Page 18 of Sail Me to Ruin
My boldness makes her beam with pride. The guys are walking back so she nods in understanding. “Meet at our rooms to get ready to snorkel tomorrow, and be safe.”
I blow her a kiss across the table as they set down a round of shots and margaritas for us all.
We down our shots with ease, clinking glasses.
Jade snags Knox’s hand and takes him downstairs into the sea of bodies dancing below us.
I stand up to watch all the dancers, as well as follow them to make sure they make it safely. I sway to the beat and sip the margarita as Blaise wraps an arm around my waist, pulling us a little closer together.
Leaning in, he whispers in my ear, “Do you want to dance, my pretty little Storm?”
I shake my head no, closing the gap between our bodies and grind my ass against him, trying to tease him.
He chuckles, running his hand from my hip to the hem of my dress.
“It seems to me like you want something. Can you tell me what that is with your words? Not your sexy little body,” he whispers softly, his fingers now digging into my hip.
I look down, scanning the crowd to find Jade and make sure she’s okay before I say anything. His touch feels heavy against my body. Finally, I see bright pink sandwiched between two guys below. She’s dancing between Knox and their next victim. As if she can sense me, she looks up and gives me a nod that only a best friend would understand.
The small act gives me courage. I turn around in his embrace so that I’m facing his chest and slowly slide my hands down, feeling the hard planes hiding under his shirt.
Leaning up, I get close to his ear, not even worrying about who could hear me. “I want you to take me back to your cabin and fuck me.” I say the next word so sweetly, honey is practically dripping from my lips. “Please, sir.”
As if a switch flips inside him, he looks down at me, pupils dilated.
“I normally ruin pretty things, but something tells me you might wreck me, Storm.”
That’s all I get before we are hand in hand heading out the club, practically running by the time we get to the car.
All pretenses are gone, I want him and I plan to show him how much I do.
CHAPTER EIGHT
blaise
She hasno fucking clue what she’s in for.
And I don’t fucking care.
I want her.
The red on her lips makes them look so fuckable.
I’m already hard just thinking about how hot they will feel wrapped around me.
Pushing those thoughts away, I adjust myself with my free hand before we walk through the ship's lobby.
The tension between us makes me feel like I‘m vibrating. I glance over to her, catching the way she shifts her legs in a poor attempt to find friction. The motion lets me know she’s just as ready for this as I am.
Silently, we make our way through the maze of floors to my suite. I’m sure on the outside we look like a cute couple after a beautiful evening out. I can only hope once the doors close we ruin the image entirely.
She’s gorgeous...Devastatingly so.
I catch her eye and she gives me a soft smile. The alcohol haze begins to clear in her eyes.
Finally, my door comes into view. I break away from her soft touch and pull my key out to get the door open.
She walks past me and my eyes trail the curve of her plump ass in the dress I picked out for her, causing my dick to jump in excitement.
