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“Melody…”
Trembling, my hand snakes back, and I bite back a moan when my fingers wrap around his huge, throbbing, gorgeous cock. I shift, guiding his head lower with a gaps on my lips as I feel it spread me open from behind.
“You’re sore—”
“Make it hurt.”
An hour and a half later,after a very much needed shower and a chilly boat ride across the bay, I step off Jackson’s boat onto the dock. For a second, when he steps up after me and ties off the boat, I want to turn and sink into his arms. I want to kiss him with everything I have as the winter sea wind whips around us.
I frown.
Except, I can’t do that. Not here. Not when Albert and the whole town thinks he’s Robbie, and I’m his niece.
I mean,yikes.
Instead, I blush as I playfully squeeze his hand, like a dorky schoolgirl with a crush. He responds with a subtle and hidden swat of his palm against my ass, and I giggle as I skip up the gangway to shore.
“Well, you two look like you survived that one okay, ayuh?”
I smile at Albert at the top of the dock.
“Definitely. Everything good over here?”
He shrugs. “Can’t complain. Well, ‘cept the cable when out across town while the Sox were giving the Yankees a beating.”
Albert smirks at me.
“You’re a New Yorker, aren’t you?”
“Yeah, but the kind that doesn’t give a crap about baseball.”
He chuckles, nodding as he laughs.
“Oh, and thanks for making those calls, Albert.”
He shrugs. “Not a problem. Your friend June seems like a peach.”
I grin. “She is.”
“That boss of yours is real prick though.”
I wince.
“Sorry about that one.”
“He’s called me personally about a dozen times since.”
Fuck.
I reach into my pocket and yank my phone out, which I’ve had turned off for days since I don’t have service on the island anyway. When I turn it on, my stomach flip-flops as the missed calls and texts notifications start chiming like a mad orchestra.
Albert whistles.
“Well damn. Did you go viral, or whatever they call it?”
I glance at Jackson, in full “Robbie” mode with his hat pulled low, his jacket zipped all the way up, and the almost comical looking sunglasses.
“I’m…going to go check my messages. I’ll meet you back here at the docks, Uncle Rob?”
