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Chapter 10

Tommy

I’d basically avoided everyone for the rest of the day. I had business to take care of, and it gave me a good excuse for some alone time. But I couldn’t focus on paperwork. I was having a major mind debate about Dani. I had no real idea why the hell I’d accused her of setting this up. Maybe I just wanted it to be true. Maybe I had just been hoping that she’d still been thinking about me all this time. Or maybe it had been a means of defense. My idiot friend had brought up the twins in front of her, and it bothered me. Not that it mattered, since my extremely helpful grandmother seemed to have been filling Dani in on the tawdry details of my life. I hated that Dani knew.

It was late afternoon. We were anchored off Barbados for the day, and Robert had taken Max and the women to shore in the single motor power boat for some shopping. They hadn’t returned yet.

I headed to the refrigerator for a beer. I leaned in to grab a cold one, and as I straightened Dani walked in. We both blinked at each other like animals caught in headlights.

I was the first to find my tongue. “Dani, I didn’t mean it. I know you didn’t plan any of this, and I’m happy for you. I’m glad you found someone to spend your life with.”

She nodded. It was rare for Dani not to speak. She walked past me to the refrigerator and reached in for a beer. And that was when it happened. I watched as she leaned into the fridge, still the long, sinewy beauty she’d always been and still that girl who I’d always thought had more life and spirit than any other person in the world. Still that girl, who, frankly, had always kept me up at night. She closed the refrigerator and walked past me.

I lunged for her, grabbed her arm and spun her to face me. The beer can dropped to the floor and rolled away. “I’m a fucking liar. I’m not glad you found someone. I’m jealous as fucking hell of the asshole.” I pulled her to me, and my mouth came down hard over hers.

Dani was stiff at first but then her body softened in my arms. She reached up and curled her hand around my neck to hold my mouth over hers. My tongue slid over her lips and across her tongue, but it wasn’t enough. I needed more. I slid my hands beneath her shirt and smoothed my palms over her skin. She mewled softly against my mouth.

I lifted my mouth reluctantly from hers. She stared up at me with glossy blue eyes, a pink blush now coloring her cheeks and lips.

“Hell, Dani, I just realized I’ve been thinking about this kiss for seven years.”

The brief interlude from the kiss seemed to have snapped her back to reality. She stiffened and pushed her hands against my chest. I released her.

“No, no this can’t be. We can’t kiss.”

“Uh, think that ship sailed already.”

She shook her head. “Stop teasing, Tommy. Stop. I’m engaged and you’re—”

“I’m what? Your stepbrother.”

Her shoulders dropped in disappointment. “Shit, that hadn’t even crossed my mind. I must really be warped. No, I can’t. This is wrong. You are wrong. You break hearts and—” she waved her hand around as if people were standing in the room with us. “You know, the whole damn parade thing. I don’t want to be part of a parade. And Axel, he’s at home waiting—” She spun around and flew out of the room.

I walked out on deck to clear my head. I had no idea what had just happened. It seemed that all these years, I’d been fucking every girl I met, avoiding anything serious, because the one girl I’d only ever wanted was out of reach. It was entirely possible that I was blaming Nana for trying to throw us together only because I wanted it to be so. I wanted Nana’s permission to have something I’d always wanted. Something I now craved more than any lucrative real estate deal, any fast car or high-dollar hooker. I wanted Dani, all of her, heart . . . and soul . . . and quirky, dry wit. With all the girls I’d been with, I’d never met anyone like her. She could make me laugh and question my own character flaws, of which I seemed to have many. And now I’d laid myself bare to her. For some stupid reason, which was probably due to my character flaw of being self-centered, I’d convinced myself that Dani had felt the same way. Stupid, stupid me.

Chapter 11

Dani

My crappy, cheap cell phone was, of course, useless out on the water, and I knew Axel would never take the time to email me. We’d had no contact since I left. Up until now, I sadly hadn’t felt much like calling him. But Tommy’s kiss had my head and heart in a hurricane of turmoil. My thoughts were darting all over the damn place, and I wanted them to stop. A quick conversation with Axel and the chaos in my mind would end. I’d be reminded that I loved the man who had given me the ring.

The ship to shore phone was in the pilot house. Since we were still anchored and waiting for the party to get back from shore, the captain was polite enough to step out and take his dinner early so I could make my call in private.

Axel’s cell phone rang twice, and I was sure it would go to voicemail. But he picked up. “Hey, baby!” There was a clamor of voices and laughter in the background, and I could barely hear him.

“Hey, Axel, I had a second, so I thought I’d call and see how you were doing.”

“Yeah, good, baby. I’m good,” he had to yell over the noise. “What’s up?”

“I just missed you and—” A girl’s voice came through the phone. “Come on, Axel, let’s dance”.

“Who was that? And where are you?”

“The guys and I are at a club, hanging out. You know, unwinding before our studio session tomorrow. Listen, baby, it’s just too loud in here. Why don’t you call me another time.”

“Yeah, fine. See you soon,” I said quietly and hung up. I stood there in the pilot house for a long time staring out at the bright blue sea as it stretched on forever. Axel had always wanted this stardom, and he was embracing it with his whole heart, a heart that suddenly had no more room for me, his fiancé.

My mood was dark as I plodded back toward the infirmary. It had been a good six hours since Crystal, my perpetual patient, had last injured herself, and it seemed she was overdue. I was certain she’d return from shopping with a paper cut or fatigue. I’d just sit and wait for their return.

But as I reached the door to the infirmary, I stopped. The entire scene in the galley kitchen dashed around my head for the hundredth time.  At first, I’d shrugged off the kiss as a bizarre moment in time. I’d, after all, been the only pair of female lips onboard the Sea Queen at the time. And from the snippets of information Nana had been feeding me, it was fairly evident, even to someone without a psych degree, that Tommy had a strong affinity, possibly even an addiction, to sex. As I fled from the kitchen, I’d convinced myself that his declaration of being jealous of Axel had just been pure bull. Why the hell would he care at all what was happening in my life? And yet, my feet turned, and I headed down the narrow corridor that would take me to the master suite. Damn him for stirring up things that didn’t need stirring. I was already mixing shit in my life up on my own, without his help.

I knocked sharply on the dark mahogany door. Footsteps came across the bedroom floor, and the door swung open. He had no shirt, and his shorts were slung low on his slim hips. I hadn’t noticed the tattoo design that started right next to concave muscle near his hip. It disappeared beneath the loose waistband of his shorts. As much money as he was worth, he had this dangerous quality about him that made him look as if he was more suited to a dark, sketchy biker bar at the end of some rough town. That might just have been the thing I’d always found so damn attractive about him.

I stepped into the room and snapped the door shut behind me. “You’ve never liked me. You used to tell me I was just an annoying, skinny little splinter, like the kind that gets caught under your thumbnail. Your exact words. Well, almost exact. Not completely sure because it’s been seven fucking years.” I continued on my rant and gave him a little shove for good measure. Unfortunately, it was like pushing on a brick wall. “Don’t tell me you’d been waiting for that kiss, because you’ve had seven fucking years to come find me and kiss me.” I stared at him. He seemed to be waiting to see if I was finished. Which I was.

“I called you an annoying, little splinter because it was my way of masking my real feelings. I’d been growing up in a stately mansion that was just one step above a fucking mausoleum, dull, cold and hard, like its facade. Then you walked through that front door with your loud sandals that slapped the marble floors with a spunk that I fucking loved. It was like music, hearing those sandals, and your laugh, and those stupid ass jokes you liked to tell. You were the best thing to walk into my life, but at the same time, you were considered a sibling. I was a teenager with a hard-on that never subsided, and suddenly, I had a new stepsister who would wear these tiny little midriff tops and who would innocently lean against me during a scary movie with absolutely no clue of the effect she was having on me.”

I blinked up at him, my heart breaking with each word. When he stopped, we stood in silence, a heated silence. “You liked my sandals?” I asked in a wavering voice.

“Still think about those funny, noisy sandals every damn day.” He pulled me into his arms and kissed me in a way that truly made me believe that he’d been thinking about it for years. His mouth was still on mine when he lifted me up into his arms and turned toward the bed.  He stopped and gazed at me through black lashes. “Is this all right, Dani? Because if I start, I’m not going to be able to stop. There’s no fucking way I’ll be able to stop.”

I pressed my hand against his face and kissed his mouth. “I don’t want you to stop, Tommy.”

Chapter 12

Dani

It was all a little surreal. I hovered between being slightly terrified and completely thrilled. Tommy gazed down at me as he lowered me onto his bed. Everything about him was familiar, and yet, in this capacity, a man about to take me naked and willing in his arms, he was a complete stranger, a stranger that had awakened a longing I’d never felt before.

I felt awkward and clumsy like the skinny, lanky teen I’d been seven years ago, a time that seemed so long in the past now. We’d both changed and grown up, and yet, in many ways, we were still the same.

My lips were tender from his urgent flurry of kisses. I rested my head back on the pillow. He ran his thumb over my swollen bottom lip. “I guess after waiting seven years for a kiss, I got a little carried away.” He began unbuttoning my blouse. As his long lashes dropped down to follow his gaze as it drifted over my body, he stirred up so many emotions. I thought about him as a handsome, charismatic teenager, falling asleep on the couch with his motocross magazine on his chest.

“Do you still ride?” The question, of course, was in sharp contrast to the current situation, but a case of nerves had come over me.

A quiet laugh hummed from his throat. “I try to get out to the track occasionally, but work just always gets in my way.” He’d opened every button, but he hadn’t parted the two panels. My question and obvious case of nerves gave him some pause.

“Dani, I want this. I want you.” His next laugh had a touch of nervousness too, which put me more at ease. I didn’t need the super-confident Tommy right now. I needed the humble, down to earth guy, who would occasionally show his emotions to me. “It could just be, you know, some fun on a vacation. You’re in a relationship, and I’m not looking for anything more than—”

“A fuck?”

He smiled faintly.

“Still the same, Tommy.”

“Guilty as charged.”

My mind shifted back to the shitty phone call with Axel. He was quite obviously having
fun
without me. I’d been questioning so much about our relationship. It felt as if he and his guys were having the times of their lives. At the same time, for me, the good times were slipping away.

It was Tommy, and it came with no strings. Two of my closest friends had gone the whole ‘no strings’ route and both had bragged that they were having the best sex of their lives. Everything about Tommy had me feeling as if I was alive again. Just having him gaze down at my fully clothed body made warm moisture pool between my legs.

I peered up at him, and it looked as if he was about to lose his nerve. Then I parted the sides of my shirt. “I don’t just want sex, Tommy. You promised fun, and that’s what I want. No strings, vacation fun. Nana talks about your sexual exploits almost like a parent would brag about their kid getting a college degree. So don’t disappoint.”

A smile kicked up on the side of his mouth. “I always pegged you for a wild one, Twiggy. And you just gave me an idea. But first, a preview of the fun.” He curled his finger around the top of my bra and pulled it down to expose my breast. My nipple tightened as he rubbed it with his thumb. “Give me the next twenty-four hours. And one rule— the word ‘no’ is not allowed. So, now’s the time to back out if you want. Or you can stay. Do you trust me, Dani?”

“Not a lick. But let’s do this. Only one question— what about your accident prone friend? I have to be on-call for her.”

“Nope. I’m giving you a day off tomorrow, so unless there’s a major injury or illness, everyone is on their own. They have a shopping excursion planned. I’ll give Crystal my credit card. That’ll keep her busy and happy and out of the infirmary.”

He stood and walked to his closet and pulled out a tie.

I propped up on my elbow. “Are you planning to put on a suit and tie for this occasion? Cuz, I’m not all that into formal dress.”

“Nope. The tie is for you.” He walked over. “Stand up, baby. The fun is just about to begin.”

I hesitated, but only for a second. I’d started this, and as nervous as I was, I was ready. I put my feet on the ground and stood in front of him. The warmth from his hard body surrounded me. He lifted my chin with his fingers and stared down at my lips as if they were edible. He kissed me and finished the kiss by trailing his tongue across my tender bottom lip. He leaned close enough that his warm breath tickled my skin. “Remember . . . the word ‘no’ does not exist.”

“That’s sort of a double negative,” I said lamely. My nerves hadn’t subsided yet. At the same time, I’d never felt so damn excited.

Tommy dropped the tie over his shoulder and pushed the shirt off my shoulders. It fell to the floor. His hands smoothed down my belly to the button on my shorts. That light, short stroke of his fingers sent a tremble through me. He held back a smile knowing damn well that he’d caused it. My shorts pooled at my feet. I pushed off my sandals and stepped out of the shorts. I was standing in front of him in just my panties and bra.

His expression turned serious now. “Damn, baby, this body— I don’t think I’ve stopped having an erection since the first second I saw you on this boat.” His eyes darkened as he took in every inch of me with his hungry gaze. His dirty words and the intense way he was looking at me made my pussy tingle wildly, as if he’d already touched me there. A warm blush covered my skin, and I wanted him to touch me. He was practically bringing me to an orgasm just gazing at me.

“Turn around.” It was a subtle command, but my body trembled at the notion of him taking control. And, as someone who always had to be strong and in control on the job and in life, for that matter, it felt good to relinquish that responsibility.

Tommy stepped just close enough behind me that I could feel the fabric of his shirt whisper across my naked back. He reached around with the necktie and used it to blindfold me. I opened my mouth to say something, but he stopped me with a hand on my shoulder.

“Remember my one rule, baby.” His voice was low and seductive in my ear. I hadn’t expected it, but hearing him call me baby was stirring up another level of emotion that I felt deep in my chest.

I was standing in his room with my eyes covered and wearing only my bra and panties. He slid the strap of my bra down off my shoulder exposing my breast. He reached around and cupped it with his hand.

“I’m going to be dreaming about this lacy bra. It stays on, for now.” With his free hand, he pushed my panties down. Suddenly, I felt deliciously vulnerable, nearly naked and blindfolded in front of him.

“Aren’t you going to undress?” I asked.

“Not now. I’m going to spend some time exploring the naked goddess standing in front of me.” His mouth pressed against my shoulder. I pulled in a breath as his kisses continued down the center of my back to the bare cheek of my ass. His tongue drew erotic circles on my ass. Then his arms reached around and his hands smoothed over my belly to my pussy. He pushed a finger through the folds to the slick moisture pooling between my legs.

He growled with satisfaction. “This sweet nectar has my cock aching for a taste. You’re like a fucking elixir, baby, and I’m going to lap up this honey until you come hard against my mouth.”

A tiny sound, a sound of desire I’d never heard before, rolled up from my throat. His fingers massaged my clit and teased more liquid from my pussy.

“Fuck, that’s it. I have to put my mouth on you.” His tone had grown sharp and urgent. He pulled my hand toward the bed, so that I could feel the mattress in front of me. “Hands and knees, baby, now.”

I felt along and climbed up on the bed. As I did, he moved so quietly, in my necktie induced darkness, I had no idea where he was. I knelt there for a few tense second on my hands and knees, my pussy completely exposed and the only sound coming from my beating pulse and the sounds of the ocean outside the cabin window.

Then his deep voice rolled up and over my naked ass and back. “Fucking beautiful. I should take a picture.”

“Don’t you dare.” I sat back on my knees.

“What’s the rule, baby?”

I paused. “’No’ is not allowed. I didn’t say ‘no’. I said ‘don’t you dare’.”

“Same damn thing. Still, it would be too distracting having a picture of your beautiful pussy on my phone. I’d never get anything done.” Unexpectedly, a stinging slap hit my ass. I gasped. “That’s for telling me ‘don’t you dare’. Cuz, trust me, darlin’, when it comes to fucking, I dare. There is nothing off limits as long as the outcome is you screaming out my name.” He spanked me again. I bit my lip at the stinging and, yet, not unpleasant sensation his strong hand left behind.

I felt the mattress move beneath my knees, and I sensed he was positioning himself behind me. His hands gripped my knees, and he spread them wider. I was so exposed. I had no idea what to expect, and I couldn’t have been more turned on.

His mouth returned to the bare cheeks of my ass. He bit the flesh lightly as his fingers returned to my pussy. The tender bites turned into long strokes with his tongue. When his mouth moved closer to the tight puckered hole between my ass cheeks, I tensed and pulled away from him. He reached up and took firm hold of my hips and wrenched my ass back toward him so it jutted up high and exposed every intimate part of me.

“Pulling away is also the same as ‘no’. So pulling away is not allowed.” He spanked me again.

“Don’t know if I deserved that. You didn’t make yourself clear.”

“No?” He spanked me again. “Is that clear?”

“Yes. That’s clear.” I thought I’d hid the waver in my voice.

The stinging slaps were replaced by tender kisses that felt cool and soothing on my stinging flesh. The contrast made me nearly collapse onto the mattress. He was a fucking magician. He’d turned a semi-painful spanking into a comforting sweet caress with his talented mouth. His tongue swept into the crack of my ass again, and this time I didn’t pull away. I found myself instinctively pushing toward the pressure of his tongue.

“That’s it, baby. You’ve never explored ass play before?”

“No.” My voice sounded distant, almost delirious.

“An ass virgin, very fucking nice. Tonight is for you, baby.”

His fingers reached under to cup my pussy and push it even higher. His thumb flicked over my clit as his fingers, first two, then three, slid into my wet pussy. I released a groan of pleasure as his fingers filled me. Then with the moisture he gathered on his finger, he moved up to my anus. His mouth pressed firmly against my wet, swollen pussy and his tongue filled me. His finger pushed into my ass, and I tightened against the pressure.

He was persistent, continuing to push in his finger. Slowly, as I relaxed, I found myself pushing against his invasion. He filled every intimate space, and all I could think was I wanted even more. I rocked against his assault as his tongue dove into me and his finger pushed deeper inside. Then, as if all the pressure building from his hands, tongue and mouth had come together for one final mind-blowing act, my body reached that edge of delirium.

“Come for me, baby. Do you fucking hear me? I need you to come.”

His strong demanding tone kicked me over the cliff, and I splintered into a million shuddering pieces as my pussy clenched around his tongue and hand. I could no longer support myself on shaky arms. He sensed it and grabbed hold of me before I collapsed to the bed.

Tommy pulled me into his arms and sat up against the headboard. Still blindfolded and still reeling from the orgasm, I curled myself against his chest and allowed myself the luxury of being held in his strong arms. He was so solid, so real, so purely masculine that every inch of my skin was covered in gooseflesh just thinking about the power of the man holding me.

Tommy reached up and took off the necktie. I squinted into the bright room. My head was still light, as if it might just float off and away from my body. “Aren’t you going to undress?” I asked, feeling just a tiny bit greedy.

“Not tonight. Tomorrow. Remember, you gave me the day, and I’m going to take every second of it. Besides, I heard the others come in a few minutes ago.”

I nearly fell off his lap. “Oh shit, Crystal—”

“Relax, I locked the door. I think they went straight into the dining room, so you can make a clean getaway. Well, not exactly clean. Your lingering scent and the memory of your sweet pussy coming against my mouth are going to leave me wanting you all fucking night.”

I felt a warm blush cover my skin.

“And so is that blush.” He kissed my forehead.