Page 33 of The Bosun

Next was Pen with a hug. “I’ll see you later.”

Leaving through the sliding door, I had no idea where I was supposed to find Remy. Since most of the places we’d been were in the back of the boat, I headed to the front. Something told me I’d find him there, and I wasn’t wrong.

Remy was shirtless in a pair of shorts that hung ridiculously low on his hips while he looked to be shining the railing. The way his muscles rippled with each movement had me hypnotized. My hands itched to get acquainted with each and every one of them.

He cleared his throat, breaking me out of my lustful thoughts and reminded me of what Ophelia had mentioned earlier. “Are you going to stand there and stare all night?”

I crossed my arms over my chest in anticipation of what he might say. “Perhaps. It depends on what your answer is when I ask you a very important question.”

He stopped what he was doing and stood facing me. “Okay, what do you want to ask me?”

I was surprised my voice was steady as I asked. “Did you spend last night with Ophelia?”

Stepping closer, he stopped with only a foot between us. “Not even close. If you’d like, you can ask the guys and the chef since he’s my roommate.”

“There’s no need. I believe you. I couldn’t in good conscience spend any more time with you if you were with her.” I had to ask even though I didn’t want the answer. “Have you slept with her?”

His eyes closed, and his face fell. I had my answer, but I wanted to hear it from his mouth.

“I have, but it wasn’t recent. It was on the first boat I worked on. I knew immediately it was a mistake and one I didn’t plan to repeat. O can’t seem to get the message no matter how many times I’ve told her it’s not going to happen again.”

“Maybe it’s because you’re so damn good.” And damn, did I want him to show me just how good he could be.

A lazy smirk crossed his sexy face. “I’d happily show you. Would you like a sample or full service?”

“Full service, please.”

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Slammingmy back against the wall, Remy’s lips continued to ravage every inch of my neck and jaw. “Fuck, you taste good. I want to dip my tongue between your legs and see if you taste as sweet.”

The thin fabric that covered my sex was drenched, and I couldn’t decide if I wanted him down on his knees before me or if I wanted him to fill me with his thick cock.

My fingers tugged on his hair, moving his mouth to mine. I bit on his bottom lip and tugged. Breaking away, I nibbled on his jaw as I spoke. “You need to do something before I combust.”

A sexy smirk broke across his face right before he gripped my shirt and, in one smooth move, tore it open. The buttons went flying in every direction. “We can’t have that, can we?” Slowly he started kissing down my neck and moved on to sucking on the tender flesh of one breast and then the other. Using his teeth, Remy pulled the red triangle of fabric to the side, so he could lave my nipple with his tongue.

His hot tongue, along with the cool breeze on my overly sensitive flesh, sent shivers down my spine. As his scorching mouth moved further south and met the fabric of my skirt, Remy kneeled and ducked underneath. His nose swept along the fabric of my swim bottoms once before he moved it aside, giving him unhindered access to my dripping core.

“Your smell is driving me wild,” he moaned out. “Now I’m going to sample your sweet pussy.”

The moment his soft, hot tongue met my folds, my back arched off the wall, and my knees nearly buckled. Bracing one hand against the wall and the other on his head, I bucked my hips up until his nose met my clit. “Yes,” I whimpered at the sensation.

It had been too long since my body had been touched this way. It wasn’t long before my toes started to curl, and my bundle of nerves started to pulse. “I’m close,” I breathed out. “Whatever you do, don’t stop.”

At that point, I didn’t care if someone came down to the back of the boat where we were and saw us. It wouldn’t matter as long as I got the release I was desperate for.

Plunging two fingers into my sleek heat, Remy began to suck on my lips and moved to my nub. With his lips and tongue doing devilish work sucking and then biting down, I exploded into a million pieces. Thousands of fireworks went off behind my eyelids, and tingles erupted underneath my skin. Particles of my being would forever be left in Spain after the way he brought me to release.

My back slumped against the wall, even with Remy’s hands on my hips to steady me as he stood.

With his hair a sexy mess from my fingers running through it and tugging on it, Remy licked his lips. “I knew you’d taste divine. I would happily stay between your legs if we had the time.” I hated we had to leave after tomorrow, but there was nothing I could do about it. I’d known from the first moment I saw him whatever we had would be fleeting. “I wish I had someplace to lay you down so I could properly ravage your body. I guess I’ll have to make do with what we have here.”

“You seem like a resourceful guy. Show me what you’re made of.” I pushed off the wall and draped one leg around his waist. Even after the amazing orgasm he’d just given me, I was hungry for more. I rubbed my core against the bulge in his swim trunks as I snaked my arms around his neck. “I want to feel you inside of me.”

“And I want to sink deep inside of you. Pull my dick out, Stella.” My name on his lips was the most delectable sound I’d ever heard. My pulse hummed at the command while my hands went to the drawstring of his trunks and untied it, keeping them riding low on his hips.

With one final slip of the string, Remy’s bottoms fell to his knees, and all I could do was stare. He was magnificent and bigger than big. Not only was he long, but he was thick with a vein that ran the length of his massive erection that had my mouth drooling. I wanted to lick and suck on the beast he kept hidden in his pants.

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