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“You make me feel things I’ve never felt before, Libby.”
I step out of the tub ahead of him and pull the soft blanket around me. “You make my body feel things it’s never felt before. If this is a contest, I think I’m the winner.” His swim trunks tent in front of him. Confidence surges through me. “Asa, let’s take care of that, shall we?”
I walk into the air-conditioned suite ahead of him and go straight for the room I believe is his bedroom.
When I get to the bed, I drop the blanket and climb on top. There’s no sense in being shy at this point. Asa Cross has broken through that barrier with a stroke of his thumb.
Six
Asa
I wake up wrapped around her lush body. My head rests between her breasts. Breasts I nipped and nibbled on all night. Her nipples are a deep pink from the attention. Last night I tasted every inch of her body, and it isn’t enough. We made love twice after the hot tub and it isn’t enough. I’ll never have enough of her.
I never mix business with pleasure. I don’t sleep with guests. This is different. She is different.
With other women, all I want is for them to leave in the morning. With Libby my heart aches at the thought. Like the novels she edits, I’ve found my perfect love story. Boy sees girl, boy wants girl, and boy will do anything to keep the girl because, against all sanity and reason, boy is in love with girl.
I slide from the top of her body and, even though my cock aches for her, I leave her alone to rest while I call for room service.
She appears minutes later covered in a plush white robe. “I woke up, and you were gone.” She pads barefoot to me and wraps her arms around my waist like she misses me already.
“I wanted to let you sleep.” I run my hands through her messy hair. “How do you feel? Sore?”
She pulls back and smiles. “Oh, Asa, I hurt so good.” I pull her back into the room. We have about fifteen minutes before room service shows up. I can make her hurt a little better in the next fifteen minutes.
She’s wet and needy and as soon as I put the condom on, I’m inside her. The sounds she makes drive me forward. Her pleasure is my reward.
“Is it always this good?” Her cheeks are pink with passion and her ripe red lips beg to be kissed.
“No, it’s only this good with you.” I plunge deep inside her and listen to her soft moans. Her body was made for me. Hot, tight, and wet, her pussy grips me like a fucking custom-made glove.
For a woman of little experience she rises to the occasion, matching me stroke for stroke. Her legs wrap around me, and the soft flesh of her thighs pulls me in deeper. I reach down to s
troke the tight bundle of nerves at her core and she clenches down. The flutter and flex of her inner muscles pulls the orgasm straight from my heart, and I know I belong to this woman body and soul.
After we eat, we dress and I walk her back to her room. Not because I want her to go, but because she insists on checking in with her sister who, no doubt, has not noticed Libby’s absence. She also informs me that despite the fact she would love nothing more that to spend the entire cruise with me in bed, she has work to do. I respect that about her. She takes her commitments seriously, and that is a trait I admire.
Dressed in yesterday’s clothes Libby approaches her room, which still has red beads hanging on the door.
“Holy shit,” she says, “How many single men are on this cruise?”
I pull up the stat sheet and scroll down. “There’s one thousand, one hundred and twenty-three.”
“Lord, I’ll never get into my room.” She looks at me and then back to the door. Her fisted hand pounds on the door for several raps. “Justice. I need to change. Get up.”
The lock turns and the door opens. Justice looks like she was rode hard and put away wet. “Sorry, I forgot to take the beads down. What time is it?”
Justice looks past her sister to me and her eyes open wide. “Who the hell is he?”
I step forward and hold my hand out to the woman whose eye have bags big enough to hold a week’s worth of clothes. “I’m Asa.”
Justice looks down at her slinky nightgown. She pulls her hands through her hair and then opens the door wider giving me a full view of a woman I have no interest in.
“He’s with you?” Justice asks. I watch the confident woman that is Libby wilt into a different person in front of me. Gone is the sexy siren that stepped from the hot tub and back in her place is the girl who hides behind books and lives her fantasies through them.
There’s not a fucking chance I’m letting that happen. “She is with me. Or in truth, I’m with her as long as she’ll have me.” I place my hands of Libby’s shoulders and feel them rise beneath my touch. “Your sister is going to pack up her things and move over to my suite.”
I lean in and brush my lips up Libby’s cheek to her ear and whisper, “Please.”
