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After my fifth glance at my watch, I decide it’s time I reward her some more. We have a well-stocked jewelry store on the ship, and after that first night when I noticed her pierced ears were empty I’ve been meaning to rectify that situation.
As I look through the selection, I feel a body sidle up to mine. This body isn’t Libby’s. The breasts that push against my arm are all silicone and wrong.
“Where have you been hiding, handsome?” She leans in and squeezes her boobs together with her arms. I’m seconds away from calling a medic because I’m pretty sure when those bags bust she’s going to need help.
I look up and see the woman from the casino. “Hello, Ms. Hollander, I hope you’re enjoying the cruise.” I go back to looking through the jewelry case. She follows me like a lost puppy looking for a new owner, but I’m not him.
“It’s been nice, but it just got better.” She lifts her hands up and grips onto my bicep like she is feeling me up. Actually she is feeling me up, and I don’t like it. She’s not Libby. Her hands are like vices on lockdown and it takes some effort to shrug her loose.
I see a pair of earrings that look like something Libby would love. They are diamond-encrusted ampersands. In my head the symbol connects us, Libby & Asa.
“Package these up, please.”
“I love those.” Ms. Hollander says, “Who’s the lucky girl?” She leans in until her boobs are almost touching my chest, but just before I can say, "Libby", I see my girl walk past the jewelry store. She stops when she sees me standing next to Gretchen. Her sister halts beside her and shakes her head. I can read her lips, and what I see sends a rage racing through me. Justice is telling her, “I told you so.”
I race out in time to catch Libby and pull her inside the store. “Perfect timing, sweetheart. I want you to meet Gretchen. She’s a guest on the ship. She was just asking who I was buying a gift for.”
Gretchen takes a step back as if standing next to me might be dangerous for her, and by the look in my Libby’s eyes, it might be. That look of jealousy makes me happy. It means Libby is as invested in this relationship as I am.
Justice stands to the side with a look that could make the pox seem friendly.
“Here you go, Mr. Cross.” The salesperson hands me a pretty wrapped box, and I place it in Libby’s palm.
“These seemed perfect for you.”
“This is your girlfriend?” Gretchen looks Libby up and down like I’ve chosen poorly.
“No,” I say with decisiveness. Justice smiles an I-knew-it smile, and Libby lowers her head as if in shame. “This is my future wife.” I pull her into my arms and cover her mouth with mine. I want every person to see me claim her. By the end of this cruise there will be no question about who belongs to whom. I belong to Libby. The only obstacle is getting her to trust that she belongs to me.
“Open it, sweetheart, so if you don’t like it we can get you something you do like.” Her hands shake as she pulls the silver ribbon from the white box. When she lifts the lid, she covers her mouth to suppress her joy. “They’re wonderful.” Her fingers trace the swirl of the design.
“I thought they were perfect for you. When you look at them, know that each one represents you and me. I love you Libby. I know it’s crazy, but I do.” I wait for her to return the words, but she doesn’t, and it hurts me more than I want to admit.
She puts the earrings on and pulls back her long raven hair for me to see. She looks down at her watch, and I’m almost certain she will tell me she has work to do. Instead, she says, “Asa, it’s time for a reward.”
It doesn’t take long for me to get her back to the room and into bed. I have her naked in minutes and as I hover over her with my cock throbbing and needy, I ask her what she wants.
“You—I want you.” And the hurt I felt earlier turns to hope because I want her to want me.
I slide into her making sure she gets every inch of me she asked for. She fits me like we were made for each other. Her tight heat has a way of making each time we make love feel like I’m coming home after a long journey.
“God, I love this,” I say as I stroke her again and again. The heat builds and her muscles begin to shake. I change the position so my cock rubs her clit the way she loves, and I know I’m in the perfect place when she moans words like, ‘oh’ and ‘yes’ and ‘Asa’ and ‘God’. My pace quickens, and she claws at my back. She takes in several short inhales of breath and then stills until the pleasure I pull from her resembles a seizure. She quakes beneath me and when her core clenches around me, I am lost inside her. I’ve never in my life been this content.
Seven
Libby
The woman rubs and kneads my sore muscles as I glance at the ocean. Asa is on the table next to mine having the tension removed from his body as well. Who knew that sex could be that demanding? We hold hands as the masseuses move across our bodies.
We are in a cabana on the beach in St Kitts. It’s the only place we’ve disembarked. Our excursions have all been enjoyed inside the suite. We visited the hot tub, the dining table, the couch, the spare bed, and the shower. All locations I’d love to see again, but sadly our time is running out and the thought makes my stomach muscles knot up painfully tight.
“Is this really what your life is like?” The ocean breeze is like a cool breath against my skin.
He squeezes my fingers. “No, it’s what my life is like with you in it.”
“Oh come on, Asa. Every chance my sister gets, she reminds me that the cruise ends in two days. I’m going back to my world, and you’re going back to yours. My world isn’t your world.” I didn’t mean for my voice to sound so testy, but as each day passes, I am reminded that these perfect moments will end.
His hand stiffens in mine. “Why not? Your world is my world.”
