."

I felt him getting sloppy and slower, I knew he was about to finish.

He pulled out and almost threw me on the shower floor my to knees. He stroked himself up and down, grabbing my chin to open my mouth. "Swallow for me, Elle."

His load fell on my tongue and I quickly swallowed in one gulp. He grabbed my hands pulling me to my feet and wrapping his arms around me. "You did so good." I couldn't even form the words to talk. Like my brain wasn't working.

He whispered sweet words into my ear that I couldn't even register.

I've been with multiple people before Lukas, but never in my life have I been with someone as good as Kairos.

—

I woke up feeling disoriented, unsure of when I had fallen asleep or even changed into clothes. My body ached all over. Specifically in between my legs.

Kairos was asleep next to me, shirtless. His back is even sexy. I figured he dressed in his shirt, there wasn't a need for pants since they reached my mid-thigh.

I had to leave. Not even because I know I looked horrible. But this was a one-time thing. I couldn't get attached. I didn't come here to drool over one guy.

I sat up and swung my legs over the bed. I grabbed the side table for balance trying to stand up. I wasn't ready for the walk of shame to my room.

I didn't have the time last night to realize how much larger and different his room was than mine. The bed, living room, and even the balcony had a small sitting area. I thought Lacy booked the most expensive one? Not that I was complaining. But I wonder why.

I quickly grabbed all my belongings from the floor taking one last glance at Kairos. He looked peaceful, his chest rising up and down slowly. His tanned skin practically glowed in the sunlight.

God, I was lucky.

I headed towards the door and quietly shut it in hopes of not waking him.

Where the f**k am I? There were no doors other than in the halls. Did he have his own floor? I sped walked, painfully and as hastily as I could to the end of the hall, seeing the stairs for what I hoped to be an exit. Bingo!

After an awkward elevator ride with what looked like young teenage guys dressed in bathing suits, I was finally in my own room. My phone was blown up with texts from almost all my friends, asking if I was either dead or had the best s*x of my life. One of those being true, I dialed Lavi's number, she was the only one I could really talk to about what happened last night.

"Pregnant?" I felt my whole body freeze. "Fuck." I knew she meant it as a joke. But we didn't use a condom last night and I let him finish in me. Pure stupidity. "Black suitcase, small pocket on the right."

I did what she said and found three packets of the morning-after pill. "You're an actual lifesaver." I popped one into my mouth and took it dry. "I wasn't sure if you were even going to need them. But by the sounds of it, three won't be enough."

"It will be. Just a little slip-up." I tried to convince myself. I knew deep down I would f**k him again, or at least wanted to. "Sure." She dragged out. "Tell me everything." So I did.

From the conversation with boys that went nowhere to how Kairos had his floor on the cruise. "You're at sea all day. Do you plan on ignoring him?" I thought about her question.

I wouldn't be scared of the awkwardness, that was just a given. But I didn't want him to think that this meant we would be going anywhere. It was strictly s*x.

"There are thousands of people on this boat, I doubt I'll run into him again." Lavi didn't seem too convinced. "Well don't be out catching HIV or crabs. I packed condoms. Use them!" She screamed over the phone.

I laughed and rolled on the bed. I missed her already. "How's work?" I asked. She was a stripper and worked at a nightclub downtown. "Slow." She didn't do it for money. I never really understood her reasoning, something about confidence. "And the girls?"

She sighed into the phone. "Lacy's never around. Not that she ever was before. Angel's off working in LA, Ivy's face is always stuffed into her computer and Juliet won't shut the f**k up about flowers." I listened to her rant about how she missed me and everything in her life was going to s**t.

"Have you thought about getting back into the dating scene?" I asked the question mid-sentence, cutting her off about how she was sexually frustrated. "Are you f*****g stupid?"

Lavi didn't like dating. She didn't want to be tied down and the majority of men wouldn't approve of her job. The opposite of me. I wanted to find someone I could settle down with, get married, and have kids. "Not that I'm one to talk, but maybe you're missing the emotional connection of sex."

"Please. You're really not one to talk." I rolled my eyes at her defensiveness. "It wouldn't hurt to just go on one date." I tried to reason. "Look at you. Just a little over twenty-four ago we were begging you to do the same thing."

"Cut the s**t, Lavi. Sometimes having s*x with someone you love can be better than a random one-night stand." She hummed over the phone, "Maybe." Hypocrite.

She ended the call after a few minutes, saying she had to get back to work. But I knew my words got to her.

I wanted to see her with someone that would care and love for her in ways no random ass man in her club could do. She deserves a lot better.

I scrolled through all my texts answering them all, especially since our group chat was still going crazy. My friends had a lot to say, which is why I flipped my phone off and hopped into the shower.

I needed time alone and to charge myself back up. I ordered room service after my quick shower. I had already changed into a comfy hoodie and sweats. I glanced in the mirror, not even realizing my neck was covered in hickeys. That little shithead.

I didn't think they would be everywhere and so dark. The guy who delivered my food must've thought I got attacked by bears. At least no one will see them today.

There wasn't anything planned, just games and activities for families or couples. I don't fully meet the requirements.

I lay in my bed, feeling more tired, and decided to call it. I could use a nap.