For the rest of the trip, Simon unfortunately went without being able to snag glances at Isabella. He kept a close eye out for her, but he never did find her, until the last evening. It was him that was supposed to keep an eye on the common area for the steerage. They were playing music, and dancing, and it was here that he finally saw Isabella. She was standing off to the side, smiling as she watched everyone dance. He wanted so badly to hurl her up against the wall and ravish her senselessly. His hands were itching to rip that dress off of her, and see just what she had hiding under all that material. Simon knew he should be moving on, and doing his rounds, but couldn't bring himself to leave. Instead, he stood in the shadows and watched Isabella's every move. His heart lurched when she walked away from the crowd, and out onto the deck. This was his chance. He swiftly followed her outside, remaining silent to make sure his presence was unknown.

Isabella was glad to get away from the party. She always felt so uncomfortable in those kinds of situations. "Aren't you lonely?" a voice behind her suddenly asked.

Isabella spun around, and exclaimed, "Quit doing that, sir! You are going to give me a heart attack one of these days."

"Sorry," he said with a chuckle, his deep laugh sending shivers down her spine. "Why aren't you in there with the others, Bella?"

Isabella blushed slightly when he called her this. "It's not my sort of thing. I'd rather be out here where I can enjoy the view nature has to offer."

"I know I'm enjoying quite a view right now," he commented. When she looked back over at him, she saw he was looking at her, and blushed when she realized he had been referring to her. "You really are a beautiful young girl, Bella." He added, reaching up and brushing back the stray hairs from her face.

Isabella blushed violently. "I don't deserve such a compliment," she replied, looking down at her feet.

"Ah, but you do, my lovely Bella," he said with a grin. "You deserve much more than just a compliment," he added, gently grabbing her chin. She looked back up at him, surprised by this. Simon was no longer able to hold in the urge, and leaned forward to press his lips to hers. She jumped in surprise, but pleased him when she did not pull away. His arms snaked around her small waist, and pulled her against him as he deepened the kiss. He felt her arms hesitantly go around his neck, and knew that she wanted it just as badly as he did. He let his hand run across her heaving breasts, and it was this that jolted her back to reality. She quickly pulled away, her face flushed and her lips swollen.

"I-I must go," she stammered, and walked past him.

Simon watched her go, a smug grin on his face. "I'll be seeing you around, Bella," he called after her. She walked quickly to the door, and quickly disappeared inside. It was only a matter of Time before he was able to get his little peach.

****

It was about eleven before Isabella finally made her way to the showering quarters. Since the others had stayed up so late due to the dance, she wanted to wait until she knew mostly everyone would be in bed. As she brushed out her hair, she found herself thinking about what had happened earlier that evening. She still could not believe that Simon had kissed her, and that she had responded the way she had. Her actions had been far from appropriate, and she was glad no one had been around to see them. If her aunt ever caught wind of it…she couldn't even imagine what the consequences would be.

Hanging her robe and towel on the hook by the shower, Isabella removed her nightgown and hung it up as well before turning on the water and stepping under the warm stream. She wet her hair, and was about to wash it when she heard footsteps. She turned around, and was shocked when she found Simon standing there. "Hello miss," he said with a wicked grin.

"What are you doing?" she demanded, staying hidden behind the shower curtain.

"I thought you might like some help," he replied simply as he started making his way into the shower with her.

"Stop it!" she cried out, trying to both keep him from getting in and hiding herself.

"After earlier, I don't think you really want me to, do you?" he commented, looking at her intently.

"Earlier was a mistake."

"Oh? It was, eh? So if I were to kiss you again, you would act entirely different?" he asked, and before she had the chance to respond he crushed his lips to hers. Isabella wanted to pull away, and tell him to leave, but her emotions got the better of her, and she found herself returning the kiss with just as much intensity. She felt Simon pull the curtain away from between them, and push her up against the shower wall as his hands quickly went between them to undo his pants. He knew he would have to make it quick, in case anyone else was up.

Isabella didn't know what had come over her, but she suddenly wanted nothing more than for him to ravish her, and to turn her into a woman. "Take me, Simon. Make me yours," she whispered in his ear, and her heart began to pound when she felt him pressing into her belly.

Simon lifted her up off the ground, and covered her mouth with his hand as he quickly entered her. When he felt something give within her, and heard her muffled cries, he suddenly realized this was her first time. He removed his hand from her mouth and stayed still for a moment, kissing away the tears that had escaped her tightly shut eyes. "I'm sorry," he whispered, truthfully feeling bad for causing her pain.

"Just keep going," she whispered back, and he eased in and out of her. Isabella tightened her legs around his waist, wishing the pain would go away. Sure enough, it started easing up, and she quickly noticed how good it felt. "Faster," she whimpered in his ear, and he willingly gave her what he wanted, driving hard and fast into her. Her hands clutched his now-soaked shirt, her whimpers growing louder as the pleasure within her continued to build.

Simon once again covered her mouth with his hand, his other hand tightly gripping her hip as he strove to bring them both over the edge. "Come for me, Bella. Let me feel my little peach come hard on my cock," he purred in her ear. He thrusted once, twice, thrice times, and she dug her nails into his back as an intense pleasure washed over her. He buried himself within her, and bit his lip as his own orgasm hit him. He pulled his hand from her mouth and rested his forehead on her shoulder as he tried to regain control of his breathing.

Isabella ran her hand through his curly locks as she struggled with her own breathing. She suddenly felt deep and intense feelings that she never thought she could feel for someone she had only known for a couple days. She the felt him lightly kiss her closed eyelids, and gently set her down. She opened her eyes, and watched him as he walked back out of the showering quarters. Her immediate thought was, "Oh my god…I just let a complete stranger take something precious from me that I can never get back, and now I will never see them again." Her following thought, though, was, "This isn't the last time you see him. Just wait and see."

****

Simon was lying there in his bunk, trying to get some sleep, when he suddenly felt small hands running along his chest. He groaned and rubbed his eyes before opening them. He had to blink a couple times, thinking that he was seeing things, but saw that there was no mistake about it; it was Isabella who was there in bed with him. "Bella," he said, reaching up to caress her cheek. "How did you find my room?" he asked with a frown.

She grinned. "I have my ways," she replied coyly, surprising him with this sudden burst of gregarious behavior.

"What are you doing here?" he asked, getting up on his elbows.

She bit her lip, hesitating before saying, "I had to see you again. I couldn't let things end the way they had." Before he had the chance to say anything, she suddenly leaned down and kissed him. Simon groaned quietly and cupped the back of her neck as he returned the kiss. He felt her straddle his waist, and immediately grew aroused at the feel of her thighs closed around his hips. "Do you want me as bad as I want you?" she whispered in his ear, her warm breath tickling his skin and making him let out a silent groan.

"More than you know," he murmured in response, as his hands bunched her nightgown up to her waist, and ran along the curve of her bottom.

Isabella planted soft kisses on his neck as she slowly unbuttoned his sleeping shirt, her hands exploring the soft skin of his chest and stomach once it was undone. Simon had her sit up, and swiftly pulled her nightgown off over her head, setting it next to him on the bed as his eyes hungrily took in the site of her nude form. She looked even better than he had ever imagined. Her breasts were full and round, begging for him to suck and knead them. Both her arms and stomach were strong and toned, revealing all the obvious labor she had done in her life. As his hands continued to run along her ass, he could feel it was firm and nicely rounded, just the way he liked them. There didn't seem to be a single flaw on her. "God, you're perfect," he commented, his eyes wandering to the dark mass of curls there between her thighs. He slowly slid his hands around to the front of her, and let one of them begin to explore her most private area.

Isabella gasped at this, both embarrassed and turned on by the feeling of his hand on her. She whimpered when he started softly stroking her clit with his fingertips. "Simon," she whispered, covering his hand with hers as she started rocking her hips. She heard a groan rumble deep in his chest, and could feel his member stirring beneath her.

"Touch me, Bella," he murmured, gently pushing her a bit further down on his legs to reveal the bulge that had formed in his pajama bottoms. With trembling hands, she slid his pants down just enough to uncover him. She hesitated for a moment before reaching down and cautiously wrapping her fingers around him. Simon sighed and closed his eyes when she did this, but reopened them when she didn't do anything. "I-I'm not sure of what I should do," she admitted with a blush, making Simon chuckle.

"That's okay, just do as I do," he reassured her, and closed his hand around hers. He then moved her hand up and down, and let his eyes drift shut as she took over. "Yeah, just like that," he whispered.

Isabella watched with wonder as he grew fully erect, brought back by the size of him. He grew bigger than she had expected, and left her wondering if she had really been able to fit THAT in her. "No wonder it had hurt like it did," she thought to herself as she stroked him harder. She began noticing a clear liquid beginning to seep out of the small hole at the tip of his head. Curious, she leaned down and ran her tongue along the tip, making his gasp loudly. Isabella quickly sat back up. "Was that bad? Oh no, you're upset with me now, aren't you? I'm just sorry, I just-" she started saying in a panicked rush, when Simon covered her mouth with his hand.

"It wasn't bad…please do it again," he rasped, his hand gently pushing on the back of her neck. She once again lowered her head and gave a long swipe of her tongue against the swollen head. He had to bite back the groans threatening to escape his mouth as her tongue explored the surface of his sensitive flesh. She was driving him crazy with lust. He had gotten lost in what she was doing, when he suddenly felt her pull away. He looked down at her with questioning eyes, and saw her positioning over him.

"I need you," she whispered, the desire in her eyes obvious. Simon glanced over at the door, and as if reading his mind, she reassured him, "Don't worry, I locked it already." That was all Simon needed, as he helped her lower onto his straining shaft. Olivia let out a sigh, and grasped the rails on the bottom of the bunk above her as she began moving on him. His hands grasped her hips, making her roll her hips against his. He watched her as she made love to him, brought back by the surge of sexuality she was showing. When he first saw her, he would have never guessed she would react to him like she was. He figured sex with her would remain a figment of his imagination, but here he was, lying in his bed and watching her breasts softly bounce as she rode him. "Simon," she whimpered, letting her head fall back as her hands tightened around the bar. Simon let his hands trail up and down her sides, enjoying the feel of her soft skin beneath his touch. Everything about her was intoxicating. He boldly covered her large breasts, making her cry out softly as he caressed and teased them. Her hands covered his, and stayed there for a long moment before sliding down his arms and bracing against his chest as she moved faster. Bracing his feet against the mattress, Simon once again tightly grasped her hips as he took over the pace and began driving up into her. Unable to help herself, Isabella let out a cry of pleasure as she kept up with him, biting her lip to keep from being loud.

Simon gritted his teeth when he felt the beginnings of his orgasm, his eyes glued to where they were joined as he watched himself repeatedly disappear into her. He could hear the noises she was making in the back of her throat, and knew it wouldn't be much longer for her either. "Come for me, my little peach," he panted, firmly rubbing her clit as he watched her intently. The whimpers in her throat grew more and more frequent, until she tossed her head back and arched her back sharply as he nails dug into his chest, her entire body rigid as her second orgasm for that night tore through her body. He drove up into her two more Times before burying himself in her and letting out a low moan as he erupted within her. They both remained motionless for a moment, indulging in the aftershocks that ran through their bodies, until Isabella collapsed onto him, tucking her head beneath his chin as she snuggled into him. He tightly wound his arms around her, holding her to him as he tried to regain control of his breathing. Suddenly, it hit him like a ton of bricks that he didn't just feel lust for her…he was beginning to fall for her. He looked down at her, watching her sleepy face. He never thought it would happen, but he had finally come across someone who managed to steal his heart…and it was this young, dark-haired beauty who before tonight had been innocent in every way possible.

After a long moment, she finally sat back up, and slipped her nightgown back on. "I guess I should get back to my room," she said in a quiet voice, and went to get out of the bed, when Simon gently grabbed her arm.

When she looked back at him, he said, "Please…don't go. I…I was hoping you would stay the night in here with me."

"You actually want me to stay in here with you?"

He nodded, and she willingly crawled back up by him, curling up into his side as she settled down next to him on the bed. He immediately noticed how right it felt having her in his arms. "Bella?" he finally got himself to say.

"Yes Simon?" she asked, the sound of her saying his name bringing a small smile to his face.

"I…I think I may be falling for you," he admitted, unsure of what her reaction would be.

Isabella smiled up at him. "Really?" she asked, and he nodded. "Good, because…I think I've fallen for you as well," she replied, and it was his turn to smile.

Simon softly kissed her lips. "Get some sleep, my little Bella," he murmured, and they both grew silent as they quickly fell asleep.