AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Either one seemed pretty reasonable for Jeff, given our icy relationship since talking about Jillian seriously.
One of the servers, a pretty young blonde I’d hired recently, made her way up to me with a mojito on a tray and a smile on her face. “Your drink, sir,” she said, presenting it to me.
I took it wordlessly and put a fifty-dollar bill on the tray as a tip. I wasn’t in the mood for conversation. My eyes were fixed on the deck, my jaw clenching and unclenching as I thought over the ship.
“You seem a little worried, sir.” She tilted her head to the side. I shot her a glance, wondering why she was still there. “Is... there anything else I can do for you to help with whatever’s on your mind?”
She moved her hips ever so subtly as she spoke, and I could tell what she was insinuating. Maybe that was my old self’s fault. I had a reputation in the hiring pool, and this one was probably looking for a cozy spot in my bed for preferential treatment.
“Yeah.” My expression didn’t’ change. “Another mojito in about fifteen minutes. That’ll be all.”
She stiffened a little, but she got the message and gave a curt nod with a disappointed face before hurrying off.
I turned and faced the water, downing half my drink in a single swig, tasting the rum strong and sweet, just how I liked it. Overwhelming mint could only do so much to dull what was stabbing at my gut, though.
I needed to figure out something with Jillian. I couldn’t just let things stay the way they were, but I wasn’t about to stomp all over her career in the same stroke.
My phone buzzed. I looked down to read the text.
“Jillian?” I murmured out loud.
Still at the yacht today?
I raised an eyebrow and texted back.
Yeah. Any clue what Jeff plans to do? Another broker coming over?
I waited half a minute before it buzzed again with the reply.
Look down
I blinked at the text a few times. There was no way. Was there? I turned my eyes down to the marina and scanned the area until my gaze caught a waving hand, an incredible figure, a head of beautiful dark hair, and the greenest eyes I’d ever seen. She was wearing a white blouse, professional black slacks, and matching flats.
“Jill!” I shouted out, my heart somersaulting before I took off running down to the gangway. What the hell was she doing down here? My face was a sloppy grin, and I couldn’t help that, but my mind was all over the place trying to reorganize itself.
All my plans and worries had just been tossed up in the air, and God knew where they were going to land.
I reached the gangway, where Jillian was already making her way across. Miguel wasn’t far away, giving me a what-should-I-do expression, but when he saw my face and Jillian making her way toward me, he backed away understandingly.
“Jill, oh my God,” I said, still in disbelief. “How the hell? What are you doing here?” I had to hold myself back, I had to tell her about everything that had happened with Jeff, I had to sit down and rationally think things through.
Jillian interrupted those thoughts by nearly breaking into a run and jumping into my arms, throwing her arms around me, and pulling herself up my shoulders to kiss me, holding me there as I groaned into it.
On instinct, I held her tight, pulling her whole body into a warm hug while I savored the feeling of our lips together. It had hardly been any time at all, but I felt like I was dying of thirst in the desert, and Jillian was fresh spring water.
Both of us let out sighs of delight as we were locked into each other, and I took a few steps back away from the gangway, arms full of the woman I loved.
“Jill,” I whispered when the kiss finally broke.
“Fuck, Bruin, I missed you so much,” she whimpered, nuzzling her face into my neck. Her small hands felt up the muscles on my shoulders and neck, and her soft lips brushed along the nape. I tilted my head back to enjoy the feeling while my cock grew thick in my pants.
I hadn’t been expecting any of it, but my body knew exactly how to react.
I squeezed her ass with a strong hand, and I let her attack my neck until I couldn’t resist the urge to attack hers anymore. My own mouth went to her neck, and I breathed on the sensitive flesh like it was my prey.
On my ship, in my territory, that was exactly what Jillian was.
As I let my teeth graze her neck and took pleasure in every single whimper and moan I drew out of her, I walked us backward to the door leading to the dining room. I didn’t care where we were, but I wanted some privacy, and I wanted it now.
