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“There are always multiple theories included in one subject of evaluation. One might need different sources to confirm any given proposal.”
“I find your researcher speech quite alluring. Does that represent a reliable source?” he asked.
His flirting flustered me. The man knew how to wield his tongue in many more ways than I expected. “I mean… Sure, we could consider that a––” Gabriel didn’t let me finish as he rolled on top of me.
“I believe the best kind of research is when you roll your sleeves and get your hands dirty,” he said, smiling mischievously.
“First, you don’t even have sleeves. You’re completely naked,” I said as he bore his radiant eyes into mine.
“Great observation.” He grinned a wicked smile.
“Second, without an objective, there is no point to your research, even if you get your hands dirty.”
“But you are mistaken, my love. There is an objective: to please Milady at all times. That’s what I’m planning to do now.”
“Wait, wait––” But it was too late as he attacked my mouth fiercer than a preying animal. I didn’t stand a chance.He continued devouring my mouth as he ripped my silky nightgown.
“You don’t need to do that,” I said.
“There’s a hundred waiting for you at home,” he said and once more plunged into my mouth. Either this man really missed me, or he planned to take our honeymoon lovemaking to the next level.
Gabriel cupped my breasts almost painfully. “Mmm, they feel bigger,” he said.
“It might be the seven-course meals I had for the past several weeks. You’ve been feeding me nonstop since I arrived. I was bound to gain a few pounds.”
“There are no complaints on my part. I’m just doing my due diligence as a husband,” he said and began sucking on my nipple. The man was on a mission, and nothing could stop him. I was simply his joyful recipient. Gabriel did garner a predilection for feasting on my body. Who was I to refuse such an appetite?
His sensual caresses sliding up and down my body felt like hot burning trails. Gabriel once more reverted to his sweet self. The man changed personalities on a daily basis. Still, never in a million years would I expect this man to elicit so much arousal in me. He always knew which buttons to press in order to make me squirm. Once united, he moved in slow movements aided by the rhythmical rocking of the yacht. We didn’t need to rush. The world resumed to our tangled bodies. After an out-of-this-world orgasm shared between us, Gabriel made sure to demonstrate that he indeed fit best as the big spoon. He was lucky I was too satisfied to contradict him.
After several hours of lying in bed, Gabriel had to take a phone call. He put on a pair of shorts, black, of course, and left the bedroom. While I relished the smooth touch of the sheets, I felt a wave of nausea wash over me. Darned be seasickness. I propped myself onto the headboard but to no avail. Suddenly, my experience didn’t feel as luscious as I had hoped. Maybe the billionaire lifestyle didn’t suit me. Good thing I found the toilet in time, and in a short while, I felt like myself again. I brushed my teeth and went to search for Gabriel.
For the first time since we arrived, I could appreciate the beauty of this massive boat. The deck was adorned with polished dark wood and glistening black fixtures. I could feel the deck’s smooth warmth caressing my feet. A contrast to the sea breeze fluttering through my hair. The calm lapping of the waves against the hull of the yacht as well as the smell of seawater, calmed my stomach a bit. I was too focused on everything around me and figured my seasickness would dissipate eventually.
As I walked next to the loungers who begged to be seated on, I found Gabriel leaning on the yacht’s rail. He was talking on the phone, but once he saw me, he cut the conversation short.
“You know I don’t mind if you continue talking over the phone,” I said and kissed him.
“Everyone can wait except you,” he said. “I gave them my full attention while I waited for your arrival. Now it’s their turn.”
“You know you’ll have me at least for a lifetime,” I said and leaned my head on his chest.
“That will never be enough. But it’s a start.” He kissed my hand.
“What are the plans for today? I do not know how this yacht lifestyle works,” I said.
“The plans revolve around what you wish to do,” Gabriel said. “The secret to a luxurious lifestyle is to do what makes you happy, for happiness is the most expensive thing to gain.”
“Then I’d love to tan today. The Wallachian castle life didn’t help me with my vitamin D production.”
“Your wish is my command, Milady,” Gabriel said and guided me to the loungers. “Let me bring you a pair of sunglasses. Would you like to drink something? Champagne?”
“Water, please,” I said. I still didn’t want to tell him about my rebellious stomach.
After he brought me everything, he sat next to me and said, “What do you say if we try snorkeling in the afternoon? The water is quite clear.”
“You trust me with swimming after last time’s fiasco?” I asked.
“As long as I am next to you,” he said.
