I’ll likely die because of you.
Out. In. Out. In.
Faster and faster.
And I don’t fucking care.
Katya screamed, not bothering to cover her mouth as the orgasm crashed into her. She shook and squirmed against the deck, her pussy tightening around me even more. I watched her come, her expression wild and free as she parted her pretty pink lips and called out my name. Her rose-colored nipples were hard, and I leaned down and sucked one into my mouth, swiping my tongue across the sensitive pebble and she groaned into the air. I came next, cock swelling and stretching her wider as I exploded with a shudder, my cum spilling into her. I gripped her hips and ground myself into her center as I throbbed and ached within her. My breathing heavy, my chest heaving, my need ever present.
I would never have enough of her.
I lowered myself down against her, forehead pressed to hers, and she automatically wrapped her arms around my neck.
Our breathing was uneven, our naked bodies pressed together. My heart raced, barely contained by my chest. We rolled in a synchronized motion, until we were both on our sides, her golden amber eyes met my blue and we were momentarily transfixed. Our bodies still hummed with the afterglow of sex and the realization of what we’d done.
I’d just fucked the forbidden fruit.
And I had no regrets.
“I don’t want to go back there,” Katya said quietly, a hand leaving my neck to stroke my hair. “Let’s just sail away, Nik. We’ll sail away and hide somewhere. Let them look to the ends of the Earth, and they’ll never find us. We can just be together. No pressures from the family. No Viktor. No homely Russian woman with birthing hips.” She grinned at that last part, but I couldn’t smile back.
It was a fantasy, a dream. But dreams shatter when you wake up.
“You don’t know how much I wish we could, Katya.” I hugged her to me tighter, her smooth skin pressed against mine, never wanting to let go. She fell silent, as if my words had not been the ones she’d wanted.
We laid there for a while, listening to the slapping of the waves against the boat, until Katya kissed me gently on the cheek and began shifting to get up.
“My turn for a swim,” she tried to sound happy and content, but I could see the anxiety creeping back into her face.
“Don’t go, not yet.” I grabbed her hand as she stood, making her wait for me as I also got up. I cupped her face, trying to read her expression. “Tell me what’s wrong. Are you already regretting this?” I tried not to sound hurt, but fuck if an arrow of pain didn’t jolt through my chest.
“No, no.” She shook her head vehemently, and then stood up on tiptoes to plant a long, warm kiss against my mouth. “I’ll never regret this, Nik. I just know that… no matter what, you’re right, we do have to go back. And the longer we stay out here, caught in this fantasy, then the worse it will be. You know that as well as I do.”
We were naked in more ways than the physical, our hearts open for the first time in probably both of our lives, but what could we do?
“Everything changes, but it also has to stay the same?” I repeated my earlier words, only this time, it was a question. I wanted her to say that it wasn’t true, that maybe we could be more than just a secret love affair that would fade into the past as we both went on with our separate married lives.
But Katya didn’t fight me, she didn’t say I was wrong.
I bent over and snagged my swim trunks, putting them on quickly. “Go for your swim, I’ll get ready to head back.”
She nodded, skin going pale despite her golden tan, and then she turned and headed to the edge of the boat, not bothering to put back on the pink bikini.
I watched as she moved, as she stood on the lip of the gunwale and threw her arms over her head as she prepared to dive. She arched forward gracefully, her nakedness an absolute fucking art form as she split the waters with her painted nails.
I didn’t want to take her back.
I didn’t want to go back.
I didn’t have a damn choice.
I tidied up the deck, making sure nothing was left where the wind would knock it out of the boat. And then I ran the blower, prepping to start the engine.
Unfortunately, when I turned the key…
Nothing happened.
Chapter Twenty-Two
