Page 37 of Guarding Our Love
“I’m glad you are enjoying it,” I teased.
“Mm. It’s so good.” She wiped her mouth before taking another swig of her wine.
She returned to eating her food, and I couldn’t help but watch her eat. Sloan was the epitome of sexy, in my opinion. I was fascinated by the simplest things when it came to her. My dick got hard each time she wrapped her full lips around the fork. My heart fluttered every time she looked at me, and my heart never did that for anyone but her.
“How are you feeling with everything going on?” I wanted to see where her head was at. I knew I had asked her before, but people’s feelings could change day by day. I wanted to make sure I wasn’t wasting my time with her.
“Honestly, I feel good. I know it was the right choice, and I don’t regret it. I know the other day I said I was scared of what was next, but I’m ready for whatever it is.” She looked me straight in the eyes as she talked.
I wasn’t sure, but I felt like she meant wherever things were headed with us.
“I understand. You are going to be fine, and you will find the happiness you deserve. I mean, you don’t have to look any further, but you get it.” I chuckled, but I was serious.
“Is that right?”
“Yes, Sloan. Let’s lighten up the vibes, though. We are supposed to be relaxing. What the future holds will be there when we get off this boat.”
“You are right. I just noticed we were moving.”
We departed from the dock right after the chef and his team left, but Sloan was so busy enjoying the food that she didn’t pay attention. The water was calm, so we barely felt the boat moving.
“Yeah, we’re just going out a little further. I wanted as much privacy with you as possible. I’m going to put these plates away so we can chill. There’s a bedroom, too, if you want to lie down at any point.”
“Okay.”
Sloan slid her feet out of her shoes as I took our dishes to the small kitchen. When I returned to the table, I poured a glass of wine for each of us and then helped Sloan up from her seat so we could sit on the opposite deck. Once we were settled, Sloan put her feet in my lap, and I massaged them.
“Remember how you used to massage my feet for me after my games?” I asked.
“Yes. I’m sure you can get professional massages now,” she responded as I applied more pressure to her foot.
I knew she wore heels often, and I could only imagine what they did to her feet.
Sloan closed her eyes and tossed her head back, but she popped them back open when my dick jumped when she moaned.
“Relax. That’s just how you make me feel.”
She closed her eyes again. “Well, what if you were making me feel like that, too?”
“Then I’ll take care of you, but not yet. We have all night, and best believe, I will fuck you while you’re looking at the ocean.”
“Calil, you can’t be talking like that while rubbing my feet and relaxing me.”
I looked at her and smirked. Her eyes were still closed, so she didn’t know how hard I stared at her.
“I missed you, Sloan.” I didn’t think I told her that since we reconnected, but I did. Sloan was a good friend of mine outside of our relationship. “I never forgot about you. It fucked me up when I saw that ring on your finger, but I’m glad I got a second chance.”
“I missed you, too, Lil.”
I moved her foot from my lap and leaned over to kiss her. I said I wanted to wait to do anything sexual, but I couldn’t help myself. Sloan shifted so she could lie against the pillows. The dress she wore was easy to push up around her waist.
The sun had begun to set, casting a soft glow over the boat. We were far from the captain, so I wasn’t worried about him seeing us, but depending on how loud Sloan got, there was a chance he could hear us. I got comfortable on top of Sloan and kissed her again. The kiss was heated and made me harder as Sloan moaned against my mouth.
“You gonna let me fuck you out here on the ocean, Sloan?”
She nodded.
“Let me hear your voice. I love it when you talk to me.”
