coursing through her veins at my mere touch. Standing there, I adjusted my cock when I thought about her kiss and the raw desire in her tongue as it searched for mine.
A slow, faint, rumble of thunder inched its way through space. I spun around staring at the black sky on the opposite side of the boat. Lightning streaked the eastern sky in the most magnificent way. Even in the dark of the night, the storm clouds in the distance were beautiful. An older couple sat watching the lightning show that only moments before I was oblivious to. After staring at them and without thinking, I bee-lined it straight to Sam’s cabin and knocked. When she didn’t answer, I knocked again. Finally, I heard someone stir inside. The door creaked open and her squinty green eyes stared at me. Her lashes splayed beautifully around the pools of green.
“What’s the matter?” she squeaked out.
God, she was adorable.
“I want you to see something. Come with me.”
“What time is it, Mac?”
I shrugged. I honestly didn’t have a clue.
“Sam, do you trust me?”
The green in her little round orbits peeked up at me as she nodded.
“Then come with me.”
After we hustled back to the top deck, I took her hand, silently begging her to prove that trust as I lured her near the edge where there was little light. Her cautious eyes bore into me. A reassuring smile was all I had to offer…I needed her to trust.
Once at the railing, I tucked her body perfectly into mine—her back to my chest—and pointed at the grumbling clouds.
With renewed enthusiasm, I watched her face as her lips formed the perfect O. She arched into me, like a cat arches its back when it’s being petted. With that motion, not only did my damn dick come alive but something funny also happened in my chest.
“Maaac,” she drew out my name. “It’s wickedly beautiful. Thank you for waking me.”
Just then, a flash of lightening lit half the dark sky with a blue bolt of light.
Her body tensed as her fingers grabbed the hem of my shorts and held on. There was no fighting the smile that slid over my lips.
For the longest time we stood, watching the pending storm, as the boat managed to skirt the danger. At one point, her body relaxed so fully against me, I realized she was dozing. Widening my stance, I accepted her body weight. Back behind me, were loungers, but if I moved I’d wake her.
Finally, after a few minutes, I shifted my weight, easily cradling her, and slowly sat down. She lifted her head momentarily, glanced up at the storm, then to me, and her head fell against my chest. Protectively my fingers clasped together, securing her inside my arms as I rested my head back, staring up at the stars directly above us. Across the sky, murderous clouds rumbled, yet stars twinkled where we were. I wanted to wake her again to show her that.
What the fuck was wrong with me? I swallowed, trying to squash the growing feelings inside. Don’t do this. Never once have you gotten emotionally involved…don’t start now. After a deep breath, she stirred and whimpered, and my heart did that fucking palpitation again as I pulled her deeper into me. Maybe I needed to see a doctor.
When I saw her in the airport talking to the New Jersey douche bag, I chuckled. She was damn funny. When I saw her anxiety on the airplane, I felt bad for her. When I saw her on the same damn cruise ship with a lifejacket stuck on her head and sweaty hair plastered to her face, I couldn’t believe the coincidence. Yet, there she stood, right in front of me…suffocating herself. There was no other alternative but to touch her…to help her. Nothing could have prepared me for her feisty wit or the fact that she hated me at first sight.
Nevertheless, at this moment, she slept in my arms. I had honestly never met a woman with more guts and more spirit than this one. Part of me, buried so deep I wasn’t sure it even existed, hoped I was up for this challenge because all those coincidences were too
A slow, faint, rumble of thunder inched its way through space. I spun around staring at the black sky on the opposite side of the boat. Lightning streaked the eastern sky in the most magnificent way. Even in the dark of the night, the storm clouds in the distance were beautiful. An older couple sat watching the lightning show that only moments before I was oblivious to. After staring at them and without thinking, I bee-lined it straight to Sam’s cabin and knocked. When she didn’t answer, I knocked again. Finally, I heard someone stir inside. The door creaked open and her squinty green eyes stared at me. Her lashes splayed beautifully around the pools of green.
“What’s the matter?” she squeaked out.
God, she was adorable.
“I want you to see something. Come with me.”
“What time is it, Mac?”
I shrugged. I honestly didn’t have a clue.
“Sam, do you trust me?”
The green in her little round orbits peeked up at me as she nodded.
“Then come with me.”
After we hustled back to the top deck, I took her hand, silently begging her to prove that trust as I lured her near the edge where there was little light. Her cautious eyes bore into me. A reassuring smile was all I had to offer…I needed her to trust.
Once at the railing, I tucked her body perfectly into mine—her back to my chest—and pointed at the grumbling clouds.
With renewed enthusiasm, I watched her face as her lips formed the perfect O. She arched into me, like a cat arches its back when it’s being petted. With that motion, not only did my damn dick come alive but something funny also happened in my chest.
“Maaac,” she drew out my name. “It’s wickedly beautiful. Thank you for waking me.”
Just then, a flash of lightening lit half the dark sky with a blue bolt of light.
Her body tensed as her fingers grabbed the hem of my shorts and held on. There was no fighting the smile that slid over my lips.
For the longest time we stood, watching the pending storm, as the boat managed to skirt the danger. At one point, her body relaxed so fully against me, I realized she was dozing. Widening my stance, I accepted her body weight. Back behind me, were loungers, but if I moved I’d wake her.
Finally, after a few minutes, I shifted my weight, easily cradling her, and slowly sat down. She lifted her head momentarily, glanced up at the storm, then to me, and her head fell against my chest. Protectively my fingers clasped together, securing her inside my arms as I rested my head back, staring up at the stars directly above us. Across the sky, murderous clouds rumbled, yet stars twinkled where we were. I wanted to wake her again to show her that.
What the fuck was wrong with me? I swallowed, trying to squash the growing feelings inside. Don’t do this. Never once have you gotten emotionally involved…don’t start now. After a deep breath, she stirred and whimpered, and my heart did that fucking palpitation again as I pulled her deeper into me. Maybe I needed to see a doctor.
When I saw her in the airport talking to the New Jersey douche bag, I chuckled. She was damn funny. When I saw her anxiety on the airplane, I felt bad for her. When I saw her on the same damn cruise ship with a lifejacket stuck on her head and sweaty hair plastered to her face, I couldn’t believe the coincidence. Yet, there she stood, right in front of me…suffocating herself. There was no other alternative but to touch her…to help her. Nothing could have prepared me for her feisty wit or the fact that she hated me at first sight.
Nevertheless, at this moment, she slept in my arms. I had honestly never met a woman with more guts and more spirit than this one. Part of me, buried so deep I wasn’t sure it even existed, hoped I was up for this challenge because all those coincidences were too
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