Dragon Candy

Chapter One

The yacht swayed and the lullaby lap of ocean crests slapping against the hull began to rock Candice into a somnolent haze. The engines of the Cassiopeia chugged quietly to themselves, and it seemed that they were singing in time to the rhythmic motions.
Candice let her eyes drift across the unblemished scene. The Pacific Ocean stretched to each horizon and no hint of land marred it. The raging orb of the sun reflected off waves and this forged great tracts of winking stars upon the uneven carpet of sapphire blue. No cloud perturbed the sky, and the air was warm from the caress of the sun.
The shade provided by the lounger’s brightly patterned top warded off direct rays but the reflection on the water provided more than enough golden light to tan her skin. Candice’s body was completely naked and her neck length bob of dark hair was woven up into a plait to keep it out of the way. There was not another human being within sight or sound and so she could happily work on a flawless tan.
The hours she spent networking in the company gyms had granted the side benefit of an elegant and sleek physique, one that was highly alluring to all eyes. However, Candice was a beast of business and as such, she had little time for romance. She preferred the giddy high from destroying a rival, in taking a company for a pittance, or brokering a multi-billion pound deal. When compared to these passions, carnal pursuits such as coitus and masturbation seemed hollow and bland.
It was not as though she could not acquire a lover if she wished. Candice had icy blue eyes, smooth pale skin that contrasted her sable locks, and inviting lips that she often highlighted with vivid reds. The attractive set of her face was enhanced by the enticing curves and pert breasts that she often used to distract a rival or opponent. A sultry smile or sedate wiggle would sometimes throw them off guard and allow her to make the kill in their moment of hesitation.
Candice turned over and with a sigh, she let herself sink into the cushions. She could ignore any control of the Cassiopeia because the sails were down and the automatic helm system was coping easily with the serene environment. This gave her all the time she required to relax.