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“I want to,” she whispers.

“I know, and I also know you worry about your brothers finding out about us, but Clara, you’re an adult and you’re allowed to make adult decisions. This gift they gave you is amazing, but your plans have changed a little bit. It’s okay for your plans to change.” I mean more than just her vacation plans and from the look she’s giving me, she’s getting my double meaning.

“It must seem childish to you that I don’t want to upset them. Even though they frustrate me, I love them. I don’t want to stress them out or make them worry. I think that would be childish.”

I pull her tighter against me. “I understand and I don’t think you're childish. I’m being selfish. I just want you with me all the time and don’t want to share you with a fancy hotel room.”

She smiles. “You know I’ll spend most of the time here with you. I just don’t want to disappoint them in any way.”

“Okay, but I have one more question and you can tell me no on this one too. Will you sail to Naples with me instead of taking the car?”

“Now that, I will do. I wasn’t looking forward to being apart from you. I know the boat takes longer and that you have to go in some nautical direction. I can check in a day late and it won’t be a big deal. I just need let the hotel know and they probably won’t alert Wilder, even though he made the reservation.”

“Sounds like a plan.”

I hate that she thinks she needs to do all of that. I want her to stand up for herself like she does with me. I guess it’s different when it’s family.

Chapter 11

Clara

Our last night in Positano was amazing, but it didn’t hold a candle to being on the open water. There was so much freedom and the feeling was exhilarating. I wish I could feel this way all the time.

I’m standing on one of the covered decks in another sundress when Ethan walks up behind me. His hand slowly moves up my leg.

“Has it been a while?”

“Yes, it sure has.” I lean back into him as one hand continues its way up my thigh, lifting my dress until he gets to my wet core.

“Um, did you forget something when you were getting dressed?” He teases me with his other hand on my breast, playing with the nipple through the thin fabric.

“No? I don’t think so.” I look down at myself, checking out the dress I’m wearing and where his hands are lifting my skirt and bringing my nipple to a stiff point. “Everything was covered.”

“You’re lucky we’re alone,” he says as he turns me around and devours my mouth.

Our bodies are drawn tightly against each other, his hard dick pressed against me. I reach down and rub that long, hard shaft through his shorts. I want him now. The small staff on board has learned, through a couple of unfortunate experiences, to stay clear of whatever area of the boat we are in, and I don’t see any other boats close to ours. I slowly go down to my knees.

“Stop,” Ethan commands.

I freeze. He’s never stopped me from pleasuring him and I don’t understand why he would now.

“This flooring is way too hard for your knees. If you want to take me in your mouth, you at least need a cushion, or we need to move to another room.”

Swoon. He pulls me up and leads me over to the couch and raises an eyebrow. Quickly I grab one of the cushions and put it on the floor. His thinking of my comfort just made me want to do this more.

“Thank you for worrying about me,” I say as I lower the zipper on his shorts and his hard cock pops free. “Huh, someone else wasn’t completely dressed.”

I try to do the eyebrow thing he does, but he laughs, so I guess it doesn’t work the same way.

“Easy access, angel.”

This time I roll my eyes, although he isn’t wrong. That was exactly my idea too. He steps out of his shorts and pulls his shirt off over his head. Ethan stands before me, gloriously naked, and I have to sit back on my heels for a second to just absorb how lucky I am. He looks like one of those marble statues come to life. I now know that he works out a lot, but it’s worth it. I like to read while slowly walking on the treadmill to get my steps in and just watch him work out.

I grab his cock, and he’s so big that I can’t wrap my hand around him. I softly place kisses along his shaft and run my tongue along the head. Drops of pre-come fall from the tip and I make sure to lick those up. I place my lips around the whole head and take him into my mouth, working my way into taking him into the back of my throat.

Ethan grabs my ponytail and holds on. I shake my head a little, so he knows I want him to be rough. We can communicate without words when we are like this and it’s a heady feeling.

He pulls my hair and I almost come off his cock, but quickly go back down on him.

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