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“Wife? Hmm. When you and the captain were talking on the ship, was he performing a wedding that I didn’t know of?” she questioned in a joking tone.
I wish he was.
Marriage was something I’d never wanted. A commitment was another thing I’d always avoided. But neither felt like a noose around my neck when I thought about it with Venus. Not that I was rushing into anything, but for the first time, I wasn’t running from it either.
Playing along with her, I replied, “You didn’t know that when survivors of a shipwreck are rescued, it is up to the captain to determine what to do with the passengers. We could either be made to walk the plank or get married.”
She laughed. “I think you have spent too much time out in the sun because you obviously are suffering from heat stroke.”
“So, you’re not grateful that I saved you from the plank?” I joked.
“I’m just grateful that you showered. And for the record, I might also be grateful to the man who knocked on the door.”
“Yeah. I bet you would’ve missed your suitcase,” I replied.
She shook her head. “It’s the view in front of me that I would’ve missed.”
With the concern for her safety, I’d forgotten all about my lack of clothing. And the way she was looking at me, she wasn’t upset that I had either.
“I should go get dressed so we can get you that ice cream you have been wanting,” I said. It wasn’t that I didn’t want her. Hell, my towel probably was revealing how much I did, but she had wanted us to talk. No matter how much my cock tried to convince me otherwise, Venus and I were going to talk.
Even if it kills me.
“Maybe they don’t have the flavor I am craving,” she replied, her eyes roaming over my bare chest.
“Venus, I’m trying really hard to be good,” I said, painfully.
She bit her bottom lip and said, “Declan, I’m trying really hard not to be. I’ve been good for so long, and...I want to know what it is like to be...with someone I want to be with.”
Her admitting that to me broke my heart. The thought of her being forced to be with a man she didn’t want, made me sick, made me angry. I had to brush those thoughts from my mind because I didn’t want Venus thinking about them either.
I stepped towards her, brushed a stray hair from her face, and said, “Venus, I want to be with you too. We can take this as slow as you want. And we can stop anytime you choose.” It wasn’t going to be easy, but I didn’t care what I was feeling. If I understood what she was telling me, this was her first time making love. It needed to be something special.
“Declan, I’m...not afraid, but...I...I was only with Michael that one time. I’ve never...I have...no experience. I don’t want to...disappoint you,” she said softly.
“Venus, you could never disappoint me. It’s not how much experience one has, it’s the feelings that are shared that make it beautiful.” Kissing her gently I said, “Let me show you how I feel.”
She nodded and closed her eyes as though mentally preparing herself for whatever would come next. Did she expect it to hurt?Fuck!
I’d been with plenty of women, and it had been all about mutual understanding that we would both get off and probably never see each other again. That wasn’t the case here. This was about Venus trusting me not to hurt her, and me remembering this had nothing to do with me. If I had to jerk off in the bathroom later, it didn’t matter. I wanted her to know it doesn’t have to be ugly. That two people can share something beautiful.
Tipping her chin up so I could see her eyes, I said, “Sweetheart, look at me.” Her long lashes fluttered open. “I don’t want you to be afraid. Not of me. Not ever.”
“I’m...not. I just...I’m afraid that I will remember my first time. I know you’ll never hurt me, but I can’t promise that I can...move past what I’ve been through,” she stated.
“If you can’t, then tell me, and we can stop. And if you want to just lie on the bed with me holding you, we can do that too. But I won’t do anything you don’t want me to do.” I waited and asked, “Do you want me to kiss you?”
“Yes,” she said breathlessly.
I kissed her lips tenderly until I felt her relax. Slipping an arm around her waist I pulled her against me. Instantly, she tensed again.Fuck!The towel wasn’t covering much of anything.
“Sorry,” I said and was about to step back when she put her hands on my shoulders and pulled me closer to her.
“Don’t. I...like the feel of you against me.” She ran her hands down my arms. “You’re so...strong. You must go to the gym a lot.”
“Sailing is a workout in itself,” I replied honestly. I didn’t want to talk, but whatever made her comfortable was what we were doing.
Her hands trailed down my chest and rested on my hips, just above the towel. “You must sail a lot because you’re very...fit.”
