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It’s okay, wild thing.
“You don’t have to say anything, Kat. I just wanted you to hear it. You are my brave wild thing, the craziest and most intense person I know. You make me happy.” She bites her lip, andthissign I know well—she’s emotional. “When I came back from the mainland, I wasn’t any better off than the night you found me on the floor of my villa. I felt like shit. Mostly because of what you said that night and me thinking that you despised me like everyone else.”
“Archer, I never did. I don’t. I was—”
“Shhhh. I know, Kat, I know. You were angry. And you weren’t entirely wrong.” I push a strand of her wild hair behind her ear. God, have I ever loved curls so much! “But I’m trying to change the way I treat people. I’m trying to be the man my mom”—I swallow a lump in my throat, remembering Mom’s words—“once wanted me to be. And be the man that you have fewer reasons to be angry at. I want to be the man you turn to at your worst moments and the one you share your best ones with. I guess, I just want all of you. And there I am—a selfish prick again.”
I laugh through the heavy feelings that tighten my chest, and she bites her smile, her eyes misted with tears.
“This is it,” I say. “Us. I’ll make the best of it. Just trust me, wild thing, and stick around. Because I want to give you the entire world on a platter. That’s the least you deserve.”
I won’t lose her. I can’t. And I’m scared that at some point, I might fuck it up. Or someone else will. There’s that pendulum again—feeling blessed for having someone you love and feeling scared that it might not last.
I just laid the truth out, and it feels liberating but might be scaring Kat off. So I don’t let her simmer in doubt but kiss her softly, trying to gauge her feelings by the way she kisses me back.
She’s awkward at first—I’m more gentle than I want to show. We let the feelings out without words. My lips brush against hers as I revel at her gentle touch. Her fingertips stroke my arm, their touch soft like that of a feather, which is not something Kat does often and therefore even more special.
For some time, it’s just soft kisses, then us slowly sliding each other’s clothes off. Me tugging down her panties. Her brushing her hands on my hips. Me planting little kisses on her shoulder. Her little gasps as I do so like she’s never been touched like this before. Our bodies inching closer. Me shifting on top of her, then slowly sliding inside her and thrusting in the slowest rhythm, accompanied by the soft lapping of the waves against the hull and the sunset glow painting her body gold.
I want to say this is lovemaking, I’m pretty sure that’s what it is when we slowly fuck through sunset and, for the first time in my life, I don’t chase an orgasm, just dissolve in the feeling of being inside her, filling her up in deep slow thrusts, taking her mouth like I’m savoring the first taste, catching her little moans and gasps.
“I’m close,” she whispers.
“Come, kitten,” I murmur into her neck, feeling my own orgasm building up. “Like that, yeah…” Her moans get louder. “Yeah? Good?”
She comes beautifully. Fuck, this girl’s orgasm is an artwork.
“I love being inside of you, kitten. So fucking hot. Your… Fuck…”
I explode suddenly, pushing one more time as I empty into her, and we lie in the twilight for some time, almost falling asleep.
It’s dark when we finally get up, and I say, “I’m taking a shower,” and slap her lightly on her sweet ass to ease the tension of what I said minutes ago.
I stand under the shower for some time, letting the water wash off the emotions.
My phone on the sink counter goes off with the high-pitched beep alert that’s connected to Kat’s bracelet. She’s either playing with herself again or dancing.
The phone beeps again.
Then again.
I get out of the shower, throw on a pair of board shorts, and check my phone.
What the hell?
“Kat?” I walk out into the bedroom, but it’s all quiet, so I pad into the lounge. “What are you up to, crazy girl?” I ruffle my wet hair as I continue toward the open terrace doors. “Kitty-kitty-kitty,” I tease.
It’s dark outside, and suddenly, a thought flickers in my mind—what if she fell overboard?
The phone beeps again, and now, my heart is thudding.
There’s a strange smell in the air. Something different. Something that doesn’t belong here or pristine Ayana. It’s… foreign.
I slow down as I step out onto the middle of the dark deck.
“Kat?” I say louder, and the sound in response is a whimper from the dark behind me.
I turn and see Kat’s silhouette in the corner, dark and hidden by the shadows.
