Page 32 of Not that Sea-Rious
Her eyes widened, and she cried out with the new divine pressure.His mouth crashed against hers.The passion of the kiss made her toes curl as he hugged her and rolled the two of them.
Keeping himself buried inside her, in a swift movement, Marissa found herself on her back, flipped with Beau between her legs and atop her.Pinned by his weight, she could do nothing but enjoy what came next.
He broke the kiss and grinned.“My turn,” he all but growled.
The first inward thrust stole her breath and shoved her off the cliff.She plummeted into the depths of an orgasmic eruption while Beau plowed her hard and fast.Her muscles clenched and released around him and throughout her body as she quaked.
Her eyes couldn’t focus, and her chest heaved as she struggled to breathe.Ecstasy swallowed her, and she turned into a puddle beneath him.Effectively boneless, she whimpered as he somehow grew thicker and longer within her—stretching her to the limits and prolonging her orgasm.The pain was slight but exquisite.She was no virgin, but no one fucked her to the gates of heaven like he did.
With a thunderous, feral roar against her ear, Beau went rigid against her.His full weight pressed down on her, and he pulsed inside her.As he jerked, she twitched.The end of her release was the beginning of his.Subtle and delightful aftershocks rocked her.The pleasure of the moment seemed never-ending, and she’d ride that wave for as long as it lasted.
Tucked against Beau, Marissa rested her head on his chest.As they caught their breath, she listened to his heart returning to a normal rhythm.The goofy grin he often inspired had returned to her face.She was sore and sated.This man knew what he was doing, and she was here for it.
With his arm wrapped around her, holding her close, Beau sighed.“Uh, I’m not sure how to ask this without it being awkward, so I’m just going to go for it.”
“That’s always the best way to start a conversation,” she retorted through a snicker.
“Well, I figured you’d be in an excellent mood after sex.Therefore, it’s as good a time as any to bring this up.”
She snickered as she turned and kissed at his side.
“Tomorrow, in Cozumel, I’ve booked an excursion.”
“Fun,” Marissa whispered between pecks.What was awkward about that?
He inhaled audibly.“My ex was supposed to be with me on this trip.”
She stiffened.Oh.There it was.She paused her kisses.Of course, the god of the bedroom wasn’t actually free.He may have said “ex,” but the timing seemed rather convenient.
The woman was probably a world-renowned doctor who saved kids dying from cancer who was called away and couldn’t take the trip because of a work emergency.She was most likely the sweetest person on Earth, and here Marissa was fucking her boyfriend.Ugh.
“We broke up right before the cruise, so I couldn’t cancel, which is why I’m here alone in this fabulous suite of a room.Unfortunately, I set up a few things for the two of us to do.Obviously, she’s not here, and I reiterate, we are broken up—never getting back together.”His words were fast, disorganized, and obviously not well rehearsed.He sounded panicked.
“Okay,” she said, trying to stuff down the icky feeling growing in her chest.She wanted to believe him.His explanation definitely wasn’t well thought out.He could’ve gone with a thousand other excuses.This one was just messy.
“Anyway.I’m supposed to swim with dolphins tomorrow, and I don’t have a plus-one.Would you want to do it with me?”
Beau’s arm slid off her as she pushed away.She sat up and pulled the sheet around her chest, covering her body instinctively.Marissa chewed on her bottom lip as she considered the situation.
Having known the man all of two days, she couldn’t realistically claim any sort of expertise on his character.However, she did usually trust her gut, and it told her he wasn’t a liar.Granted, most of their time together involved alcohol and a lack of sobriety, so could she really trust her intuition on this one?
She was post-orgasm and still tipsy.It definitely wasn’t ideal for her to be considering things as heavy as this.
To be fair, he didn’t have to be honest with her.He could’ve never told her about his ex or not ex.Any other excuse about why he had an extra ticket or whatever for this dolphin experience would’ve sounded a hell of a lot better than this.Instead, he chose the worst possible scenario.Who would do that if they weren’t telling the truth?Surely, if he was a cheating bastard, he would have a better story concocted.This one sucked.
“I know.”He sighed as he joined her in a seated position.“It sounds awful.”
“Not gonna lie.It’s not the best information to learn right after fucking.”
He scratched the back of his head.“I’ve never been good with timing.”
Pursing her lips, she looked away and out of the slit in the drapes to the ocean beyond the window.Leave it to Marissa to stumble upon, and sleep with, a guy on the ship who might not actually be available.
The best-case scenario—she was a rebound lay.
But… then again… why was that a bad thing?
She was on vacation.He lived in Florida, and she was from New Jersey.It wasn’t like there was much in the way of potential for anything once they got off the ship.Who cared if he was with someone a few days ago and now wasn’t or if he would be with anyone the second he got off the boat?That wasn’t any of her business.She wasn’t in a relationship.
