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"He's wrong about one thing." Anna's hand found mine as we walked along the patio out back after her dad got a phone call he needed to take.
"What about?" I asked, holding back a sigh of bliss. It was so peaceful here, no wonder she visits often. From the patio, Anna lead me down the yard to the lake behind their house. Well, Mr. st James did boats for a living so why not live on a lake? And it wasn't a small lake either.
"Ariel favoring my mom over him." She stated, breaking me away from my thoughts about just how massive that body of water was. "The only reason she gets along with my mom is so she can distract her when she comes home. Or try to anyway."
"I figured that." I nodded at her. It was true that was just the kind of girl Ariel was, though I did have to wonder why she hung out with all of those boys. Especially that little dipwad who seemed to think Anna was the bane of his existence.
"Well, here she is. A 30ft Skipjack." Anna's voice brought me back to a boat she was beaming at. I stared dumbly for a few moments until it dawned on me.
"This is your boat?!" I digressed awkwardly. Great, freak her out then. "I-I mean the boat you were supposed to name?" I remembered that much from one of her first prompts.
"Actually, this one is my boat. Dad thought it would make a good present for my birthday, so he had all the decency of a teenager and told me over text." She chuckled fondly at the memory. So that's why we're here.
"Can you drive a boat?" I asked suddenly.
"Of course. It's just like driving a car." She stated matter-of-factly. Um, no. "Wanna take it out?" Her next question threw me for a loop. Take what out?
"O-oh, the boat, uh-" My face flushed and I looked away, hopefully hiding it from her. god, you're impossible. Luckily, Anna hadn't noticed my inner pervert surfacing for that horrid second. Instead, she lead me to the back where we eventually stepped on to the boat itself. I tried to steady my suddenly queasy stomach.
"Are you okay?" Anna asked when she noticed me freeze over.
"Honestly, I-I've never been on a boat so-" I bit my lip, leaving her to finish that comment. "Besides, it's December, isn't there like ice out there?"
"Elsa, it's seventy degrees out here today. You're even wearing a skirt." Anna tried to tone down the amusement in her voice for my sake, but I still felt like a complete idiot. "And you say I'm impossible." She murmured under her breath.
"Hey, I heard that!" I reached out to grab her but she'd already retreated up the ladder to where I could see a steering wheel. "Ahoy, do you see any other boats from up there?" I grinned when her head poked back out to look down at me.
"You're referring to a Crow's Nest, Matey. This is what's called a cockpit."
Oh. "Sorry, I was a Viking Queen in my past life, so none of this new-age crap makes any sense to me." I couldn't help but laugh at her raised eyebrow.
"Well, your Majesty, get your sweet ass up here so I can update you on today's vernacular." The little- My own brows raised in ammusement.
"You're lucky you're so cute." I muttered, grabbing on to the first wrung and hoisting myself up until she pulled me the rest of the way in. It was cozy and I honestly found myself wanting to take it out. I could swim, it was the fact that the only surface was a rickety one for miles and that didn't sit well with me. I liked land too much. That's why I lived on it.
She guided me to the steering wheel and gestured for me to sit down. It was all foreign to me. Didn't she say it was like driving a car? I fought the urge to snort at myself. Boats and cars were two completely different things. Dork.
"Go ahead and start it up." Anna urged. My eyes searched for the- button? Did it start with a key? Her hand thankfully placed my hand at the starter and it roared to life. Whoa. I glanced at her, finding her looking back at me with a gentle smile on her face.
"It's tempting, but shouldn't there be someone who knows how to fully operate one of these things?" I said with a serious face, causing Anna to look away, futily trying to hide her smirk.
"You wanna see my boating license?" She teased. Such a sweet girl. I thought sarcastically, returning her smirk. "Seriously, Snowflake. I've been on these things my whole life. I've helped build and maintain them and Dad taught me to drive one when I was twelve years old."
"Well, I'm sure you were just the most adorable freckled twelve-year old out there driving one of these bad boys." The vision was endearing enough to let me trust her. Besides, wasn't there a life boat in case I crashed her birthday present? Oh god, what a marvelous thought!
"But if you still don't want to, I understand." She relented, seeming to catch on to my impending doom.
"I want to."
"Are you sure?"
"No."
"Great." Anna giggled and looked over my head. "Go ahead and untether us Mikael. Tell Dad we'll be back later." My eyes widened as I looked out to see a lone guy untying the boat and my stomach flopped nervously. Get it together! My hands clenched on the wheel until my knuckles began to pale. "Now put it in reverse and back out." She softly ordered, pointing at the gear.
"Anna I-" I felt her lips on my temple.
"Keep the throttle low." She whispered against the side of my head, guiding my hand to a handle of sorts. "That's your gas pedal." I gulped and followed her orders, finding that the steering was pretty simple, still, we were heading out of the slip and in to the marina. "That one lowers the motor." Again her hand lead mine to another lever and I heard the motors.
It was a good thing it wasn't windy, other wise I'd be too focused on gripping the life out of my girlfriend while she tried to drive. The main reason I chose to go along wasn't because I genuinely wanted to. Hell, I never had an urge to go out on to the water, but that was before I saw a certain look in her eyes. There was an unmistakable gleam in them that had me spellbound. This made her happy. Boats made her happy. It gave her enough confidence to do things to me without her really knowing it. (Hence her directing my every movement like a boss) god, I'd spend an entire week out there if it kept her looking at me like that.
"Push that button and follow me." She whispered after a good thirty minutes of her teaching me how to turn, to approach whatever waves came with a level head, and how to take it back in to the marina when we were through. She called it something like, Fine Turning. god , it was sexy!
Either way, I found myself completely forgetting about my unease of being out there while she suffused an air of gracefulness, such self-possession about being in control of this boat. Of me. I followed her like a puppy. I am so turned on right now, it's criminal! She lead me to the deck below and my eyes immediately bugged out when they beheld the...living space? Well it looked like it anyway, what with it's counter top, sink, stove, microwave- my god, a bathroom! All of this comes with the boat? And this is Anna's boat.
It made me realize just how much Anna's Dad loved her. I mean, she got a boat for her eighteenth birthday! I didn't get my first car until I was nineteen and in collage. Putting that aside, I ventured further, finding a TV an a spacious futon. There were windows on every side and it almost took away the fact that we were in the middle of that huge lake. A person could live in one of these if they wanted.
"I remember thinking one time that if things ever got so bad between Mother and I, I would take one of Dad's boats and run." Anna spoke my thoughts and I turned to look at her. She still had a gentle smile on her face, but I could see a deeper meaning in her eyes. She really would have done it. My heart clenched as I reached for her hand.
"Well, min kjærlighet you're eighteen now. I think you can leave if you wanted to." I pulled her to me. "I'm sure you're Dad would love to house you for the rest of your life." I kissed her forehead.
"I'm sure he would." Anna agreed and lifted her head to kiss my chin. "But I want to stay with you." I stiffened. Wait, what?! I pulled back to look at her, seeing her serious eyes made me gulp. That- I hadn't even thought about that! "That's probably not a smart idea though-"
"No!" I cleared my throat awkwardly. "I like that idea, but-" I groaned, burying my face in her neck, loving the way her own arms automatically wrapped around me. "Were you talking about right now?" I seriously hated the idea of her having to go back to that mansion of hers. If she could stay with her dad, that would be awesome, and it would be ten-thousand times better if she could stay with me. I loved waking up next to her.
"After graduation? I don't want Mother to get suspicious and I don't want her trying to pry answers from Ariel either."
"Couldn't you just tell her you're staying with your dad?" I asked.
She thought for a minute. "That might work, but I'd- we would have to convince my dad that that would be a good idea."
"Oh, I believe in you." I took a step back in mock horror. "Your dad's too intimidating for me."
"He's harmless." Anna snorted,taking a step forward.
"To you! I swear I thought he was going to toss me out of the house with his bare hands." the backs of my knees his the edge of the futon and I sat down.
"He wouldn't do that." I could feel Anna's breath on my face and a heat began to roil low in my stomach. She might have been teasing me, but her body language gave more demands than she let on and my own body was helplessly straining for hers.
"Perhaps you could give me some courage?" I bit my lip, watching her eyes darken before she leaned over me, fusing our lips together. I fell back, pulling her with me. "I want you." I whispered against her throat before sucking on it. I didn't care that we where on the water, I wanted her. Now.
Her arms came around me, hands running up and down the curve of my spine under my shirt before pulling it over and off of my body. I helped her take off her shirt before she removed my own bra. While her mouth closed around my nipple, I arched in to her. My hands worked on her bra and then her pants as I tried not to get caught up on that wicked mouth of hers. Instead of taking my skirt off, Anna ended up only pulling my panties down, causing my breath to hitch when her erection pressed against me.
"Oh, god, Anna." I mewled, rocking against her. The feel of her hands in my hair, holding me to keep control of that kiss, quickly made me wet and ready. (like I wasn't already ready.) Fire licked just below my skin. Her thick length stroked my clit up and down until I moaned in need. "Put it in."
Her lips found mine and I groaned when she pushed the first bare inch inside me. She was scorching hot and oh-so soft. "Elsa," She breathed, clutching me to her. "I'm so happy you're here."
My hands found themselves in her hair as my legs wrapped around her hips guiding her in more firmly. "Me too." I murmured around a groan. "And there's no other place I'd rather be." My back bowed as I clenched eagerly around her and when she pulled almost all the way out and pushed back in, I let out a loud groan of delight. Already, Anna was confident, skilled even and I was so glad she was. I doubted anyone else could make be lose it like she did. She belonged to me. My hands tightened around her shoulders.
Anna was breathing hard against my neck, both of us work-up so much from what, I had no idea, but it was amazing all the same. I was near mindless need for an orgasm that if another boat past us, I didn't think I'd care if they saw us. Her hands found my nipples, causing my sex to ripple around her cock. Everything tightened in my core, tension building rapidly as she massaged my aching nipples, her thrusts were sure and frantic, but also feeling a languid, like she wanted me to come first. I did. I climaxed with a thready cry as her own hips pumped against mine and she followed right after, groaning in to my neck.
Searing pleasure pulsed through me. Through the roaring of blood in my ears and I almost missed her telling me that she loved me. My god I am yours! You own me. "I'll do anything for you." I muttered, bringing her lips to mine. "Let's go talk to your dad." I smiled against her lips and she nodded.