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She began to shake right when I was coming too. My cock pumped its hot fluid deep into her belly, twitching and hardening even more.
When we finished, we lay side by side, breathing hard, our arms wrapped around each other. I could hear the sound of the water lapping against the ship. Beyond the small, circular window, I could make out the faint blue color of the water and the sky in a lighter, brighter blue overhead.
One of my hands was stretched above my head, and the other was twined around Elise. I marveled at it all. Out of nowhere, this beautiful woman entered my life. How the hell that happened, I didn't know. We’d met like strangers on a night neither one of us could forget. On the run, hunted by our enemies, our paths had crossed. It had been the beginning of something dark and beautiful. I wanted to be here beside her. I wanted to do everything I could to keep her safe. Even as I stared at the large mass of water and sky and heard the sea waving and splashing and the ship’s engine vibrating beneath us, all I could think about was her. How she smiled when I called her name in the middle of making love and how she would risk her life for me.
No one,I promised her in my mind,will ever take you away from me.Not the fucking CIA, and especially not that worthless piece of shit Marcello.
Chapter 14
Elise
My legs were still shaking after all of that, but it didn't matter. I was holding his hands, looking at his face. I felt good. Amazing, in fact.
I sat up and took a deep breath. “I need to eat something.” I tickled his chest gently and grinned down at him.
He smiled back. “Me, too.”
He got out, picked up his boxers from the foot of the bed, slipped them on, and headed toward the old, small fridge in the dining area. I had seen it earlier, but I had no idea it would be stocked. But when he opened it, I saw it was nearly full of food such as pickles, sardines, sausages, and butter. There was a small box in the fridge, and when he opened it, he found a thick loaf of bread inside. He grabbed the bread and pointed it at me, laughing.
“Do you want to have your rock-hard bread in bed or there?” He motioned to the small dining table.
I got up from the bed and could see his eyes sweep over my body, already hungry for more.
Yes, look at me, baby. Let’s do it again after eating,I thought back.
I picked my pajamas off the floor and put them on, then I walked to the dining space and sat down on one of the small vinyl chairs. There was a beautiful view out of the window beside the table. Through it, the ocean looked so close that it almost felt like it might splash me whenever the ship moved.
Andrei walked back to the fridge and found a small plastic box on top of it with two plates inside. He grabbed the plates and two bottles of soda from the fridge and returned to the table.
“I hope you have good teeth,” he joked, cutting the bread with a small knife.
I smiled. “How long has it been in there?”
“Probably since the ship was built in the fifties, sweetheart.”
I laughed and winked at him. “Just how I love my food. Well, this is my first time being a sailor. Have you been on a ship before?”
“I have. Not for long though. Just to make a bit of cash. I was hired to do a few odd jobs, then bounce.”
Something told me to leave it at that.
He picked up two thick slices of bread and placed one on each of the plates. Then he spread a thick smear of butter and a few sardines on each of the slices and added a few cornichons to the side like a garnish. I watched him, wondering at how precisely he laid the food just so. Then he pushed one of the plates across the table toward me and opened both soda bottles.
I looked at his face as he picked up the slice of bread and started eating.
We both ate in silence for a little while, and I took another look out the window again.
“I guess you never got trapped with a mobster’s wife on a drug ship before?” I joked.
He started laughing. “No, I haven’t.”
“What was your life like?” I grew serious. “I mean before all of...” I looked at the hard bread that tired my facial muscles chewing it. “This.”
Andrei thought about it for a moment. “Nobody’s really asked me that before. Well, I was hustling for most of my teenage years. I tried to keep my sister alive any way I could. Taking dirty jobs. At first, pickpocketing. Running errands. But then the crimes evolved to cleaning up killings. You name it, I was their guy. Until an older mobster discovered my, well, my very specific talent.”
I just didn’t know what to say, so I chewed in silence.
“It sounds like you never really had a choice,” I finally said.
