Oil Rig

My cock throbs in approval.

I take a breath of relief, feeling the tightness melt away as we gaze into each other’s eyes.

“You must be hungry,” I say.

She nods. “A little bit. I had a few energy bars on the boat to keep me from starving, but I would love something to eat if you don’t mind.”

“Not at all. Come. I’ll give you a tour of the rig, we’ll get a bite to eat, and then I’ll show you your bed.”

“Oh,” she says with a start. “So, I’ll be sleeping here?”

Not if I can help it.

I want her in bed, but I don’t want her sleeping. I want her screaming out in pleasure as I plunge my cock deep inside her warm little cunt.

And if things go as planned, that’s exactly what’s going to be happening tonight.

Then she’ll see…

That she belongs here.

That she belongs to me.

And that there’s no better place in the world than in my big protective arms.

Chapter Four

Janice

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Shane is explaining how the huge machine on the rig works, but I’m barely paying attention to the words coming out of his mouth and instead I’m paying attention to him.

He’s so sexy. I’m not normally attracted to the big burly manly type, but there’s something about him that’s drawing me in. I can’t take my eyes off him.

The rough wind keeps taking his t-shirt and swirling it up, revealing tight chiseled abs and hard back muscles from all the manual labor this man has done over the years.

He’s so big and looks so strong. I can imagine him grabbing one of those big drills and wrestling it into submission as hot oil sprays all over his clenched muscles. Man, I’d like to see that.

“Janice?”

I jerk my head back, knocking me out of the trance he’s got me in.

“What?”

He smiles and my legs nearly buckle. “I asked are you hungry or do you want to see the rest of the rig?”

“Oh.” I clear my throat. “I’d like to see more.”

He turns and points up at the platform above us, saying something, but I’m only focused on the way his sleeve is sliding down his arm, showing off his big round tricep.

It’s getting me all tingly inside and filling me with an unexpected warmth.

My friends would disown me if they knew the thoughts I was feeling for an oil man. Someone like Shane would not be welcome in the Marine Protectors.

But I don’t know…

There’s something impressive about him. Who the hell buys an old broken-down oil rig in the middle of the South China Sea and turns it into a thriving business?

“Let’s climb onto platform ten,” he says as he looks at me. “You’ll never see a better view in your life.”

I’m not sure about that. Shane standing here, the wind in his hair, sexy possessive look in his brown eyes… It doesn’t get better than this.

He’s got a strong jawline, nice lips, a perfect nose, but it’s his eyes that hold all the power. I find them mesmerizing every time they land on me. Like they’re claiming ownership on me and I want to let them.

“After you,” he says when we walk to the ladder.

I know he’s just trying to get a good, up-close view of my ass, but I don’t mind. I want him to gawk at me a little bit.

“Thank you,” I say to him with a flirty smile before I grab the ladder and start climbing up.

He follows, staying nice and close. I can feel his heated eyes on me, so I sway my ass a little with each step, hoping he likes the view.

I never do anything like this. It’s so not me.

I’ve had guys try to get with me over the years, and several while I was staying with the Marine Protectors, but I’ve never bitten. I’ve never done a thing.

Not even a kiss.

“Whoa!” one of the roughnecks says with a low whistle when I climb onto the platform. “What do we have here?”

There are four guys up here, doing something with the machinery, but all four of them turn and shamelessly stare at me as I stand up.

“Is my bonus here already?” the creepy guy with the mullet says as he runs his dirty thumb over his lips. I shiver as he looks me up and down with those sleazy eyes.

Shane growls as his head pops up on the ladder. He glares at the man as he grabs the rail with strong clenched hands and hoists himself up.

“Oh, Mr. Phillips!” he says, backing away with a look of terror on his face. He fucked up and he knows it. You never flirt with the boss’ girl, especially if your boss is a man like Shane. “I didn’t see you there, sir. How are you today?”

He looks like he’s going to be sick as Shane charges over and gets right into his face. The man is muscular as well, they all are around here, but he’s shorter than Shane and looks like he could get crushed with only a fierce look from the true alpha of this rig.