The Good Ship Argyle (Closed)

He rolled his head back, his mind becoming just a wash of pleasure. He kept moving his hand through her hair, enjoying this moment and this time. While the morning kept his need low, her actions already had his loins boiling. Though he let her move as she saw fit, she was of course the one that was new to such things.

When she stopped, he looked down to her. Even in this sinful moment, she still remained sweet & beautiful.

He reached for her, pulling her on top of him. He pulled her face to his and opened his mouth to kiss her deeply. As she lay on top of him, he curled his arms around her body, keeping her close like they had that morning. The way they lie now, however, they were both ready for what was to come.

He reached around her small frame, grabbing his member, and placing it at her opening. Letting it be, he moved his hands to her hips and encouraged her to take control.
 
Julia's eyes widened quickly as she felt Alister place his hard cock at her welcoming opening. His hard then moved to her hips and he guided her down onto it. He filled her so completely that she gasped slightly once she was fully seated on him. She was unsure of what to do and he helped her along by lifting her with his strong arms and then pulling her softly back down.

Her smile was sultry as she began to understand and move on her own. Her chest swayed enticingly in front of him and her moisture slickened the path his hard-on took every time he entered her once again.

Her head fell backwards slightly on bliss as she used her lean muscles to move her body up and down faster and harder. Soon she had a medium paced rhythm and he was driving his hips up to meet we thrusts, driving them both slightly crazy with every stroke.

Her eyes began to glaze over with that passionate look as she stared down at his handsome face. Her hands fell to his shoulders and she squeezed slightly as she began to tremble a bit. She was close... So close. About to tumble over the edge.
 
He could feel her growing closer to her peak, but he wasn’t ready himself. That was more than fine to Alistair, she looked so beautiful lost in lust above him. He moved his hands across her hips, along her sides, stroking her and helping her maintain her pace.

He moved his hands to her bottom, gripping her cheeks aggressively. He pulled her harder onto him, trying to increase the pace. His member kept bending and pushing into the slick vice she created around him. His fingers moved around behind her, until he could start to feel the moisture slicking their union.

Lifting his hips up to her, he could start to feel the tingling in his loins. He tried to breathe his way back to control, he wanted to keep her going, he wanted to keep her going the whole night if he could. He looked up to her eyes, trying as best as he could to not lose himself, and just said, “so beautiful. Lass, you are so beautiful.”
 
Alister gripped her hips and helped her along by driving upward into her, saving her from quite so much work, yet maintaining the incredible feelings of pleasure they were both having. And then he spoke those words. The most beautiful words she had ever heard before.

And she lost control.

Her mind went blank except for the thoughts of bliss. Her womanhood contracted around him, squeezing his member tightly as she came hard around him. Somehow she managed to keep moving on top of him in an effort to give him his release that he needed, but she had no idea how, when every muscle in her body felt like jelly.

She managed to continue moving on top of him, pounding herself on to his body, prolonging her own orgasm by doing so.

"Alister!" She cried. "I l-" she bit her lip as she realized what she had been about to say. Instead she just continue to thrust down upon him, determined, no matter how tired she was, to make him happy b
 
He pulled her down to lie on top of him, pulling her lips to his and kissing her, slowing her thrusting. He tilted his head and kept his eyes on hers. “I know, Lass,” he breathed.

“Now, allow me,” he said wrapping his arms around her back. He turned them both in the bunk. He carefully placed her on her back without removing himself from inside her. Once they were comfortable, he leaned in and kissed her sucking her lips between his.

He slid his arms underneath hers pulling them tightly together, and began moving his hips towards her. The strokes were determined and deep. He kept kissing her as he drove onward, hoping to continue her pleasure and hoping to maximize his.
 
Julia couldn't believe what she had almost blurted out to him. She would have scared him off for good, she was positive. Instead he merely whispered that he knew and rolled her over beneath him.

Their kisses were long and slow and caused an aching in her chest for them to always continue. Forever. He continued to thrust into her deliberately, making her whimper into his mouth as they kissed.

She was so sensitive from her orgasms that every stroke felt a million times more powerful to her than it really was. She clung to him her hands on his shoulders, desperate to anchor herself to the ground and him so she wouldn't float away in ecstasy.

She wrapped her legs around his hips and used him on. Ready to feel his pleasure overpower him as hers had.
 
Even with their activities over the last day, she still retained her tight grip around his manhood. Now, though, he was able to control the movement, and he set right too it. He pushed his hips into hers, feeling their loins come into contact and drive towards each other. Their bodies pressed into one another, and every touch of her skin against him heightened his feeling.

More than anything, when she wrapped herself around him they became one. Her tight embrace against his, and the moved as one body bringing themselves closer to their own rapture.

He kissed her, opening his mouth and sucking her lips into his. Wanting every bit of her to be his. All too soon, he could feel the pressure building towards a climax of his own, he was becoming so close, but he wanted to hold out just a little longer for her.
 
Julia couldn't believe how long he was lasting for her. He continued to thrust in and out of her, pushing both of their senses of pleasure to the extreme. She was becoming exhausted from the amount of pleasure coursing throughout her body- but it was the most excellent exhaustion she had ever experience in her entire life.

She locked eyes with him as he moved above her and she smiled. Her heart seemed to fill as their eyes remained locked upon each other, and she couldn't believe how lucky she were to have this man in her arms...




If only it could last.
 
When she locked her eyes on his, that was it, that was all he could do. His seed gushed through his member entering her in torrents. He leaned down to her and kissed her, opening his mouth and feeling his mouth encompass hers.

He kept plunging his member as it continued to spurt into her. Between her fluids and his, he could feel the moisture build around their loins. Yet it rolled over, finishing him through his cliimax.

Never had he felt his body react so strongly. But even with Maggie, he never felt so strongly either. What was a lustful need, what was a physical act, still fulfilled something deeper in him.

Breathing hard, he moved his face to her neck, the heat from both of them rising.
 
Both of them were wiped out and covered in sweat. Alister was breathing heavy and so was she. He lay his face against her neck after he had finished and she turned to cuddle into him. Eventually their bodies came down from the euphoria they were in.

Alister had collapsed on top of her, bearing his weight upon his arms mostly, his member still encompassed within her heat.

"I never imagined it could be like that" Julia whispered. "Is it always that pleasurable? With everybody?" She realized what she was asking and her eyes widened. "Not that I want to try with anybody else I was just curious since you've been with other people if it always felt the same..."
 
He lifted his head, away from her neck to look at her directly. They were still intertwined, he was dizzy almost from the intensity of the climax. He felt he should move, to take his weight off the smaller woman, but in this position he never felt closer to anyone.

"Na, Lass," he responded breathing heavy. "I nary be called an expert, but that, Lass, was brilliant."

He looked to her and swiped a bit of hair from her forehead. She seemed to glow underneath him, all the more beautiful.

"I should get off you, no?"
 
Julia shook her head side to side.

"No" she replied. "I like you right there, pressed close. It feels good. It's chilly in here".

Instead she pulled him down gently on top of herself and nuzzled her nose against his neck. They were both slightly sweaty, yet he smelled amazing to her. Like ocean water and the wood of the ship. She began to think.

"How long - exactly - do you believe we have before Florida?" She asked softly. "And what happens then?"

Her heart began to race as the question hung between them. The answer was an incredibly important one to her... She wondered if it was to him.
 
He sighed heavily. His lips found her neck, moving slowly up to behind her ear. He could avoid it, but that would be unfair. "Could be ... as early as day after tomorra, that night at least. If we don't catch the high tide, it would be the day after that."

And what happens next? It's a hard question in his own mind. He hoped she was asking for something deeper for both of them. Yet he didn't feel he had any place to hope such of a thing for a girl he keeps trying to bed down with. The only thing she could be asking about is something that has nothing to do with him.

"What happens then is ... you are free. We won't charge ye for the stowaway. Ye be free to see your family, Lass. And ye can put all of us behind ye. Put me behind ye, if you want."
 
Her heart stuttered and she sat up. This movement forced him to roll to the side, so that he was on his back beside her. She DIDN'T want to put him behind her. But if he wanted her for more than just this, wouldn't he say something? She believed so.

Tears threatened her eyes as she stood and silently got dressed.

"Im gonna go get some air" she said quickly in hopes that he wouldn't notice the few tears that managed to escape, or the clogged sound of her voice as it passed through her throat which was thick with them.

With that, she turned and fled upstairs and to the back of the boat where she hoped noone could see her but maybe the guy on watch. She didn't know if Alister would come up as well or not but all she could think of was how could she stop him from wanting to drop her off and be rid of her?

She swiped at the years and leaned against the metal railing around the side of the boat. The wind blew her hair around her face and she hung her head, staring at the water where the boat sliced through just as she knew would happen to her heart i Alister left.
 
He was left wondering, questioning, what exactly he had said. It was hard enough accepting these feelings he had, struggling with what he keeps doing to her, finding continuing this madness he keeps bringing upon her tough to accept.

After sitting there in the dark, he slipped his pants on, pulled on a jacket, then moved to find her.

Colm had the helm and nodded to the railing where she was still leaning. "Did ya get ye some air? Or wish not to be in the same air as me?"
 
Julia didn't hear Alister approach. She jumped slightly when he spoke behind her. His words made her smile sadly. She turned slightly to face him. He could easily see tears tracking down her face.

"This is all so weird" she finally said quietly so that Colm couldn't hear. She took a deep breath and met his gaze with her own pretty green eyes, swimming in tears. "I don't want Florida to be it" she finally said.

"I don't want to get off this boat in Florida and never see you again. But I know that's probably what is going to happen. I'll get off and go home. You will finish your job and go back as well and we will never see each other again". Her voice broke slightly as she said this.

"I don't want that".
 
He moved over next to her. Leaning back against the rail, facing away from the water almost like a mirror to her. "I don't know what to tell you, Lass. This ship has a duty. I have a duty. The boys, they have duties as well. They must be home for their ones."

He crossed his arms looking towards the helm, "Colm there, he has two daughters be off to school this year for the first. Steward, his wife waits for him too, God only knows why." Shrugging a little, "I may be coming home to nothing, but these men, they be me family. As ye have ye family first ... "

"It be difficult for me too, Lass, but when we be done in port ... The Argyle need to return to Halifax, and me on it."
 
The tears streamed down her face as realization sunk in. He didn't want her past these few days. To him she was an interlude as they crossed the water and nothing more. It had been stupid of her to think otherwise. She had, after all, pretty much offered herself to him like a common whore. Only instead of mine she got to ride on the boat.

"I understand" she said softly, looking down at the water dejectedly. Her tears fell o join the salt water below. She looked up at him and gave him the best smile she could muster- which wasn't much of one.

"It's been fun while it lasted though right? And we still have one or two more nights..."

But did she really want those last nights? They were precious to her... And yet was she only setting herself up for a bigger fall in the long run? She truly didn't know.
 
"Fun while It ..." he blurted. He ran his hand through his hair. He tried to contain himself, try to keep his anger at bay. Was that all he was to her? Does she think that his duty is so little of a thing to question?

"Aye. fine ... a couple nights." He started to walk to the cabin, near to a stomp along the way.

"Bye Christ captain, Really?"

Alister stopped and turned. Colm was starting at him steely eyed. "Aye, Colm?"

Colm turned to look out past the bow. "Just ask the girl, already," he said bluntly.

"What's that?"

Colm gave a deep sigh, "I mean, ya be the best cap in Halifax. You a good man, take care us right, and none else can land on the fish like ye. But you don't know fuck all about women." He shrugged under his jacket, pulling it tighter. "So put you man pants on, and ask the lass if she wants to sail back to Halifax with us."

Alister was red with anger. He wanted to tell of Colm for being so rude. It was not his place. How did Colm know anything. Besides, she wouldn't. Looking towards her he said, somewhere between sheepishly and gnerly, "but ya wouldn't. Would ya, Lass?"

In a brief pause, Colm spat and said, "Fuck All."
 
Julia listened to the exchange between captain and his crew ever and her heart sped up again. How could this man see what she most desperately wanted and apparently Alister could not?? Was he blind? Or did he just not WANT to ask bed that?

He had seemed mad when he began to walk away and she couldn't figure out why. And then he asked her if she would sail back. Her gaze darted on the boy behind the helm. She slowly stood and walked to the cabin door.

"Captain I think we need to talk in private" she said before thanking Colm and going down below.

She waited for Alister to join her before turning and standing squarely before him. Her tears had dried and all he saw was a fierceness there. A pure desire to get what she wanted.

"What do you think this means to me?" she asked bluntly. "Do you think this is just for a good time, or more? What does this mean to YOU? I need to know this".
 
Her words was like facing the northern storms smack in the face. She was aggressive and he needed a breath before he could speak.

"I canna tell ye what this means to ya," he answered. "I ... I don't know what ye think of me."

"But," he breathed looking down at his boots. "I canna tell ye what you mean to me. I want a poet, or a preacher, man with words to say it. I been lost out here, me and a ship,". He looked up at the roof words choking his voice. "I have .. A duty, that be ... All." He burst with a nervous laugh, "at least pirate captains get a bloody parrot."

"Then you come and .."

He choked something deep in him, lost in what he could get out. Then Colm's words found. "Would ye? Come back ta Halifax? Julia?"
 
Julia had to fight incredibly hard to resist the urge to run into his arms right then and there. What he had just asked her ... It was a life changing decision. He was asking her to move away from her family and everything she had ever known in order to be with him.

Her gaze connected with his disturbed one and stayed there. "Before I can answer that I need to know if you WANT me to go back to Halifax." She took a small step towards him and gently lay her palm against his forearm.

"Alister," she said softly. "You're asking me to move away from everyone I care about - except you - and everything I know, in order to be with you. I need to know for a fact that you want me there."

She stopped and made sure he was looking squarely in her eyes.

"Because if you truly want me, I want to be there for you."
 
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"Because if you truly want me, I want to be there for you."

He was not ready for that. All of her words made it feel foolish of him to think this way. All her words made him wonder if he made a mistake from the beginning. It would be that she would leave her everything. The only change he would make is to have what he wanted to be around.

But it is what he wanted?

"What I want," he started slowly. "I want ... I want to much. I want ye to give up your life, and move to Halifax with me. I want the fearful girl with the beauty that rolled up next to me in me bunk. I want the friendly, lively Lass that shared time with me on deck. I want the cook that made the boys happy in the galley. And I want this ... this stubborn, angry , feisty creature that would fit in with the sassiest of Scottish women."

His face hadn't changed. It remained stoic and firm. "If'in be happy. Because that be the only thing I want. That you do what makes ye happy."
 
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