Free Stay With Me Tonight: A Drake Brothers Series (PART 1) by Whitney D. Page A

another.  I told him about how I was in a sorority in college and how I had almost given up on finding a job in Charleston.  He told me about his childhood and how he became so established at such a young age.  The more we spoke, the more I began to notice how he was pretty much a normal guy.  Although, his power and money still intimidated me.  In my mind, I constantly went back and forth trying to figure out why he was so interested in me.  He could probably have any girl he wanted, but why me?  Once we finished the pizza, we enjoyed cruising the Carolina coast at a slow pace.  It was beautiful to watch the sea of lights from the city in the distance.  We could be anyone we wanted to be out here on this yacht.  We were completely alone.  I had almost forgotten that Peter was even on the yacht with us.  If he hadn't chimed in on the yacht's intercom, I would've completely forgotten he was even there.
                  “Mr. Drake, I have anchored DYNAMIC and I am going below.  Please let me know when you are ready.” he spoke quickly.
                  The engine to the boat cut off and silence filled the evening air.  Bellamy stood and took my hand in his.
                  “Would you join me inside?” he begged. 
                  I didn't speak a word, but instead I stood and smoothed my dress.  I let Bellamy lead me towards the inside cabin.  He let go of my hand and left me to stand in the middle of the room.  He poured himself a glass of a brown liquor that was on the bar and then he sat casually on the white leather sofa.  He stared at me long and hard.  I battled the urge to look away.  His left arm draped over the back of the sofa.  He brought the glass to his lips and gulped the liquor down in one swift motion.
                  “Sit,” he demanded as he removed his arm from the back of the sofa and brushed the couch next to him with the palm of his hand.
                  I complied and folded my hands gracefully in my lap.  Bellamy sat up and leaned over me to place the empty glass on the side table.  When I caught a whiff of his cologne, my eyes rolled back in my head and I whimpered quietly.  He pulled back and when he was inches from my face, he smiled at me.
                  “I like the way I affect you, Kate.”  His words were purely sexual.
                  He ran his finger up the outside of my thigh.  When his finger slipped just under the hem of my dress, he moaned ever so slightly.  I was wearing stockings and I see he'd liked what he'd found.  I giggled just a little.
                  “Kate, Kate, Kate.......” he pleaded.
                  I smiled and turned my back to him.
                  “Unzip my dress, Bellamy.”
                  His hands went straight to the zipper without any hesitation.  I pulled my hair to the side and glanced at him over my shoulder.  His tousled brown hair hung just a bit in his eyes as he looked up at me in a very serious manner.  I gave him a quick smile and then I heard the sound of my zipper.  He drug the zipper down so painfully slowly, that I could hear every little notch come undone.  When the zipper was down completely, I stood and positioned myself in between Bellamy's legs.  He let his head fall back on the sofa.  I took my right hand to my left shoulder and pushed the strap of my dress off.  The dress fell into a pile of fabric at my feet.  Bellamy sucked his bottom lip in and let out a ferocious groan.  I was wearing an all white lingerie set... a garter belt, lace covered bra, white silk panties, and stockings.  From the look on his face, I could tell that what I had on was not at all what he had expected under my dress.

 
    Chapter Eight
     
                  I turned around so he could get a long hard look at every inch of what I was wearing.  I even bent over a