Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33209 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33209 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
This man was opening my eyes to things I’d never experienced. Every time he hit home, his body connected against my clit and sparked off fireworks inside me.
We came in a rush and, unexpectedly for me, my climax locked my body as waves of pleasure flowed through me. This was a new phenomenon. I’d been drunk my first time and could remember very little. The only other time had been over so fast, I hadn’t gotten to this point. The feeling was so great I opened my mouth and let out a noise of rapture I could never describe. When it was over, I fell into his chest. We were both breathing hard. I was nearly out of breath.
“I meant to take my time with you,” he said.
“Next time,” I managed to utter.
“Sooner than you think,” he said, hoisting me up, and then we were on the move, headed down.
With my mouth on his, I didn’t really get a good look at my surroundings until he laid me on a soft surface. He stood up, and I got a look at a bedroom of sorts. It wasn’t as large as the plane, but we were in the belly of a sailboat. The wood was warm colored and glossy. Our bags were in one corner and the shopping bags were on a dresser built into the wall.
“I’m going to anchor us and then I will be back.”
After he left, I had time to examine my actions. I’d wanted him, yes. But another part of me had wanted to do this before reaching the island. If I hadn’t been good in bed, he couldn’t dump me right away. Since the job wasn’t done that would give me another chance to please him if I hadn’t this time. But he hadn’t looked displeased at all. There had been heat behind his gaze that made my belly do flip-flops in anticipation of his return.
There was only one problem. My heart had already tattooed his name so deep inside itself, when this was over, it would shatter.
When he came back, I got my first view of his dick, swinging with every step. The man was perfect, from his head to the tip of his cock and more.
He did as promised, paying homage to every part of me. When his mouth latched onto my clit, I screamed with no shame. The man had a talented tongue, and he knew how to use it. I might have chanted his name repeatedly until he was inside me again.
At some point, I drifted off on a bliss-filled cloud. Everything changed when I woke up.
NINE
I was having the most amazing dream when the persistent sound of my name threatened to pull me to waking. A hand shook my shoulder and I let my eyelids flutter open.
“Huh?” The room wasn’t familiar, and it took a moment for me to remember where I was.
“We need to go now.”
Agan, I thought. The room was dark, and water sloshed around. That wasn’t surprising, considering we were on a boat. But the water sounded awfully close.
“Haley. We have to go now.” The urgency in his voice set off alarm bells in my head. I let him drag me off the bed. My feet landed in knee-deep water.
“I can’t stop it from coming in. We need to leave,” he urged.
We were on a boat. I did not know how and where we would leave, but self-preservation kicked in. I grabbed my shorts and top from him and shrugged them on quickly.
“There’s a storm,” he said before we made it up the short stairs to the deck. The sounds of lightning and thunder made it hard to hear. Agan had a heavy-looking bag over one shoulder. He saw something else and yelled, “Hang on!”
Though I might not have been fully alert, I grabbed at the metal bar he pointed to before turning my head. A wave the size of a building was barreling down on us. I clung to the metal, knowing that my life depended on it as water crashed into me, pulling me toward the sea.
Seconds later, the boat rocked violently as water crashed against the sides. Then it took a nosedive.
“Help me get the raft!” Agan yelled over all the noise from inside my head and out.
I wasn’t that strong, but my inner mom instincts kicked in at the same time adrenaline did. We fought against the gravity and water that were sinking the boat. Finally, the bag I assumed contained a raft popped free from under the bench seat.
“When I release it, wrap your arms around the ropes and then we will jump,” he commanded.
Fear wasn’t an option. The boat was going down. Either I went down with it or I took a chance on the raft.
There was no time to think as the raft exploded free of the bag, knocking me onto my ass, but I grappled for the rope and found my feet. Agan nodded and then we were jumping into freezing water with nothing but lightning striking across thick clouds to light our way. It was a good thing I was a decent swimmer because he hadn’t mentioned life jackets.