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Where moments earlier he tantalized me with control and restraint, now he riveted my attention with the opposite. Gabe angled his torso over me and placed his right palm in the center of my belly. He thrust with recklessness and pinned me to the marble beneath, as all the while my supple flesh rippled in waves of submission.

I rocked back and forth as his frenetic pace continued, and as it did, I dug my heels into his rock-hard ass and pulled. My senses told me his moment was near. I didn’t want there to be any chance I wouldn’t be prepared to receive all he had to offer.

And offer it he would, for in the next few seconds, Gabe flung his head back.

Spray from his wet hair flashed in every direction once again and he stared up at the ceiling for an instant before returning his attention to me. I felt his ass cheeks draw inward with a hard pull and stop.

A deep guttural moan rumbled in his abdomen, made its way up through his throat and spilled out of his mouth in the form of an emphatic growl. His upper torso lurched forward while at the same instant he began to thrust inside of me with renewed fervor. I gripped at his forearms, made slick by his effort and the ever-present shower steam.

Gabe’s entire body flexed and bowed as he neared the moment of his climax. Just then, I felt a series of small tremors build, followed next by the deepest and most forceful thrusts yet. Gabe grunted and with a final push, drove the entire length of his cock inside me.

“Aaaaaaahhhhhh!!!!!” he yelled as he fell forward over my midsection.

And then, in the next instant, he erupted. Hot ejaculate laced me as his cock descended into my deepest of places. I reached up and clawed his hard backside as orgasm gripped at his body. His dick buried to the hilt, Gabe held it there as jet after jet slipped within me. I raked my nails across his back, and as I did, his head reared up. A twisted mix of pain and pleasure folded his face in delight as the swan song of his ecstasy approached.

For a few more seconds, he held there, connecting us in bliss. When at last it began to recede, he leaned over and kissed me. As we separated, he helped me to my feet and moved back towards the center of the shower. He soaped and shampooed me from head to toe for at least ten minutes, if not more.

As we finished, Gabe offered me a towel.

“So,” he began. “Ready to go sailing?”

FIONA

Gabe captained the boat to a spot just beyond the edge of the bay.

“I thought you said we were staying closer to shore.”

He winked at me. “Just getting a bit of privacy. Don’t worry, we’ll be fine.”

As he finished, Gabe tossed the boat’s anchor overboard. I wasn’t pleased with his response nor the fact that we were beyond the confines of the bay. In fact, the water was quite choppy and as the anchor sank to the bottom, I grabbed onto the edge of my seat.

“You okay?” Gabe said, as he turned back towards me.

“No! I’m mad at you. You told me we were staying in the bay. And now look! We’re out here with the waves and everything.”

Gabe stood from where he sat and made his way towards me. After a moment or two, he squatted down next to me.

“Fiona. Everything is fine, all right? Look, it’s a glorious day out. You don’t have to worry about the waves. They aren’t more than a foot high at the most. Just think of it as if you’re in your car driving down a rolling road. It’s no different.”

As he spoke, I sensed my death grip ease a bit.

“Here, look,” he began, turning his back and gesturing towards the clear blue water just beyond the side of the boat. I didn’t budge. After a few moments, Gabe reached towards me and folded his fingers around my forearm. “Come on, Fiona. Come look.”

I didn’t stand, but instead scooted down the length of my seat in his direction. When I got close enough to the edge to see the water, I stopped in place.

“This is as far as I go. Right here.”

Gabe shook his head and chuckled. “Okay. Well, I guess you can still see from there.”

“See what?”

Over the next several minutes, Gabe pointed out at least a dozen different kinds of fish as they swam by the sailboat. As he spoke, the sun’s rays licked at my skin. The warmth settled me a bit.

Just then, a salt-filled gust of sea air floated past my nostrils, and combined with the gentle laps of water against the side of the boat, it helped my edginess begin to dissipate further. Feeling a bit more at ease, I edged closer to the end of my seat, so much so that by the time Gabe turned around once again, I was within inches of him.

“Oh, hey,” he said with hint of surprise in his tone. “Glad you could join me.”

I grimaced at him.

“A barracuda!” he said, pointing towards the water. “Fiona, have a look. He’s a monster.”

With one hand pressed into the middle of Gabe’s back, I leaned forward, peering over the side. As I did, a long slender fish, pulsed by, swatting its tail back and forth with precision. It shined and shimmered, looking as if it were made of chrome, as the sun’s rays reflected down on it.

Just then, Gabe pointed to his right. “Another one!”

I turned my head to look, and a splash of water from a passing swell coated my face. The saltwater burned my eyes, and as I reached up to rub them, my hand collided with Gabe’s. I felt my charm bracelet catch on his wristwatch and then a split second later, I sensed it vanish from my wrist with sickening snap.

With eyes full of salt, I opened them as much as I could and screamed, “My bracelet!”

Gabe hadn’t realized he’d done anything.

“What?” he replied with a tone of confusion in his voice.

Rubbing my eyes as hard as I could, I yelled, “My bracelet it… it got caught on your watch and snapped free!”

“Oh shit!” Gabe began. As I continued to try and rid my eyes of the salt, I heard Gabe clamor about the inside of the sailboat. Several ‘um’s’ and ‘ah’s’ later, he’d verified my worst fears.

“I don’t see it, Fiona. It must have gone over the side.”

“What?!” I screamed, as I flipped my eyes open at last. The terror that glued me to my seat moments before left my body as I dove towards the side of the boat, looking over it in desperation. The entire vessel listed and Gabe lost his balance, nearly falling on top of me as a result.

“Jesus, Fiona!” he exclaimed. “Be careful!”

“My bracelet!” I cried out, ignoring him. “It’s gone!”

“No,” Gabe replied, without a moment’s hesitation. “We can get it. Just gotta go in after it.”

Still overwhelmed by the loss, I only half-listened to him as he began to strip away his clothing, starting with his shirt. Slack-jawed, I stared into the water in utter despair. I’d had that bracelet for more than half my life and now, in a fraction of a second, it was gone. It was as if I’d lost my family all over again in a twist of horrifying irony.

Yet, the entire time I gawked at the passing swells, Gabe continued to remove his clothes, finally kicking off his flip flops. At last, still half-dazed, I turned my head in his direction.

“What are you doing?”

Gabe frowned as if I’d asked him the dumbest question imaginable.

“What do you mean?” he scoffed. “I’m going in after it.”

I shook my head, “No, no, no. Gabe, please don’t.”

Yet within a second or two, Gabe looked as if he was about to jump in.

“Wait…” I said, as another surge of adrenaline hit me. “How long can you hold your breath underwater?”

“A couple of minutes. Why?”

“Ohh, I don’t know. I just… Gabe, I hate this.”

“Well we don’t really have a choice do we, Fiona? If a barracuda happens to see your bracelet sailing towards the bottom, it’ll snatch it up and it will be gone forever. They are attracted to shiny objects. Is that what you want?”

“No, of course it isn’t, but… I’m worried about you. What if something happens?”

Gabe took a quick seat across from me, jarring the boat and causing it to rock from side-to-side.

“Gabe!” I shrieked, as I grabbed on to my seat with every ounce of strength I had. “Please be careful!”

Gabe ignored me and instead grabbed me by the forearms and pried my fingers loose from the seat beneath me. He brought my hands around in front of my body and folded his fingers over mine. My frantic breath slowed a bit as he held me there for a moment or two before he started to speak.

“Fiona, you need to calm down right now. Okay?”

My mouth was so dry, I couldn’t force down a single swallow. I nodded.

“Here’s what’s going to happen. I’m going to search for your bracelet, get it, and then bring it back. Understand?”

A million scenarios jumbled in my mind. Nearly all of them wound up with him dead. As I sat there fretting, Gabe stood. It was as if time slowed Gabe’s movement as I watched him. And then, without so much as another word or a look in my direction, Gabe jumped off the side of the sailboat, arching into the water as if he’d been born to do it.

Thinking quickly, I reached for my beach bag and pulled out my cell phone. An urge to time how long he’d been submerged overwhelmed me. My hands trembled as I groped inside and felt around for it.

“Oh come on…” I groaned at last. Yanking the bag up near my face for a better view, I finally spotted it. Without wasting a second, I grabbed it, swiped it on, and opened the timer app. As I did, I glanced over the side of the boat. I estimated he’d been under for at least fifteen seconds at this point.

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