*Alejandro*
I ran my hands through my hair as I knocked on the door to the cabin. “Anna, please. It’s not what you think.”
“Of course not.” She answered a few minutes later from the other side of the door. “It’s never what I think. What kind of explanation have you made up to justify the position I met you in? With Keira, nonetheless.”
So her name was Keira, I had no idea… I sighed as I rested my head against the door. Anna had locked it from behind, and all I could do was wait for her to open it again.
I wanted to see her. Hell, I wanted to hold and reassure her that I would never leave her for another woman. No woman has even managed to catch my eye ever since I met her. And they’ve tried.
“Please give me a chance to explain, love.” I could barely recognize my voice at this point. It was strangled, and I felt like I was being choked.
My mind went back to the scene where Anna’s phone had been cluttered to the floor earlier, and I suddenly remembered she hadn’t picked it up, and neither did I; I went back to the deck.
“Hey love, I have your phone here. At least open the door so I can give it to you,” I pleaded when I got back, hoping she’d finally let me in.
But a few seconds later, the door opened slowly, and a slender, outstretched hand squeezed through the narrow space. “My phone,” she demanded.
I would have found the gesture cute if I wasn’t so heartbroken. I let my fingers trail up to her elbow, feeling her soft, milky skin and silently wishing it was enough to make her reconsider.
She took a sharp breath, and hope sprung in my chest. Maybe this could work after all. But my hopes were soon shattered.
“Alejandro, the phone. Please.” Her broken voice at the end of the sentence made my heart ache, and with great reluctance, I dropped the phone in her palm.
No sooner had the phone grazed her hand than she immediately snatched it back and shut the door with force. I leaned against the door, anger flooding my veins against my better judgment.
I should have known better. Even though nothing happened between Keira and me, I knew I would do the same, maybe even worse than Anna was doing right now.
I slumped to the floor, my back against the wall beside the door. I thought back to when I had brought in the fruits for Anna.
I went back to the deck, briefly poking my head in the kitchen to inform the chef that Anna and I will be having our dinner separately from the rest. He acknowledged my words and got back to work.
I had then moved over to the side of the boat, enjoying the peace as I watched the oven waves. I was so engulfed in my thoughts when someone came up beside me.
I turned and saw the woman from the night before, the one who had asked to touch my abs. She stood there in a flimsy bathing suit, and for a moment, I thought she wanted to seduce me, but she just leaned on the side of the boat.
“It’s beautiful, right?” She asked. I looked around to check who she was talking to, and sure enough, it was just the two of us, so that meant she was talking to me. I nodded in response.
If I had known that things would escalate this way, I would have left that part of the deck. The boat had enough space, but I thought, “She came to enjoy the ocean breeze too, and as long as she comports herself and not ask about my abs again, maybe I can tolerate her until the chefs are done cooking.”
Little did I know it was the devil on my shoulder trying to mislead me, and I had listened. That was when it clicked.
Keira was in her space, typing away on her phone while I enjoyed the ocean breeze. But then, she suddenly latched onto me, and I froze for a second before finally pushing her way. But that split second was all it took for Anna to find us.
I didn’t believe much in coincidences and the more I thought about it, the more I was sure that it was not a coincidence.
I could still hear Anna’s snuggles from inside the cabin, and I got up. I had to make this right, and if my suspicions were correct, there would be hell to pay.
Making my way to the deck, I saw Keira sitting with Laura and the other ladies. They hadn’t seen me approach yet, and their conversation further fueled the rage simmering under my skin.
“You could see how tears were streaming down her face as she ran past us, and I was so happy. I don’t think I’ve ever felt that kind of intense joy in a long time,” one of them said.
“That’s so accurate. And to think she had the right to lecture us about being pawns for Laura. Where did all that confidence go?” another one said, and they all laughed. I was enraged at this point, but as I took a step further, Laura started talking, and I froze, curious about what she would say.
“The dirty thing had the ball to tell me that I was just a plaything for Fred. I haven’t even started with her yet. Well done, Keira. Now let’s move into the next agenda…”
I didn’t let her finish her sentence when I came into view, “You will do no such thing, Laura.”
They all paled as they looked at me, and Keira gasped. Laura put on a brave face and said, “And what do you think we’re talking about?”
I chuckled, striding to where they sat. “I heard everything you said, Laura. Everything. And I know that you all planned this.”
I was dangerously close to her, and all it would take was one snap of her neck, and she’d be gone. My hands itched from where I balled them by my side, but I refrained myself. I was no killer, and neither did I hit women.
But it seemed they thought I would harm her, and I turned to see a phone trained on me. The lady holding it quickly dropped her hand as she paled further.
“No, it’s fine. Continue the video. I’ll need it later anyway,” she tried the phone back with effort.
Then I turned to the ladies, “We’ll soon get off this boat. Probably in a day or two, we’ll be back on land. But until then, if any of you make my woman feel less of herself or you plot against her. In fact, if she seems down and bit her usual cheery self, I don’t care whether you all had a hand in it or not. I will make you all pay, do you understand?” There were murmurs of approval all around me.
Laura was looking at me defiantly, and I leaned forward, making sure to keep my voice low. “Do you know how easy it is to make someone disappear?”
I leaned back, and satisfaction washed over me. Laura had parked, and she trembled from fear.
I looked at the lady who had gotten the whole thing on camera. “Send that video to me,” she nodded, and I gave her my number.
Moving back to the cabin I shared with Anna, I sent the video to her along with a sad face emoji and a message that said, “Please allow me to explain love.”
I heard the video play from inside the cabin, and I held my breath as I waited, hoping this would sway her.
I audibly sighed in relief when I heard the lock. She opened the door and gestured me as I took in her appearance.
Her eyes were red, and her nose was sore from crying too much. We stood awkwardly in the middle of the room, and after several beats, it became clear that she was waiting for my explanation.
Breeze passed between us; my palm was on her cheek, and my mouth was moving over here. Softly and desperately, I kissed her. I wanted to take my time reacquainting myself with her taste, but I was afraid she would stop me or disappear any second.
I groaned as my hands drifted down to her waist, and I grabbed her ass, kneading and squeezing as she missed into my mouth. Her lips tasted like apples, and when she slid her tongue against my bottom lip to open them up, I almost lost it right there.
A soft gasp escaped her lips when I lifted her, hooking her legs around my waist as I carried her over to the bed without breaking our kiss.
Her hands found the buttons on my shirt while I unzipped her dress. Our movements were frantic, almost desperate, as we tore our clothes off.
My shirt. Her bra. My pants. Her panties. They fell away with tugs and pulls, leaving only heat and bare skin behind.
We broke apart so I could roll on a condom, and my mouth dried at the sight before me. Anna was gorgeous, more gorgeous than any other lady I’ve seen, and seeing her flushed skin on the bed at my mercy made me dip my head to her breasts.
“I don’t like seeing you with any women,” Anna said, and I brought my head up to look at her.
“I would never,” I told her sincerely. “And you know why?” She shook her head from side to side.
“Because I’m yours, Anna.” My teeth bit gently on her neck. “And you’re mine. You live in my head all the fucking time, love…” My palm slid to her hip, where my fingers dug grooves into her skin. “And God, I want to punish you for driving me so damn crazy. Every. Single. Day.”
I didn’t give her a chance to fully register my last sentence before I slammed into her and tore a cry from her throat.
She was so wet I slid in without much resistance, but the sensation was so sudden and intense she clenched without thinking, making me hiss out a breath at the pleasure as her pussy gripped my dick.
I pulled out and pushed back in, watching the emotions on Anna’s face. Slowly at first, then faster and deeper until I set a rhythm that had her crying out as she thrashed on the bed.
Her eyes fluttered closed, only to fly open again when my hand closed around her neck.
“Open your eyes,” I growled. “Look at me when I’m fucking you, love. Look at me and know I won’t do this to no one else but you. Look at me and see that I belong to you.”
I slammed into her repeatedly, feeling my orgasm nearing at every slam. She wasn’t far behind either, and she cried out as she climaxed, violently squeezing my dick with her walls.
As much as I tried to prolong it, I couldn’t and followed behind her as I orgasmed. Later, as we lay in bed, I stroked her hair, and her stomach growled.
“I can’t believe I forgot the food. You’re addicted, love.” I got out of bed to go and get our food.
I had just gotten to the door when she quipped, “At least you’ll be able to cross fucking on a boat off your bucket list.”
I turned around in amusement. “Was it mine or yours?”
She blushed. That’s the Anna I know.