Dallon's POV
The cruise's restaurant was in grand splendour, decorated lavishly with crystal chandeliers and plush carpet. In the centre a cascading marble staircase lead to clusters of delicate linen covered tables, each adorned with a crimson rose. It was the first night of the cruise, I'd planned on going with Breezy but Brendon had insisted on bringing Sarah along.
I was wary about bringing Brendon, we had been having an affair for the past few months and I feared I loved him more than my wife, he was everything I lived for. I constantly wanted him, and he new it, the smug little shit. Even when I made love to Breezy, Brendon wrought havoc behind my eyes as I became close.
I clasped Breezy's trembling hand as we cascaded down the steps together. Already waiting at the table were a giggling Brendon and Sarah, already drinking I assume. I even decided to kiss Breezy on the hand just in case Brendon would notice, I furrowed my brow as he didn't even glance over. I was reeking of desperation for him today.
But as I pulled out the seat for my wife, Brendon caught my gaze sharply; holding me captive with his chocolate brown smoulder. He knew his effect on me was instantaneous as I wobbled into my seat, he made me weak in the knees. Cautiously he licked his lips, catching his teeth on his plumper bottom lip, I writhed in my seat glancing downward, I swear this man would be the death of me.
Tentatively I took a sip of my ice cold water and wiped the sweat from my brow, he watched my every move like a hawk. I felt his hand wander up my thigh, fingers tapping and stroking from across the table, his trembling fingers toggled with my zipper, as it slid down. I gasped aloud, this was the final straw.
I sat up abruptly, angrily tearing the ivory cloth from the table. Grabbing Brendon by the lapel of his jacket I threw him down on the table, slamming him down with a kiss. I never looked to the side to see Breezy's or Sarah's terrified faces, or the merlot dropping from a cracked glass to the pale marble floor covered with our smashed plates.
I was enthralled with my lust, I tore both our clothes off leaving ripped piles around us. Fireworks went off inside me like the Fourth of July as our mouths collided, jolts of electricity flowing through me. I growled as I flipped him over, painfully hard slamming him into the wood of the uncovered mahogany table.
It was now too late to take it slow, pulling on the back of his hair I thrust into him as hard as I can, causing tears to fall from his welded shut eyes. The friction seemed to cause him more pain than me anyway, he deserved to be punished for leading me on, I'd never felt this way it was an amazing high to dominate someone. As I became closer I clawed my nails down his back, leaving raised lines as I slammed into him over and over, that was when be shuddered and came loudly, his screams echoing through the large ballroom. He began to drip off the table. I came, louder and harder than I ever had before, or I has even seen in porn. I shook violently as I collapsed to the floor covered in sweat. The shocked faces of onlookers didn't even bother me.
That was when I felt Breezy tap me on the shoulder.
"Honey, what do you want?"
I took in a sharp breath as I came back to reality, seeing a wide eyed Breezy gesturing to the waiter. My cheeks were flushed red, I had just completed in public. Placing a menu over my crotch I mumbled apologies to a confused Breezy and a giggling Brendon. I've never been so embarrassed in my life. I trudged over to the bathroom, glancing back at the table as I discarded the menu in a potted plant.
Brendon's POV
Holy fuck, I never thought I had him that bad, I had to admit teasing him like that was destroying his marriage, but I wanted Dallon to myself.
I looked over to Sarah and Breezy with my best concerned expression.
"I should, uh... check on him" I murmured as I clambered out of my seat to the hidden alcove bathroom.
On pushing the door open I heard faint sobs, deep, raspy cries. I lingered for a second outside the door as I knew as I opened the door it could change our lives forever.
As I opened the door, I heard shuffles as Dallon shot up off the floor, nursing his swollen eyes with a tissue. I just stood there, lost in his stormy eyes, they were full of hurricanes resembling his tortured soul. Before I knew it I was hugging him, and he was sobbing into my blazer.
I ran my hand over his back, consoling him, as he took his head from my shoulder his face came up to mine, our mouths lingered close to each other before I kissed him. There was so much desperation in that kiss, all his emotions flooded into my very being with his riveting touch.
Sliding his hands under me, he sat me on the sink, never breaking our kiss. Our tongues moulded together exchanging more than words. I trailed kisses down his jawbone making him moan low in his throat. Clothes were being piled up on the bathroom floor, it became hot and sweaty fast. The thrill that the door could open anytime and we would be caught was the most amazing high.
His face contorted as he slammed into me, it was excruciating but what I needed to cure my withdrawal. The cold ceramic of the sink, added to the intensity of each thrust, pushing me harder into the tiled wall. I felt his breath leave my shoulder as he pressed his mouth on mine, nibbling my lower lip for access; I gave in immediately engrossed in the static of his tender touch.
His arms crossed over my sweat covered back and his thrusts became sloppy, I felt a mounting pressure build deep in my prostate, my breathing quickened as Dallon hit my prostate again I came, shuddering and moaning loudly. Dallon clasped a clammy palm over my mouth and signalled for me to shh before he began to shake, and I felt him empty in me. He grinned and looked down for a moment, I picked up his head with my bent finger tucked, a tendril of his sweat covered hair behind his ear as my lips met his again.
There was the awkward clean up and shuffle, we scrambled to get our suits back on and calm down. Even the lights had flickered with the force of Dallon's mighty thrusts, a swing of my leg had also knocked a potted fern over.
"That was a wild ride, heh" I said between breaths ruffling my hair with my hand.
Clasping my arms around his waist, "I love you Dallon" I whispered, tears welling in my eyes.
He turned and enveloped me in a hug, "I'll love you always baby", he stretched down and kissed me again running his fingertips along my jaw, absorbing all of me.
He held the door for me as we made our way back to the table, both women were quiet and silently staring at us, or through us. Sitting down I watched Dallon clasp Breezy's hand which she quickly tugged away from him in disgust. He turned to look at me, from the desolate look in his stormy eyes he knew it was over with her. But we had only just begun, I reassured him with a sultry smile of what would go on between us when our wives fell asleep.
