One More Time

“Rhett,” she said. “Rhett. Please, don’t stop. Right there. Right there. So good. You’re so good.”

She clung to me as my body leaped over the edge, my cock throbbing against her walls. I slathered her walls with my cum, pumping thread after thread into her body. She shook against me, her legs jumping and her nails digging into me. I could feel her pussy catching me in its grasp, as our arousal dripped down her thighs.

I sank us to the floor, panting into her neck as I held her tightly against me.

I had come so hard that stars were bursting in my vision and the auditorium was spinning. I laid us down while her lips danced along my neck. I pulled myself from between her legs as we lay engulfed by the sex-tainted air around us. Chanel was a dream come true, and I was the man who got to hold her.

“Come back with me,” Chanel said.

“Huh?” I asked.

“To my room. Come back with me. Don’t make me sleep alone tonight.”

I pul

led her close and kissed the top of her head. The fact that she wanted me there gave me hope. It sparked a small flame deep in my gut that provided me with the hope that maybe this would work out.

But I didn’t want to get ahead of myself. So instead of telling her how I felt, I simply kissed her on the cheek.

CHAPTER 29

CHANEL

Despite having the most incredible set of orgasms I had ever experienced in my life, I slept terribly. I woke up Sunday morning with tears of exhaustion in my eyes, the nightmares still rolling around in my head. I was worried about what would happen when we all got back to Miami. I was worried about how Rhett and I would handle things. Not only that, but I was worried about Luke and what the next steps with him would be.

Luke had a great deal of money, and there was no evidence other than Rhett’s word that he had assaulted me in that bathroom. If Luke could buy himself off these charges, he could come after me. There was nowhere I would be able to run or hide that would ever keep me safe. I would have to stop writing. I would have to stop giving him ways to track me down.

It sickened me to think that I would have to alter my life because of his obsession.

I rolled over in bed, watching as Rhett shifted. He looked so peaceful, which was unlike how I felt. His naked body was stretched out for me, his muscles at rest. His chest moved up and down languidly with his breaths as his skin puckered underneath my touch. I could still smell our scent in the air as my eyes scanned him, my heart fluttering with each groan he made.

He was slowly waking up, and he looked perfect to me, the shining image of what a man should be. He was strong and handsome, chiseled and rippling, decent and charming. He was a true gentleman, despite the years of dangerous and horrific things he’d seen and done in the military. I wanted to continue things with him after this cruise. I wanted to see if we could make it work, but I didn’t know if I was just riding the high of the escape from reality. How would it work when real life settled back in?

Many things could’ve been pushing me into his arms and clouding my vision. His offer to protect me from Luke, the primal nature of the man he had grown into, my need for closure in my past, the romantic feel of the islands and the sea. So many factors could be contributing to how I felt right now, and I wasn’t sure how to define them. I wasn’t sure how to be unbiased and make a rational decision about this with so many other factors in play.

Even as Rhett held me tightly in his arms, I felt more lost and confused than ever.

“Morning, sunshine.”

I smiled at the sleep in Rhett’s voice as he kissed my forehead. I snuggled into him, pressing deep enough to shove all my swirling thoughts from my head. His hands drifted along the curves of my body, heating me up like he had last night. I slid on top of him and spread my legs, straddling him as he opened his eyes.

I placed my lips to his, and he smiled, making my heart beat faster in my chest.

“You hungry?” Rhett asked.

“Starving,” I said.

“Good, because I am too. Some girl wore me out last night.”

“Funny, because some boy gave me a run for my money too.”

We slid out of bed in a fit of giggles and got ready for breakfast. Rhett took the chance of wearing the same outfit from last night, so he wouldn’t have to interrupt Tommy and Ana. He escorted me to the dining hall where we stood in line at the buffet for breakfast, my hands carrying both of our plates. Rhett was making our coffee, dumping tons of sugar into mine. It made me smile, knowing he still remembered how I took it.

Then, the two of us took a seat in the corner.

“Well, good morning, you guys!” Connie said as she took the stage. “Is this thing on?”

“Does she have to ask that every time?” I asked.