Bad Boy And Me

Chapter 4: First night with bad boy 

Tori ran back inside the Yacht, breathing heavily. She didn't know if inside was worse as it was darker inside. At least she was away from the water and there was no possibility of a whale coming to attack her inside. 

She stood for a while, her mind racing in fear. 

"Hey...It's fine, I am here now." Jules said, pulling Tori into his arms. "Shhh..." He gently stroked her hair. 

He reached for a switch and turned the lights back on. "It's back on now, relax." 

Tori nodded, slowly pulling out of his arms. She didn't hear him walk inside, she exhaled then sat on the couch, staring at the TV. She forced a smile. "This is my first time being on board...umm, I was a bit scared when the lights went off because..." 

Jules smiled, looking away. Pretending to be searching for something. He was trying so hard not to make her feel more embarrassed or uncomfortable. 

"So Tori...is this your first time in Victoria Island?" 

"Yes...I just came in today." 

"Explains why you were on a dating app." 

"Excuse you?" 

Jules shrugged, sitting on the couch opposite hers. "I was wondering why a fyn shyyyt would agree to come see me on the very first day we got talking." 

Tori softened, sipping the wine he offered. She could feel her head spin a bit, she was starting to feel giddy. "Glad I took the risk of coming here. For a minute I thought you were a serial killer." 

Jules relaxed into the couch, staring at her. "Victoria Island is a beautiful city...let's cut the chase, how much for a night?" 

Tori's face flashed in anger she tried to control. "How much for what?" 

"To have you for the night, Tori." Jules scoffed. "I guess that's not even your real name. I don't like to waste time, how about $250? Is that a deal?"  

Tori froze. She placed the glass gently on the table, crossing her legs. Even if she wanted to get angry, the molly wasn't letting the anger take control. "Why are you offering me $250?" 

"Fine," Jules sighed. "$500 is a deal for me." 

Tori stretched to grab her handbag that was on the other side of the couch. "It was nice meeting you, Jules." She said, getting up. 

"Stay, I'll make it $800." Jules responded casually. 

"While I appreciate your offer, I am not a call girl. Good night." She walked to the entrance and stood confused, staring at the door. 

"I know you don't know your way around a Yatch, so just get back here." He walked to where she was standing and pulled her to sit on his laps. "I'm sorry..." 

"Why would you assume that of me?" She stared deep into his eyes as she asked. "Do I look like one?" 

Jules shrugged. "You live in Oniro and you were on a dating site...came out to see me first night I asked."

"So?"

"Everything about that says I am a call girl. Every girl that lives in Oniro is into selling pussy." Jules got up, giving Tori her hand. "If you truly don't sell pussy, then you'll need to leave Oniro." 

Tori took his hand and he pulled her to her feet, placing a kiss on her lips. "Let's go to the bow of the Yacht." 

"Well I don't sell pussy and I am not leaving Oniro simply because a group of men think every girl that leaves there is into prostitution." She said as she followed him. "How about I say all the men in Oniro are thieves?" 

A laugh escaped his lips as they sat on the bow of the Yacht. "Yes they are baby...every single one of them."

He noticed how she shivered, it was cold. He took off his jacket and helped her slip it on. 

She frowned. "And where the hell do you stay? Or you live everyday on this Yatch?" 

"When I am not here, I am everywhere else."

"Whose Yacht is this?" 

"My boss..." 

Tori made a face, laughing. "Guess who borrowed his boss's Yacht tonight?" She stuck a tongue out. "Jules!" 

Jules laughed at that, allowing her express herself. "I didn't borrow it. I am the captain of this ship." 

Tori leaned closer to him, laughing and kissing his lips. "Whatever. Just shut up." 

She stared at him sexily and hungrily. Crazy thoughts ran through her head. She wondered what he was like in bed, was he just going to sit there all night and talk about Oniro instead of taking her to his bed and making love to her? 

Isn't that what every guy wanted, pussy? She didn't come to hear scary stories of Oniro, thieves and prostitution. She came to take her mind off her father, she came to have good sex she hasn't had in a long while and relax. 

"All houses in Oniro where women stay are owned by pimps. You could see like 20 girls sharing a one bedroom apartment, rent is quite high as well. But a bitch got to be a bitch to survive this city." 

Tori looked at the waves, clearly uninterested. No, she really hoped he could see how uninterested she was in his stories. 

"The wave is beautiful at night. I don't see you making videos for memories." Jules said, following her eyes. "Look over there, you'll see fishermen." He pointed at a spot across. "Do you like fish? I could buy some for you..." He pulled her phone out of her palm and flipped to the camera, taking pictures and recording. 

Tori frowned, letting out small laugh. She couldn't even remember the last time she cooked. What was wrong with him? She sighed again, trying to rub her legs together. Her pussy was calling for him right now and all he cared about was Oniro, water wave...stupid fishes. 

"Let's go on a Jet Ski..." Jules said. "Trust me, you'll like it. We could get food...are you hungry? What would you love to eat? There's a beautiful restaurant near by..." 

"Take me to the bedroom, I am sleepy." She interrupted. Not that she was sleepy, she just needed dick. She faked a sleepy face trying to keep her eyes open. 

"I guess the molly got you feeling sleepy." He replied. "Never taken molly before, I prefer weed." He wrapped a hand around her waist and carefully led her to the bedroom. "Easy, charmy." 

Tori smiled as he helped her climb the bed. Finally! She took her time to look at him. Why was he still in his pants? He looked BIG down there though. Big dick but he just a big talker! 

"Coming..." He said. "Let me lock up." 

She nodded quietly, still smiling. Her eyes darted to the table clock. It was 2AM. 

Jules came back into the bedroom, he took his shirts off and pants, then slowly climbed the bed. He looked over at her, staring at her smiley face. His hands pulled down her skirt. No panties huh? Pussy well shaved and already wet...damn. What more could a nigga ask for? 

He smacked his lips as he stripped her naked. When he was done, he laid her back on the bed and parted her legs wide open. 

Tori couldn't tell if she was moaning in her head or if it was loud. She could only hope it wasn't as loud as she sounded. 

Hell, she was loud. That was by far the best head she had ever gotten in her life. She whimpered as his tongue was working wonders in her clit. 

What more could a girl want on a boring depressing graduating night? 

Her fingers dug into his hair, her legs shaking vigorously. She couldn't remember the last time she prayed but tonight she prayed he didn't stop. 

He spent a couple more minutes in her pussy before he raised his head, and slammed his dick inside her. The entry was smooth as fuck, her moaning changed as he fucked her slowly while his lips played with her nipples. 

By the time he went harder, she was already placing one hand over her mouth to stop herself from yelling. The other hand held the bedsheets tightly as if they were going to save her from the sweetness of his dick. 

He was sweating when his cum poured into her pussy, he stayed there for awhile before trying to pull out but Tori's legs wrapped around his waist tightly, holding him there.