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“Come for me. Now,” he commanded.
Alessandra begged a higher power to have mercy on her as Drake sucked her swollen clit into his mouth and bit down. She screamed as she came apart, drenching his chin with her juices. He growled at the delicious pain her fingernails digging into the skin of his shoulders caused.
Drake continued stimulating her with his tongue and fingers as she bucked against him, riding out the wave. He lifted his fingers to her lips, and she opened for him. He stroked her tongue, and she took the cue to suck and lick them clean as she had done to his cock minutes earlier.
“You are so beautiful when you come, bella.” Drake placed Alessandra back on her feet and kissed her forehead.
The water continued raining down on them as Drake held Alessandra in his arms. Drops of water clung to her long lashes as she looked at him with her shining emeralds. He was driven to throw her over his shoulder and spend the day in bed unlocking the mysteries of her body and soul. But something snapped inside his chest. He couldn’t offer her the same. Drake exited the shower and slung a towel around his hips before Alessandra could catch her breath.
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Chapter Seven
Alessandra rested her head against the cool tile wall and closed her eyes, waiting for her legs to solidify. She purposefully took her time to allow Drake the opportunity to slip out now that their marital duties were performed. He’d delivered on his promise of a hot and dirty experience. There was no shame in the act, but she was determined to avoid the awkward what-comes-next conversation.
When she exited the bathroom an hour later, her eyes widened with shock. Drake stood on the patio and turned to smile as she joined him. There was no mistaking his woodsy scent mingling with the salty sea air. She wanted to wrap herself in a blanket of its comfort. His wavy hair gently brushed against his forehead—the same hair she had held onto when he was on his knees. She wanted to brush it from his forehead and smiled at her deviously-handsome husband.
She took a moment to appreciate the view beyond their bungalow. The patio gave way to a stretch of white sand that was their own private beachfront. The water was so blue and stretched to meet the horizon. Gentle waves rolled against the shore. Alessandra decided to capture a bit of sand in a vial to bring back a tangible memory from their honeymoon.
“How was your shower, bella?” Drake asked softly.
“It was good, thank you.”
“What are you all dressed up for?” He gestured to her outfit, a pair of short-shorts and a tank top.
“I’m going out,” she said, pouting and crossing her arms.
“Where are you going?”
Her smile wavered, and she spoke through gritted teeth. “Why do you suddenly give a damn? You’ve ignored me for days.”
He sighed and pushed his hair off his forehead. “You’re right. I’ve been an asshole. But I hoped we could spend the day together and get to know each other.”
“That’s what you said you wanted to do before coming on this trip.” Alessandra looked at him momentarily before making her way toward the door.
“Please, stop.” She hesitated with her hand on the knob. “This whole situation has me fucked up in knots. I took it out on you, and it’s not fair. Can you please forgive me?”
“I’ll forgive you under one condition.” She punctuated with her finger.
He perked up. “Name it, Alessandra. If it’s within my power to grant, it’s yours.”
“Stop taking your shit out on me. We’re in this marriage together. I’m not your enemy, but I can be your friend. We should try and make the best of our time together.”
Drake moved toward her, holding out his hand. She softened at his gesture. He took her hand and intertwined his fingers with hers.
“You’re right. This is your father’s fault. It’s been hard to separate you from him, but I promise to try. I’ll work to earn your forgiveness if you allow me the chance to prove my sincerity.” He looked at their joined hands and stroked her knuckles with his thumb. “Can you tell me where you’re going? I want to join you.”
She smiled brightly and opened the door, dragging Drake out of the room. “Come with me. I promise it’ll be fun.”
They walked down to the docks, where a longshoreman showed them a speedboat she had rented. Drake’s mouth hung open when Alessandra effortlessly climbed onboard.
“What are you doing, bella?”
“Don’t tell me you’re afraid of being on the water,” she teased, looking over her shoulder.
“Quite the opposite. I’ll be the captain.”
“How chivalrous of you! Or is it sexist?”
