Free Sail With Me by Chelsea Heights Page A

accentuated her tanned figure and firm body.   Her legs went on forever, and he couldn’t take his eyes off of her.   He waved and called her over.   Fetch was right behind, happily wagging her tail.   Jake took the wine and food and then reached for her hand.   As he helped her climb aboard he noticed she wasn’t wearing a bra.   He could just make out the firm buds pointing through her shirt.   He was instantly hard.
     
    This was the first time she had been on a sailboat.   She had been on regular motor boats before but never a boat like this.   She was accustomed to the sound of an engine and now she was being moved by nature.   The sound of the vessel slicing through the water was new to her and she was amazed at how relaxed she started to feel.   She laid on the bow of the boat letting the wind blow her hair wildly around as Jake steered them out to the ocean.   Fetch stood at the helm, as if leading the way.   Occasionally she would turn and look at Jake, admiring his strong arms at the controls.
     
    Almost an hour passed as they glided from the bay into the ocean, passing boaters and occasional jet skiers along the way. The salt in the air was palpable and made her feel so alive.   Looking into the horizon it felt as if they were sailing to the edge of the earth.   The water appeared to go on forever and she felt like she could reach up and touch the sky.   The sun would be setting soon and the vibrant colors painted across the horizon looked like the work of an artist.   It had been at least thirty minutes since passing the last boater and Jake slowed down to lower the anchor.
     
    “Did you enjoy the ride?   It’s a great day for sailing, there’s a steady breeze and the water is smooth as ice.   I’m happy it’s not choppy out here.   I don’t know what it is but I think I could just live out here on my boat.   I love the peacefulness of just floating around at sea.”  
     
    Delaney stood up, holding her arms slightly outward to help keep her balance as she walked towards Jake.   She looked into his face and admired his high cheek bones and strong jaw line.   He was beginning to show a bit of a five o’clock shadow and she thought it made him look rugged and sexy.   She wrapped her arms around his waist and enjoyed the sensation of him playing with her hair.   She felt the dampness that was already forming between her legs and instinctively squeezed her thighs together.   Jake pulled back and stared into her eyes, before checking her out from head to toe.   He took in every detail of her, dreaming of what he wanted to do to her body.   Delaney stood still and enjoyed every second of his eyes burning into her.   She was shocked to see the size of his excitement pressing against his shorts.   To know that someone as hot as Jake Thrasher wanted her so badly was incredibly exhilarating.   Jake reached down and lifted the lid of a bench seat, bringing out the wine with cheese and crackers and a thick white quilt.   He spread it out on the bow and she sat down.   After opening the wine they both realized there weren’t any glasses to pour it in.   Jake shook his head and said, “I guess I’m not very prepared.   You’re the first woman I’ve ever had on my boat.”   This was the truth.   He used it for weekends with buddies for fishing.   Delaney found this hard to believe but didn’t care.   Right now she was the center of his attention and she wanted him so badly.   She tilted the bottle back and took a drink, then handed it to him.   She watched his hand cover the label as he took a sip and slipped the cork back in.  
     
    He leaned in towards her and pushed her hair away from her face and started with light kisses which led to a deep hot kiss.   Jake tasted so good, a mixture of wine and salt.   It felt so good to be with a man, a real man.   Delaney felt herself lying down and Jake’s hands over her small breasts.   She remembered she wasn’t wearing