Page 12 of Objection

Kaos laughed quietly. “I will never fire you. Do you regret last night?”

“Not at all. Last night was amazing.”

“Good . . . because I want to do it again.”

And we did. His fingers made me cum quickly and efficiently before he lay me on my back and spread my legs, using his tongue and lips to send me into my second climax of the morning. By the time I was on my knees as he entered me from behind, any doubts or anxiety I felt about us had completely dissolved and been replaced with desire for him.

Kaos

Serenity sported a syrupy smile as we waited to get on the boat. I held her in front of me by her waist so I could keep my eyes on her. She’d been shifty all morning as she processed how things had changed between us. One minute it seemed she was at peace with the progress we were making, and the next, she was unsure. I was cool with that and knew the only way to make her feel safe with this, with us, was to remain consistent and make sure she understood I was sincere.

“I had no idea you were so affectionate,” Serenity admitted, wrapping my arms around her completely.

“Do you like it?”

“I love having your hands on me.”

I lowered myself to her ear and muttered, “Good,” before kissing it and vowing to keep my hands on her as much as I could.

“Do you believe in love languages?”

“Yeah, but I don’t think they are limited to that small list. If I had to choose from it, I’d say my love language is physical touch.”

“I can see that,” she said with a giggle. “Well feel. Mine is touch too, but I also like gifts. How else do you feel loved?”

“Truth? I care less about feeling loved and more about being respected. Trusted. If a woman trusts me, respects me, and represents me well,thatmakes me feel loved. To that I would add when she’s sincere and we have chemistry. The more compatible I am with a woman, the easier it feels to love each other. Love is just a foundation to the things that matter to me more, but I know love means more to the average woman than respect.”

“I get that, and I agree. I’ve been with men whom I loved and got disrespected. Now, I understand respect means more to a man than love, so if he ever does something that disrespects me, I know he doesn’t truly care about or love me. Love is a foundation. Friendship too. I feel loved when a man is a true partner. When he puts forth effort and provides security in my place in his life and heart and stability for mine.”

Turning her in my arms, I took advantage of her hair being up in a bun and looked over her beautiful face.

“I can offer you that. I take pride in being able to make a woman feel served, protected, provided for, and secure.”

“In exchange, I want to serve you too. Be your partner. Add a softness and submission to your life that influences you to be and have better.”

I brushed my nose against hers before kissing her tenderly. I wasn’t sure how long this confidence in us would last within her, but I planned to take full advantage.

When we got on the boat, we had a couple of drinks as we talked and got to know each other a little more. We discussedour pasts, hobbies, and interests. We also talked about our future desires and goals.

After that, we swam and went snorkeling, and seeing her so happy and at peace in the water made me even more glad I could create this moment for her. I wanted to do this, to see that smile on her face and hear the lightness in her voice, for the rest of my life. I wanted to be in her possession and at her disposal until I took my last breath. The happier she was today, the happier it made me.

Once we got back on the boat, we prepared for the barbecue the chefs would grill by eating small appetizers. She thought it was so funny and cute that I’d found a cruise that offered barbecue since I knew that was her favorite thing to eat. We marveled at the Volcano of Santorini at Nea Kameni Island and indulged in the food and white wine from the open bar. By the time we made it to the last destination of the trip, Port of Vlychada, she was slightly tipsy and relaxed. Her arm was wrapped around mine as we took in the beautiful view.

“I can’t believe this is my view. This is my experience,” she confessed. “Thank you, Kaos. I know I keep saying it, but I’ll never forget this.”

“You’re welcome, princess. Stick with me, and I’ll show you the world. I’ll give it to you too.”

Her arms wrapped around me, and she stepped on the tips of her toes for a kiss. We’d only be here for ten minutes, so we snapped a few pictures of the beach and each other before taking a few together. On the way back to our starting destination, Serenity held my hand and rested her head on my shoulder. I relaxed in my seat and placed my hand on her thigh. Tristan was going to trip when I told him about this shit.

Serenity

The Next Day

From the living room of our villa, we had the most beautiful view of the ocean. While I looked at it in awe, tears slipped down my cheeks. Being near water made me feel happy and at peace—closer to God. That was the biggest perk of moving to Rose Valley Hills. The beach back home reminded me of one of my favorite beaches in California. But this? This view was otherworldly. It made me never want to go back home. Last night, Kaos asked me what other islands and oceans I wanted to see during this lifetime, and as I shared with him my list, I wondered if this could be my life. Traveling where I wanted, doing what I wanted, receiving what I wanted.

I checked the time difference. It was eleven in the morning in Greece and seven in the evening back home. I decided to call my mom to get her input before me and Kaos started our day. After breakfast, we decided to rest and take it easy since we’d be leaving tomorrow.

“Hello?” she answered, and I smiled at the sound of her voice. I missed her terribly and wished I could see her more. We talked at least four times a week, but nothing could compare to being in her presence. Things were so off with me, my dad, and my sister, that me and my mother’s relationship suffered because of it. Though she was fair and told them they shouldn’t hold the move against me, it didn’t seem to matter. She didn’t let our issues come between us, and I appreciated that.

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