The master bedroom looks exactly as I would have imagined the master bedroom of a yacht to look. There’s something about it that smells, looks and feels luxurious and at sea all at once. The furniture – trims round the mirrors, chairs, feet of the sofa, coffee table – is all mahogany and cream.
Stepping out of the bathtub-shower, I wrap a towel around me and drawI Love Youwith a heart in the steam on the mirror above the sink unit. Then I go rummaging through the stash of bikinis that Julia and Lucas have picked out for me, choosing a shimmering red bandeau. Thankfully, it fits perfectly. It’s classy and, well, hot. But… I close my eyes so I can’t see myself. I can’t go out there half-naked.Christ, Williams is a client. There are eight crew.I’m not uncomfortable in my skin but that’s a lot of people who don’t need to see my semi-naked body.
Shaking my head fast, I blow a dry raspberry with my lips.Suck it up, Scarlett.
On the deck, Amanda is sprawled on her back, head tilted, chin to the sky. Williams is also on a lounger reading a hardback, bare chested, legs pulled up, a full glass of wine on a small rattan table next to him. And my CEO is at the bow of the yacht, torso bare and looking so damn delicious, I can’t help thinking about those muscles moving against my body. He hangs up his phone when he notices me walking the deck towards him.
Over the low hum of music, I catch his words: ‘Get here.’
Dropping my book and floppy hat to a sun lounger, I go to him. He yanks me the last foot by the small of my back, pulling me against his pelvis.
‘If you intend to wear that, you better get in that water. Right. Now.’
Biting my bottom lip, I push my hips forward, adding pressure to the reason he needs to cool off. ‘Looks like you have a bit of a problem, handsome.’
‘You think it’s funny that you’ve made my dick solid in swim shorts?’
‘Not funny.’ I push my hips a little further and he brushes his lips across mine, growling into my mouth. ‘Sexy as hell.’
‘Water. Now.’
I squeal as he lifts me from my feet, leaving my flip-flops behind, and propels us off the side of the boat. He holds me to him, my back, my head. He doesn’t let go as we crash into the water. We kick up, both breaking the surface with a deep inhale. Then we laugh. I pause for just a beat to hear him, then start up again.
‘What the hell? Are you two okay?’ Amanda screams over the side of the yacht.
I hold up a hand to say we’re fine as Gregory locks my legs around his waist and keeps us both afloat.
‘Did that cool your raging cock,sir?’
‘Watch those expletives, girlie. And no. It made my thunder cock angrier.’
‘Thunder cock?’ I raise an eyebrow with a giggle.
‘I want to fuck you. Now. In the sea. I can’t get enough of you.’
Sighing, I lean back in his arms, my head grazing the water. ‘Gregory, I’m going to be your wife. I need you to stop objectifying me. When we’re married, I think we should have a routine. Maybe sex on Saturdays. I need to know you respect me for me, not my body.’
‘Sex on Saturdays?’
‘Okay, Saturday and maybe once on a Sunday morning. It’s important that we have boundaries.’
‘Scarlett, I respect you. And I would like to help you with your self-esteem issues. Really, I would. But I think the best way for me to do that would be to make you understand how desperate I am to come inside you. All the fucking time. And how I love to hear you call out my name when I drive you to orgasm. How your insides squeeze my cock.’
I shuffle in his arms as my body responds to his words. Wanton.
‘And the way you shove those wonderful breasts in my face when I make you hot for me in the sea.’
My eyes fly open as he bites my plump flesh through my bikini.
‘I’m going to fuck your tits later and I’m going to come all over this fine chest. And when I do, you can think to yourself,I deserve that for winding up my man on the top deck.’
I giggle but it’s short-lived as his fingers move into my bikini bottoms then into my sex.
I glance up to the yacht, satisfied that no one is paying us any attention. ‘This could be tricky,’ I tell him.
‘You might have to do the work, gorgeous.’
‘Gladly.’ I roll my hips and nip his lip.
