My Salvation (6 page)

“I’m sure. The yacht is unbelievable. I can’t
believe this is what you do.”

He chuckled. “Well, this isn’t what I do, but
what all of my employees do.”

He walked over and introduced her to a few of
the workers, but didn’t want to disturb the ones busy inside the
ship. “Let’s go. I have more people for you to meet.”

Walking back to the front they went to the
offices. Owen introduced her to a few of the department heads and
as they walked down the hall a stunning blonde started walking
toward them.
Avery.
Owen thought the two of them meeting
was going to be interesting to see what one thought of the
other.

Avery put on a fake, forced smile and said, “I
heard you had come in, but hadn’t seen you.”

“Avery, this is Cali, my girlfriend. Cali, this
is Avery, my Chief Financial Officer.”

Cali reached out to shake hands, Avery looked at
it for a second before shaking her hand. Looking at him, Avery
said, “You didn’t tell me you had a girlfriend, Owen.”

“My personal life is just that, personal.”

Cali must have felt the tension. She interrupted
and said, “So nice to meet you, Avery.”

Avery’s eyes locked onto Cali’s. “Yes, it is.”
Looking to Owen, Avery continued to talk like Cali wasn’t standing
in front of her.

“When you have a moment, I have some numbers to
go over with you. We need to talk through the new customer contract
that was signed this morning.”

“We can discuss the agreement tomorrow. I’m only
going to be in the office for another hour or so.”

“We really should sit and discuss this,” Avery
said, but was cut-off quickly by Owen.

“You are quite capable of handling anything that
happens within the next day. If there is an absolute emergency you
can call or email me. I’ll have my phone on.”

Seeming to admit defeat, Avery nodded, turned
and sauntered down the hall. She walked like she wanted every man
in eyesight to stare at her ass. Luckily, all of the men knew the
game.

Grabbing Cali’s hand, Owen tugged her toward his
office. Unlocking the sleek, black, glass door, he let her walk in
first. After taking a few steps she stopped, frozen in place.

He had a very masculine, modern office. On the
wall to the left were two tall cabinets and in between was a shelf
with small cabinet above and drawers below. On the right was a door
leading to the private bathroom.

There was also a rectangular, black table and
four white, leather chairs. On the wall behind the table was a
large whiteboard. On the other side of the bathroom door was a
small wet bar. He liked to have drinks in his office since the
clients were all very wealthy and used to being treated a certain
way.

The best part of the office was the floor to
ceiling glass making up the far wall. In front of the window was a
black modern L shaped desk with a black leather chair behind on the
other side. Owen watched as Cali walked past the desk to the glass
wall.

Walking behind her, he placed his hands on her
hips. He slid her hair aside and kissed along her neck. Owen felt
her shiver beneath his touch. Cali reached behind her head and
threaded her fingers into his hair. He continued to kiss and lick
along her neck, slowly running his hands to her breasts.

Cali’s breathing started to quicken as he rubbed
his already hard length into her backside. Spinning her around and
taking possession of her mouth as she gripped his back, fingernails
digging into his skin.

Pulling away, she said, “Owen, we can’t. We’re
in your office.”

He raised an eyebrow. “And? You could help me
live out one of my fantasies right now.”

Trying to keep a serious look on her face, Cali
said, “We are not fucking on your desk.”

Owen made sad puppy dog eyes and put his hands
together to beg. “Hell no,” she said. “Our first time together is
not going to be in your office.”

“Fine. I have to check email quickly before we
leave. The bathroom is through the door if you need it. Drinks in
the small fridge under the wet bar. Make yourself at home.”

* * * * * * * *

After using the bathroom quickly, Cali sat in
one of the leather chairs that were situated by the table. She was
surprised how comfortable the chair was. The leather was supple and
cushioned her perfectly. She sat and stared out of the window and
watched the boats move in and out of the harbor.

Owen shut the laptop, stood and walked over to
the table. With a smile he asked, “Ready?”

“Where are we going?” He didn’t say what they
were doing for the afternoon. She planned on hanging at his office
all day, not going out to do anything.

“It’s a surprise.” He closed the office door
behind them. She didn’t miss the electronic keypad next to the door
which was very high tech.

Walking out onto the marina Cali took in all of
the beautiful yachts. She closely followed Owen, watching as he
stepped in front of one of the smaller, yet nonetheless impressive
ones. Holding out his hand to her, he helped her climb aboard.

“Is this yours?” she asked, taking in the
surroundings.

“Yes. I know my yacht is one of the smaller
ones, but I didn’t want a huge yacht. And mine is fast. What this
lacks in size, it makes up in speed.”

“It’s incredible,” she said. Running her hand
along the steel railing that ran along the boat she got lost in
thought, thinking about how much money he must have, yet was very
modest at the same time. Money didn’t seem to rule him.

Breaking her from thoughts, he said, “Come with
me. I want to introduce you to someone.”

Owen led the way through the yacht to the
cockpit. Sitting amidst the controls was a man who appeared to be
in his late forties, maybe early fifties at the most. He had short
brown hair with just a sprinkling of grey and appeared to be in
great shape. He was wearing a white dress shirt with black slacks.
Cali could see how muscular he was when his movement pulled his
shirt tight.

“Cali, this is Steven. Steven, I’d like to
introduce you to my girlfriend, Caliana.” Steven reached out his
hand to take hers, shaking it gently.

“Very nice to meet you, Cali or should I call
you Caliana?” He had a warm smile and she felt very
comfortable.

She returned the smile and said, “Either is
fine.”

“We are going to get a bite to eat and are ready
to depart whenever you are,” Owen said.

“Sounds good. We will be leaving
momentarily.”

Owen reached for Cali’s hand and they went to a
seating area with a small table on the back upper deck of the ship.
Already laid out for them was lunch and a bottle of chilled
champagne.

“This is wonderful, thank you,” Cali said as she
reached to gently rub Owen’s upper arm.

“You’re welcome. I checked the weather and knew
this was going to be a beautiful day, perfect for being out at
sea.”

Cali took a bite of the sandwich in front her.
Internally groaning, she looked down to see what she was eating,
not paying attention before, only focused on Owen. The sandwich had
turkey inside, but the fresh carved kind, with bacon, lettuce,
tomato and what tasted like a pesto mayo.

“This is so good,” she said.

“Steven’s wife made the sandwiches. She is an
amazing chef.”

“He seems really nice. How did you two
meet?”

“About five years ago I needed someone to guard
me and Steven came highly recommended. We got to really know each
other and I asked if he wanted to come and work for me full time.
Any time I travel he comes along and if we are going to be gone for
an extended period his wife joins us. Their kids have all left home
so she loves accompanying us.”

“That’s great. I think it’s wonderful you get
along well with your employees. I’m sure that makes things easier
for them too. Your employees don’t think they are disposable
then.”

“Steven is like a brother to me. And no, I never
want the workers to think they are easily replaceable. We try to
give them the benefit of the doubt, but if they repeatedly have
issues, we need to fire them.”

Nodding, she brought her hands into her hair to
pull the thick waves into a ponytail. The wind was blowing her hair
every which way and random pieces kept blowing into her face.

After enjoying a very relaxing lunch and way too
much champagne, she was feeling tipsy. The champagne didn’t take
much to get her buzzed since she didn’t drink often. Owen must have
taken notice too since she was giggling and flirting with him like
a teenage girl.

“Do you think you can walk?”

Still giggling she said, “I hope so.” She had
taken her heels off when they boarded the yacht which was good
since she doubted she would have good stability in them.

“Do you want to stay on the top deck and relax
or do you want a tour?”

“Let’s do a tour. I want to see the inside of
this big boat.”

Shaking his head, Owen stood and held out his
hand. She gladly accepted the help and followed him to the inside
of the yacht. The first room they stopped in was a small kitchen.
It was small, but had a stainless steel refrigerator, cook top,
microwave and sink. The countertop was granite and the cabinets
black wood.

They also walked through a seating area on the
inside which had a brown suede couch, a large wooden coffee table,
and a built-in desk with chair. There was also a small guest
bedroom that was decorated with a dark aqua comforter and pillows.
All of the flooring throughout was a light hardwood.

Walking past a bathroom, they made their way to
what was assumed to be the master suite. The king sized bed had a
white, padded leather headboard with end tables on either side. The
comforter was black with grey swirls all over the soft fabric and
grey accent pillows were at the head of the bed.

The wall the bed was on was black but the other
walls in the room were white. Cali sensed a pattern with his taste.
All modern, clean lines and masculine colors. On the opposite wall
was a built in widescreen television. A small seating area
completed the room with two modern looking grey chairs.

“You decorated the bedroom like your office,”
she said.

“Yes. I like things a certain way, especially
for work. I’m not really into the deep, dark wood.”

Owen sat on the bed and pulled Cali close. He
had his hands on her waist and thumbs caressing her stomach. Slowly
shifting his hands, lifting her dress, he placed kisses along her
abdomen. She instinctively put her hands in his hair, holding him
close.

“Owen, you better not start something you don’t
intend to finish.”

“Don’t worry. What my hands and lips are doing
is just a preview of what’s to come.”

Grabbing her hips, he quickly turned her until
her back was on the bed with her stomach and panties exposed. He
kissed his way to Cali’s thigh, but avoiding the space she wanted
him to pay attention to most. Her body was writhing with need.

Owen hooked his fingers into her panties and
dragged them off, throwing them onto the floor. He brought his
mouth to her inner thigh and kissed the most sensitive area. His
tongue went up and down along her clit, applying just the right
amount of pressure.

Cali could hear him moaning along with her as he
licked and nipped. His tongue dipping in and out of her core. She
was fighting not to come, enjoying the sensation rolling through
her. Then he inserted not one, but two fingers inside, hooked them
forward and moved against her g-spot. That was all it took for her
come undone, unable to keep the orgasm at bay any longer.

Cali’s back arched as she moved her hands to
grip the comforter and scream his name. Her body shuddered and Owen
kept licking her until he was pushed away.

Laying on the bed, she was out of breath and had
what felt like a permanent smile. Owen stood, grabbed her panties
and slowly moved them up her legs, running his fingers over her
mound eliciting a final shudder. He crawled onto the bed and rested
his head near hers.

“Owen, that was amazing! Holy shit, we are doing
more later.”

“Anything for you, beautiful,” he said and
kissed her firmly on the lips. She could taste herself on him and
it was sexy as hell.

They spent the rest of the afternoon out in the
open air, enjoying the ocean. A few dolphins rode along with the
yacht as it sped along, crashing through the water. She could get
used to this life with Owen, but didn’t know if she should. The
last thing Cali wanted was a broken heart and she worried if he did
break her heart that she may not ever recover.

~ 7 ~

They made their way to the shore when the sun
started lowering on the horizon. He thanked Steven for his help and
drove to the lake. He noticed by the time they returned her buzz
had almost completely worn off.

Once they arrived at Dalia Lake he invited Cali
over for coffee. Owen couldn’t wait to get her into bed and run his
hands all over the delicious body next to him. He fought internally
all afternoon not to drag her into the bedroom on the yacht. His
cock got hard any time he touched her, even if was to put his hand
on her lower back.

After relaxing a bit on the porch sipping their
coffee, Owen placed his cup on the small table between the chairs
and walked over to Cali with a purpose. He wanted her in bed. She
must have known it, because the second he stopped in front of her,
she stood and dragged him into the cabin behind
her.

Cali led him right to the bedroom and pushed him
onto the mattress. She climbed on top and straddled his lap.
Reaching down, she pulled the dress over her head and unclasped her
bra, throwing both to the floor. It appeared Cali wanted him as
badly as he wanted her.

Owen crushed his lips to hers. He rolled over
and brought her arms up, pinning both to the bed. As their tongues
tangled, he ground his hard dick against her and she met the
thrusts by rocking her body.