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“Like what?”
I wiggle my left hand at her to draw attention to the ring. “First, I’m your husband. There’s no undoing that. You just need to believe it.”
I have her full attention. She’s stopped fidgeting with her headscarf.
“How do you know I don’t?” She challenges me.
“The prenup.”
“What does that have to do with believing in you?”
“Everything.”
“How?” I could say she doesn’t get it and be annoyed, but that’s the thing. Everyone thinks differently and applies their conjectures accordingly. It’s my job to supply my interpretation of her actions.
“I understand why you want to wait, and I’m not fighting you on it. I just want to make sure you understand I wouldn’t fuck you over like that. I’d fuck you. Hard. You’d love every minute, but I wouldn’t betray your trust.”
“Trust?”
“Yes. I would like to think you wanting me is beyond the physical. I don’t want you giving in because your hormones are begging for it. I want to believe you’d change your mind because you’re taking a leap of faith with me. Betting on me to do the right thing and trusting I’m in this for you and not what I can get from you. I want you to trust and believe in me and not blinded by lust, Trophy.”
Karessa seems frozen, like she’s stuck trying to digest all the thoughts I’ve spilled. I’ll give her time to process.
“Go get ready for breakfast,” I tell her. “We have to see what the porn stars have planned for today.”
Her lip twitches with a hint of a smile,
but she nods and slides off the bed then disappears into the bathroom.
I take in a deep breath and release it slowly, then look at my watch. It’s only day two out of fourteen.
* * *
I was right, this is torture. Jagger is also right. Karessa’s wardrobe consists of clothes designed to show off her body. Does she even own a fucking one-piece? It feels like she’s moving in slow motion as she sheds the dress-like cover up she’d worn to get on the boat. Orange and pink zig-zags cover her body - barely. Strings everywhere. Two tugs. That’s all it would take to get her naked. Or I could use the two tugs to lose the skimpy bottoms then fuck her while I anchor her with that flimsy top. Scratch that. Karessa’s string bikini is small enough to just slide it aside. I could bite her nipples through the top as fuck her hard and slow.
Note to self: Hide - No. Not good enough - burn the rest of her stuff then take her to buy Oran approved items. Satisfied, I focus on my best friend being in love with his former enemy. They’re never enemies, just two people misplacing their emotions. Now that they’re in the right place, both of them look happier than I’ve seen them in a long time.
The wind tugs at our hair and the sunshine bounces off the cerulean water as I fight to ignore Karessa on the other side of the boat and grill Jagger about his love life while he stares at his wife like she’ll disappear if he takes his eyes off her. He confirms what I knew - he’s been in love.
After Ainslee pouts her way into getting what she wants, Jagger attempts to redirect my attention to Karessa so he can have his dirty way with his wife. I’m not stupid. I know exactly what he’s doing, but the way she giggles with the silver fox, Italian is motivation enough to move.
I make it just as he asks her about her hobbies. I grip her around the waist and spin her to me.
“Right now, her most time consuming hobby is being my wife,” I announce to the captain while looking her in the eyes as much as I can while wearing shades. “Aren’t you supposed to be watching the boat?” He smirks when I look at him but retreats to the cabin. I steal the kiss I’ve been craving since this morning. I can’t linger too long because it’ll become indecent.
Karessa smiles up at me, part happy and part amused. If I had to guess, I’d say it’s because that was my first public display of affection outside of your wedding.
“Are you jealous, Oran?”
I pull her tighter, enjoying having her in my arms.
“Nope. I don’t like people encroaching on my territory.” She gasps when I grab her leg and pull her close until her scrap-of-fabric-covered pussy grazes against the thigh I slide between her legs. “Mine.”
I let her go after another hard kiss. If I hold her warm body next to me any longer, my arousal will be clear to everyone aboard.
Her glossy lips pout slightly, but she doesn’t protest.
“Now, tell me about your favorite hobbies, Trophy.”
