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My heart thumps in my chest and warmth spreads throughout my body. “I don’t think I’ve ever felt this happy before.”

“Challenge accepted.”

I giggle. “Not everything I say is a challenge.”

He winks. “It is to me.”

I lean back. “How about this challenge, soldier? Can you make me see stars?” My cheeks heat but I ignore them. “Or do we not have any chemistry?”

I feel his cock harden beneath me before he moans. “Challenge accepted.”

He stands with me in his arms. I wrap my legs around him before we crash to the floor. “You are seriously strong.”

“You weigh less than my pack.”

I gasp. “Are you saying I’m light as a feather?”

He grunts. “I wouldn’t say a feather.”

I giggle as he pushes open the door. “Where are we going?”

“My shit’s already in the owner’s apartment.”

It is. How? I usually have my pulse on every mermaid and smuggler at this hotel. How did he do all of this without me knowing? “How did you get the keys? How did you buy this place without me knowing?”

We arrive at the door to the owner’s suite. “I’m trained in subterfuge,” he says as he digs the keys out of his pocket and opens the door.

“You’re allowed to use subterfuge to surprise me but no using subterfuge to deceive me or cheat on me.”

He growls. “I would never cheat on you. Cheating is for losers who don’t know how to satisfy their women.”

I grin. “Does this mean you’re going to show me how you satisfy your woman? Which is me, by the way.”

He smirks. “I’m going to show you everything.”

He marches to the bedroom and throws me on the bed. I giggle as I bounce on the mattress. “Get to it, soldier. Get to it.”

Part 2: Ben

I stare down at Sadie in the bed – our bed in our motel. I was a bit worried about whether our letter writing chemistry would transfer to in-person chemistry. My cock pulses in my jeans. There’s no reason to worry anymore.

She flutters her eyelashes at me. “Are you going to stare at me all day or are you going to touch me? I vote for touching in case there’s any confusion.”

I smile. My Sadie is a talker. It usually bothers me when people run their mouths but not with Sadie. She amuses me. I’ll be old and gray and not able to maintain a hard-on, and she’ll make me laugh. I can’t wait to spend my life with her.

“I’m trying to figure out where to start.”

“Do I get a vote?” She bites her bottom lip. “Because I vote for you stripping.”

I whip my t-shirt over my head and she gasps. “Holy smugglers. Are you photoshopped?”

I chuckle. “I’m not a picture, so I’m pretty sure I’m not photoshopped.”

She motions for me to come closer. “Come over here. I want to touch.”

My cock twitches. It’s on board with her touching. But I don’t move. If Sadie touches me now, this will be over entirely too quickly. And I want to make this good for her. I want to show the woman I love how I cherish her and plan to cherish her for the rest of our days.

“These have to go.” I remove her sandals before drawing my hands up her legs. She shivers as goosebumps form on her flesh. “Your skin is smooth as silk.”