KILTED DESIRE 3 - New Blood (21 page)

   Raju also explained to Scott that they weren’t allowed to carry weapons on board. There was however, a stash of handguns that were kept in a safe in the bridge. They were for emergency purposes and only the captain had the authority to issue their use. Raju enjoyed talking to Scott, and had slowly stopped calling him sir. After a few days he became ‘Mr. Scott’, but that was about as informal as Raju got. He’d never had a passenger be so interested in talking to him before. Most passengers on the ship were more interested in taking advantage of all the facilities on board, rather than talking to the security staff. So, it had come as a pleasant surprise to Raju when Scott befriended him.

   They’d also become very close with Brandon and Shara, meeting them every night for dinner and drinks. A couple of times, Lauren had joined them too. She hadn’t found anyone her own age on the ship so had spent some time with them, as they were probably some of the youngest people on-board. The two couples and Lauren had teamed up for some quizzes that had been organized as well. They were held every afternoon in one of the bars and were popular amongst many passengers. The quizzes were for teams of up to six people, and the first time they did it, they were lucky enough to be joined by an Egyptian doctor, who happened to be quite good at trivia. Dr. Mahmoud, or Ali as he liked to be called, had been an American citizen for nearly 20 years and worked at a hospital in Phoenix. He was on vacation with his wife, but she was more interested in spending time at the ship’s spa than doing quizzes. He just happened to be sitting at the bar on his own, near their table. And, as they needed an extra person for the team, they asked him to join them. It proved to be a good decision as he knew most of the answers, helping them to win the quiz. The prize was only vouchers for free drinks but it was a fun way to pass the time. After their victory, they arranged to meet and team up for future quizzes, which they did, winning every one.

   On Saturday evening, the ship arrived at the port of Mazatlan in Mexico. It was already dark when they arrived so there wasn’t much to see. Passengers were told they could disembark on Sunday morning and spend the day in the city, or on the beach. They had to be back on-board by 6:00 p.m. though so the ship could be ready to leave. There were arranged ‘shore excursions’ too, that could be booked through ‘Yellow Star Lines’ but Scott and Tiffany hadn’t done that. In fact, hardly anyone that they’d spoken to on the ship had. It appeared that most passengers were either going to spend a day on the beach, or remain on the ship.

   On Sunday evening, at just after 7:00 p.m. the Pacific Dragon set off on the final leg of her journey. Scott and Tiffany had spent the day relaxing on the beach. They had been joined by Brandon and Shara, and once again, they had a great time. It was supposed to be a formal night on the ship, so Scott put on his black suit, the one he knew Tiffany liked. He’d worn his kilt a couple of times on the trip, but Scott liked to be outside on the decks as much as possible. And, due to the ship’s speed and the wind conditions, wearing a kilt was quite risky. Scott always wore his kilt as it was meant to be worn and he didn’t want to shock other passengers if he was caught by an unexpected gust. Tiffany was in black too, deciding to wear her favorite evening dress.

   After they’d finished their meal, they went out on the promenade deck for a walk around the ship. It was a beautiful warm evening. The view as they reached the front of the ship was stunning. The Mexican coastline was off to the right, or starboard side, while over to the port side, the sun was beginning to set. It was a gorgeous orange color as it began to appear like it was dropping into the water. Scott and Tiffany were at the furthest point forward that they could be. It wasn’t quite a ‘Titanic’ moment as it wasn’t possible to get all the way to the ship’s bow. Still, it was a stunning setting, so as Scott stood behind her, holding her tightly, they watched the sun slowly descend. He decided that this was as good a time as any, so he reached into his pocket for the engagement ring. He’d been carrying it with him for most of voyage, just waiting for the right moment, and this was it. He opened the box and removed the ring, then took her hand. And while still standing behind her, with their bodies close together, he slipped the ring onto her finger. There was a gentle warm breeze blowing in their faces, and the orange glow of the sun, was just about to disappear below the horizon.

   “I have a feeling I know the answer, but will yer marry me?” he asked just before he kissed her on the cheek.

   “Of course I will, but you already knew that. Thanks Scott it’s beautiful,” she replied gazing down at her finger.

   “I was hoping yer’d say that,” he teased, as he spun her around and kissed her passionately.

   “Mmmm you picked a perfect time. Kiss me again,” she said playfully.

The sun was now completely gone and the sky was dark, Scott held her close and kissed her, deeply.

   “I don’t want to go to the bar tonight Scott, I want to go back to the cabin,” she said after the kiss ended.

   “I was hoping yer’d say that too,” he replied as he took her hand.

   A few minutes later they were back inside, and on an elevator heading up. They were locked in another passionate embrace when the bell sounded to let them know they’d arrived on their deck. Soon they were
back in their cabin. When the door was shut behind them, Scott took her in his arms and pulled her close to him. He moved his mouth to the side of her neck.

   “I want yer Tiffany,” he whispered, his voice muffled against her soft skin.

She turned around and backed into him, reaching one arm up around his head. He placed his hand around her waist holding her gently, while he continued to kiss her neck. Scott slowly slid down the zip at the back of her dress, letting it fall on to the floor. She stepped out of it, just wearing her heels and black underwear.

   “Yer beautiful Tif
f,” he said as he stepped back and admired her, before removing his jacket and throwing it on to the floor. She moved in close to him and started to unbutton his shirt, one by one, she popped them open, revealing his ripped torso.

   “You’re a handsome man, Scott Maclaren. I can’t wait to be your wife,” she whispered as she helped him remove his shirt, before kicking off her own shoes.

   “Well, yer dinnae have tae wait very long lass,” he replied smiling, removing his shoes and undoing his belt. She helped with his belt and hurriedly undid his trousers, dropping them and leaving him standing in just a pair of white boxer-briefs. Scott quickly spun her around and stood behind her again, caressing her. She could feel how hard he was, as his body pressed against her lower back. He kissed and nibbled at the side of her neck again, as he undid her bra, before slowly sliding off her panties. She reached behind, sliding her hands inside his underwear and started to pull them down. She took him in her hand and started to stroke him slowly. Scott cupped her breasts and moved his mouth to her earlobe, gently nibbling at it as she continued to pleasure him. Then, Scott spun her around and lifted her up in his arms. She wrapped her legs around his waist, as he carried her to the bed, laying her down gently. Scott lay down on the bed next to her and pulled her on top of him. She sat astride him and placed her hands on his chest, as she maneuvered herself into position. He gripped her ass and pulled her down onto him, beginning to move inside her, rhythmically, matching the gentle rocking motion of the ship.

   “
Och, that’s guid’, he groaned, as she leant forward, tantalizingly lowering her breasts towards his face.

   His firm grip on her ass tightened even more, as he continued to thrust with increasing force and speed. Then, his hands moved up to her back, he leant forward and began to lick one of her nipples, before taking it completely in his mouth. He sucked it hard, as she continued to move her hips, matching his thrusts. He moved his mouth across to the other breast, quickly finding the nipple with his hot tongue. Still keeping her held in place with his strong arms, he began to massage her back and shoulders. Their sweat glistened bodies continued to writhe together as one, until she involuntarily arched her back, and started to moan. He began to thrust harder, deeper, while gripping her back and flicking his tongue quickly over her breasts. Her whole body stiffened, and she cried out in pleasure, lifting her arms up over head. He was close too, seeing her satisfied turned him on even more. As soon as she lowered her hands back onto his chest and raked her long nails over his muscled chest, Scott’s body tensed up and he let out a loud groan. She collapsed on top of him, and then rolled to his side.

   “I love you,” she said
softly, before kissing him on the cheek.

   “I
love yer too Tiff. We’ve got some great times tae look forward tae,” he replied, placing his hand gently on her stomach.

   “Yes, yes we do.”

Chapter 18

   The following morning they were both
awake early, it was Monday and it was their last full day at sea. After doing a workout together in the gym, Scott and Tiffany had a walk up to the top deck. It was another warm sunny day, so they had a swim in the pool before relaxing on the poolside loungers for a while. As the morning wore on, it started to cloud over a little, so they returned to the cabin. They were just deciding where to head for lunch when the captain made his daily announcement. He informed everyone that the ship’s navigation and communication systems were experiencing some technical problems, and that they were working to fix it. Until it was fixed they would be navigating manually, which he assured the passengers, wasn’t a problem.

   The captain also announced that there’d been many complaints that day about the lack of cell phone service. Apparently all cell service had been lost early that morning and the internet access was unavailable too. He apologized for the inconvenience and promised that things would be restored as soon as possible, before wishing everyone a good day.  Scott hadn’t noticed, but when he checked his phone, sure enough, there was no signal. He did however notice a text message that he hadn’t seen. It had come through to his phone at just after 5:00 a.m. that morning and was from Raju.

MR SCOTT, SORRY DIDNT GET CHANCE TO SAY GOODBYE. MR CHEN REPLACED ALL SECURITY STAFF IN MEXICO. WAS A SURPRISE BUT WE ALL GOT PAID AND GOT FLIGHTS HOME. HAVE A

   That was it, Scott checked his phone but there were no other messages. If Raju had sent anything else then it hadn’t come through.

   “Look at this Tiff,” he said handing the phone to Tiffany.

   “Okay, so they changed the security staff. They change staff on these ships all of the time,” she answered, after checking the message. She then checked her own phone. There was no signal on that either.

   “Yer dinnae think it’s str
ange? The security guards are changed. Then the ship loses all contact with the shore!”

   “You worry too much Scott, just relax.”

   “Aye, yer probably reet.”

   “Yes, I am. You’re on vacation Scott, let’s go and eat,” she said as she took his hand.

   After lunch Tiffany was feeling a little tired, so they went back to the room so she could lie down. Scott lay on the bed, and she lay snuggled up next to him, resting her head on his chest.
He stroked her hair as she relaxed, and soon, she was asleep. After a few minutes, she turned over and faced away from him. He moved up behind her, spooning her for a while. Scott wasn’t tired though, so didn’t stay there long. She seemed to be sleeping soundly and he didn’t want to wake her.

   Scott quietly left the room and went up to the top deck for a walk. The sun was shining brightly again, although there were still a few clouds around. There were lots of people around the pool, and everyone seemed to be carrying on as normal. There didn’t appear to be too much concern over the captain’s announcement. So, he sat down by the pool and relaxed for a while. After half an hour or so, he started to make his way back down to the cabin. He didn’t expect Tiffany to sleep for long, plus they had the afternoon quiz to attend.

   On his way back down, he stopped at the bridge viewing area, which he’d done many times before. The door was shut though, although there was no sign to say it was closed. Scott tried the door, but it appeared to be locked. He tried it again, it was definitely locked. He turned around and walked away. It was only a couple of floors down to their cabin so he took the stairs. As he was walking down, he saw three men in uniform who were ascending the stairs. The men all appeared to be of Middle Eastern descent, and Scott thought they looked like they were wearing security uniforms. As they got closer to him, Scott said ‘hello’. None of them answered him, or even acknowledged him as they passed by. He thought it was strange, but what concerned him the most, was that he thought one of them was wearing a name badge that said ‘Raju’.

  
Lots of things were running through Scott’s mind, but he was determined to enjoy his last day of vacation. He knew he tended to over-analyze situations due to his past. Plus, the men may not have spoken English, and he could have easily been mistaken about the name badge. They had passed by him rather quickly and his eyes weren’t as good as they used to be, he thought.