I slid my cock into her pussy as I grabbed her thighs. I groaned with her, tossing her legs over my shoulders. If this was the only time I was going to get to feel her, then it was going to count. I was going to feel all of her. I was going to get as deep into her body as I could.
I bent her in half as I sank myself to my balls. Her hands wrapped around me, gripping onto my back, her nails raking down my skin. I encompassed her lips with mine, drawing moans from her as I allowed her to get comfortable. She formed to me so beautifully as her walls fluttered around me.
It was where I had wanted to be for years, and now I finally had her how I had always dreamed of having her.
I drew back and slammed into her, causing her tits to jump against me. I did it again and smiled as her eyes rolled back into her head. I grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head, rendering her motionless as my eyes connected with hers.
Then, I set a relentless pace.
Chanel was moaning and writhing, trying to move but pinned beneath the strength of my body. I pounded into her, feeling her jui
ce coating my pelvis as she moaned my name. It dripped from her lips like a steady prayer. I crashed my lips back on hers as I ground against her exposed clit, forcing myself deeper into her body. Her tongue raked across the roof of my mouth, stuttering my movements as my balls pulled up into my body.
I was going to fill her the way I had always wanted to in high school, and I wasn’t going to hold any of it back.
I felt her body unleash, and she bit down on my lower lip. Her pussy massaged my cock, drawing me deeper than I ever knew possible. She trembled and gasped, my throat catching her string of obscenities as I spilled into her. My toes curled, and my hips stuttered. My legs grew taut, and my thighs shook. I could feel pump after pump spraying along her walls, coating her in my scent as her legs slid off my shoulders.
She wrapped her arms around me, her chest heaving for air as we both came down from our highs. I stayed buried between her legs, relishing the feeling for as long as I could before I pulled out of her. Our juices trickled onto the bed, but I didn’t care. I slid off to the side and held her close to my body as her eyes gazed into mine. They were clouded with a hazy passion I knew she hadn’t felt in a long time, and I took pride in the fact that I could give that to her even after all these years.
“If I’m a secret, then that’s okay,” I said.
She sighed and closed her eyes as I drew her lips to mine.
“Just promise me something,” I said.
“What is it?” Chanel asked.
“Promise me that if we cross a line you don’t feel you can come back from, you’ll tell me. Just be honest with me. That’s all I’m asking.”
She nodded as her hand came up to cup my cheek, the roar of the ocean backdropping our lust. I could feel my body weakening against her. I could feel my guard dropping. I hadn’t come with that type of fury since I took her that night so many years ago. No woman I had been with since her had ever compared. Chanel was the girl who set a standard in my life, and no woman I had attempted to date had ever come close.
And now, Chanel had taken that standard to new heights.
I knew I was in trouble, but I didn’t care.
All I cared about was having her in my arms for as long as I could, no matter what that meant for me after this cruise.
CHAPTER 9
CHANEL
“Oh, shit! Do you remember that time Emma Deese took a dive off the bleachers and broke her nose? What the fuck? Does anyone remember that?”
“Tommy, I think you’ve had too much to drink,” Ana said.
“You mean no one remembers that?” Tommy asked.
“I’m sure Emma does,” I said.
“I remember that, actually. Does anyone know why she did it?” Rhett asked.
“I figured it was some bonehead challenge or some shit,” Ana said. “The cheerleaders at our school weren’t the brightest of characters.”
“Don’t let them hear you say that,” I said. “They might take offense and dive right off this ship.”
Dinner that night was going wonderfully. Rhett and I had slept through lunch, and I’d woken in his arms. It had been a wonderful feeling, one I hadn’t been sure I was ever going to experience. We showered together, and we explored one another’s bodies a little more. Then, I’d slipped into my room just as Ana was getting back. If she was curious as to where I had been, she made no mention of it. So, I let it slide and tried not to worry about it.
“I’m glad to see you two have kissed and made up,” Tommy said.