Bites & Addiction - Chapter 36：The Mediterranean Sea

Groaning, I pulled the blanket over my head as a ray of sunshine cast on my face. But suddenly my eyes snapped open as soon as the sound of a roaring ocean approached to my ears. I sat up slowly, clutching the blanket to my chest. First thing that caught my eyes was a wide glass wall and a view behind it. Letting go of the blanket I had been clutching so tightly, I jumped off the bed excitedly and ran over to the glass wall.

The room where I was, was at the coast of an ocean. There was also a porch on the other side of the glass wall for admiring the view. There wasn’t any kind of noises except a roaring sound of ocean and squawking of seagulls. Besides that, the place was utterly empty.

It didn’t take me long to comprehend the information in my mind where I was—A private island.

I felt the pull of the tranquillity of the place as I looked around to see the room in which I’d sleep last night. There wasn’t much except a king sized bed, a white armchair, a bedside lamp and few paintings at white painted wall. However it was enough and serene.

Beaches were always been my favourite spots for vacations. I used to go on vacations with mom and dad when I was a kid, but when I grew up everything had been changed as dad got busy in his business. I had some beautiful memories with this place.

I couldn’t believe that Roman brought me here, but how he knew that beach was my favourite?

No one knows about that except my family and Piper.

Hmm…Piper must’ve been helping him as far as I can see.

I moved away from the wall and decided to take a shower before an idea popped up in my mind.

I rambled through the closet, and then a thrilled grin smeared on my face as I found what I was looking for.

Stepping out of the house, I saw Roman knotting a rope in the Yatch. He was only in black shorts and his jet black hair was messy because of the wind. He was so busy in his activity that he didn’t even notice my presence.

“Wanna join?” I asked, untying the bathrobe.

“You go, I’m—” before he could say any further, the bathrobe fell away from my shoulders to the floor at my movement, and he paused.

Suddenly, His gray eyes clouded with hunger and he was making me feel like I was naked even though I was in a yellow bikini. He eyed me from head to toe and the rope slid off his hand.

I had chosen to wear bikini after remembering the day when I argued with Roman about the dresses he had brought for me that I didn’t like. He had told me that he would like to see me in a bikini, but in a room with only two person—himself and I. Since there was no one on the island I thought about accomplishing his desire.

I knew I caught his attention, so smirking in triumph I stepped into the cold water and walked until I was drowned upto the neck. The sound of water rippling had been ceased suddenly, and I looked over my shoulder to see Roman was no more following me.

I looked eagerly around, but saw only an empty Yatch and a vast ocean which more seemed like a blue blanket.

Where is he? I’m certain he was behind me when I stepped into the water.

And suddenly, I felt his presence behind me. He tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear, his warm breathe fanning my sensitive skin that made me feel a tingly feeling at my spine.

In that moment, I smelled of ocean water and blood.

“I knew you’d look great in a bikini.” His voice was seductively low. I gasped as I felt his hardness at my back. His fingers softly traced down my neck – to my breast and then down until his hand rested on my waist.

“Where are we?” I whispered, unaware of the exact location of the island. Although I was on a private island with him but I didn’t even know where the island was.

“We’re on a private island in Mediterranean Sea.” He responded, caressing my neck with his warm and soft kisses.

I quizzed, “You own this?”

“We own this.” He corrected. I turned around to see his gray eyes that was already boring into mine. I held his gaze for a while before he grabbed my face and His lips captured mine.

His kiss began softly, slowly gaining passion. I melted in his embrace, returning his hungry kiss as I circled my hands around his neck and let my fingers raking onto his soft hair. He let out a guttural sound as I bit his bottom lip. His hands further moved down caressing the corner of my breasts to my butt cheeks. Yes, and that was when I lost my control and slid my hand under his shorts to lighten the bulge who wanted to be released.

But unexpectedly his hand grabbed mine in an attempt to stop me. Pulling my hand back, I frowned, “Why?”

“No.” He said, his eyes appealing, and I realised there was something behind the act he’d done a moment ago as he added, “Not before you let me take you on a tour of the Mediterranean sea.”

“We can?” I wondered almost forgetting about the Yatch. “Oh my god! Off course we can.” I exclaimed.

Picking up the robe, I shrugged it over my shoulder and tied a knot.

My eyes grew wider as I stepped on the Luxury Yatch. It was like a floating house and had a master bedroom with attached bathroom, a portico balcony and a terrace. It was sheer bliss to be there.

Roman picked up his white shirt that was laying on a couch and put it on.

“Where’s our captain?” I asked curiously approaching near him.

Spreading his hands in pride, he praised himself, “See carefully, you might find him in front of your eyes.”

“Don’t flatter yourself and start the Yatch.” I deadpanned, and his eyes flashed amusement. “You’re well acquainted with my deepness. Let’s see how much you know about the sea.”

“Yes, ma’am.” He chuckled softly and walked off there.

The coast where the house was had nowhere to see.

I was so excited after seeing a group of dolphins and flying fishes when we were in mid of the ocean. Roman had informed me that flying fishes don’t fly in real, they just jump at long distance and people assume that they’re flying.

I was lying on my stomach at a bench sunbathing myself when Roman Came and made himself comfortable beside me.

“Can you put some sunscreen on my back?” I requested, handing him sunscreen. Even though I’d already put some sunscreen in the morning but my skin often needs more sunscreen since it’s sensitive and gets tan easily.

“Why not?” He said with smugness in his voice. He poured some sunscreen on his palm, and rubbing his palms together he started applying the cream on my back after untying the knot of my bikini blouse.

Warmth ran up my neck and I bit my lower lip to prevent a moan as his fingers traced the side of my breasts. I knew he was doing it intentionally to tease me.

“Turn around.” He whispered huskily into my ear. His warm breath on my neck made me shiver, and I instinctively tilted my head and flipped over. “Your Back isn’t the only part that can get a tan.”

His darkened eyes were fixed intently on one spot—my exposed breasts. I felt heat rippled between my thighs under his piercing gaze. And then I couldn’t control the moan as his hands suddenly grasped both of my breasts.

“You’re so beautiful, Flora.” He said while massaging my breasts. “I can’t believe you’re mine.”

“Oh, Roman!” I moan and tried to grab his hands unconsciously because he was doing magic to me that made my body react automatically.

“Your hands are bothering me, baby.” He said in a low and deep voice before tying my wrists together with my bikini blouse.

Now I was helpless and on his mercy. I let him position my tied up arms over my head giving him more access to playing with my swollen nipples. I gazed up at him like a prey at its predator. Slowly, he leaned forward and sucked my left nipple, and repeated the same action with the right one too.

I was loudly moaning in pleasure and the best part was there was no one to hear.

His lips found their way further down to my panties, and I shivered from his touch. I knew what was about to come, so I arched my spine making it easy for him so he could remove the piece of cloth which was covering my sensitive area.

He slid off the panties and smirked, “That’s what you wanted. Isn’t it?” And I nodded slowly. I saw him tearing the wrapper of condom before he pulled my legs and placed them either side of his shoulders. He should be titled for a sex god since he has a mastery of different positions.

I gasped in pleasure as he pushed his dick inside of me. I couldn’t be able to grab anything because my hands were tied up. I felt like there was nothing left inside me except his dick. My body was automatically melting into his embrace. He was pushing and pulling his dick relentlessly inside of me. I felt like I was gonna split in two. And suddenly I felt something warm on my stomach as he pulled his dick out of my vagina. He had come on my stomach. Putting my legs down, he locked his lips on mine and untied my wrists. My arms instantly circled around his broad shoulders as I kissed him back hungrily. In one swift move, he yanked me to sit on his lap, and I grabbing his dick pushed him back inside of me. I let my tits touch his face. He went mad; he bucked. He split me in two. He grabbed my hips and started thrusting himself inside of my vagina.

Throwing my head back in pleasure, I let my nails bury into his shoulders.

Our bodies were slick with sweat, and I lingered in the afterglow, lost in the heat and silk of his skin.

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