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ROWAN
I was done with Leo. In addition to stringing me along on the real estate deal, he started to pay particular attention to Andrew. Flirting with him and watching to see if I would react or show my hand. Owen was much the same, but Andrew skillfully worked around them. I wasn’t about to give Leo any ammunition for retaliation, so I kept silent. Besides, I’d come to realize that the man I was in love with was more than capable of handling Leo’s manipulative tactics. I was so proud of Andrew. He was quick, so fucking smart, and charming to boot that I wanted to tell everyone that he was mine.
Every day that passed seemed longer than the last, and I wasn’t sure how long I could go on without touching him again. One glance in the morning and at mealtimes wasn’t nearly enough. I wore dark sunglasses constantly so I could look my fill of him without anyone suspecting.
On day two, Leo realized that I wouldn’t be swayed and signed the deal. We docked in Anguilla to drop him and his guests off and bring on provisions. Once he left, I had Owen to deal with. We sat on the bridge deck as I played my final pitch.
“Here’s the offer,” I said as I handed Owen the revised agreement. “Twenty percent over the appraisal value. A 1.5% percent stake in Carter and a seat on the board. Those shares and an opportunity like that are very rare. And we’re both too busy to let this back-and-forth go on any longer. You get everything you want.” I left a pen on the contract in hopes it would get used, but Owen’s poker face was difficult to read.
“Not everything,” Owen murmured and picked up the pen, twirling it in his hand.
“What am I missing?”
“I want to rip up this contract and tell you I don’t need your offer. But we both know I can’t afford to do that. And I’m not a stupid man, so it’s done.” Owen grabbed the paper and quickly scrawled his signature on the proverbial dotted line. The rush of adrenaline at finally securing this long-awaited deal poured through me. Now I could tell my uncle and his threats to politely go fuck themselves.
“I watched your boy with that Leo character, and he was impressive. Not many men can insult someone in such a diplomatic way. You’re one lucky bastard, Rowan.”
“He’s not mine,” I whispered, mindful of Kayla hovering on the periphery of the deck. I didn’t ask her to sit in on this conversation, but up she popped again. Truthfully, Kayla was a horrible assistant. She made frequent mistakes and didn’t edit agreements properly. She’d already been warned by the captain for being on her phone. I had to let her go, preferably before the next charter.
“It’s okay, Rowan. Your secret is safe with me,” Owen whispered, and his trademark smirk reappeared. “But if he ever changes his mind, I’d be more than happy to get reacquainted with him.”
No bloody way.“A pleasure doing business with you. My solicitors will be in touch with yours. Enjoy your stay in Anguilla.” I texted Andrew to arrange Owen’s send-off.
Now that that was finally over and all my guests had left, the crew could enjoy a day off to unwind. Andrew organized an afternoon trip as a thank you on my behalf, for their hard work. They headed to a beach resort on the island and left me alone on the ship, save for the captain and the engineer. Usually, crew events lasted until the wee hours of the morning, and I expected no different.
A knock at my office interrupted my paperwork. “Enter,” I said mindlessly, expecting George to appear.
“What are you doing here?”
“I didn’t feel well, so I told them I would stay behind,” Andrew replied as he closed the door and locked it.
“Are you alright?” I asked, quickly rushing over to him.
“I’m not sure.” Andrew pursed his lips. “I’m lightheaded, my heart is pounding, and I have a weird, fluttery sensation in my stomach. I’m sweating, and I feel slightly out of breath.”
“You need to lie down,” I replied, concerned for his well-being.
Andrew’s biggest smile suddenly appeared. Fuck me, that grin up close was lethal.
“I thought you’d never ask. But first—” He grabbed my face and kissed me. When his lips touched mine, I let out the moan that had been sitting inside me for a month. It had been so long, too long. Our tongues tangled, and I angled his head for a deeper connection. Our mouths fused together in a kiss so powerful, so full of passion that I knew I would never get enough.
“The captain is in the wheelhouse and the engineer is working on the lower deck,” he whispered in between kisses. “No one is around. We may not get this chance again for a while.”
He leaned back and stepped out of my arms. Slowly, he walked around my desk, closed all the blinds, and began to strip. I quickly followed him and watched, spellbound as he leaned over my desk and offered up his perfect arse to me. I grabbed the base of my dick to stave off my orgasm. It had been thirty-two painfully lonely days since we’d touched, and I was ready to come at the slightest trigger.
“I can’t believe you’re here. Tell me I’m not dreaming,” I whispered as I ran my hands down his smooth back and over his supple arse, squeezing his round cheeks and then spreading him open for my pleasure. I dropped to my knees and leaned forward, spearing my tongue in Andrew’s tight hole, licking and laving his sensitive pucker, drowning in his moans of pleasure.
“More, sweetheart. It’s been so fucking long,” Andrew groaned, and I rimmed him until he was writhing, licking his taint and tugging his balls. God, how I missed his taste, his smell. I reached for the drawer on the right and grabbed the lube that I stashed there. Yes, I had been jacking off in my office late at night, imagining just this scenario. Like everything with Andrew, the real version was far better than any fantasy.
I unzipped my shorts, slathered my cock with lube with one hand while I continued to torment Andrew with the other, rolling his balls.
“You don’t need to prep me. I took care of that already.” He groaned, rocking his hips.
“Next time I get to watch.”
I pushed into his slick, tight hole and felt him swallow me up. This was where I belonged and who I belonged to. I wanted to shout it out loud.
