The Jerk Who Saved Me: A Romantic Comedy by Ellie Rowe

Author:Ellie Rowe [Rowe, Ellie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ellie Rowe Writes
Published: 2020-10-24T16:00:00+00:00

Twenty-Two

Hank

“Hahaha!” When I finally allow myself to make sound, my joy erupts in ebullient laughter.

We’re a dozen miles away from my (former?) yacht. The Let’s Do This is now a speck on the horizon. Her lights are like a distant, low-hung star. The sound of the party is replaced by the vastness of night on the ocean, the roar of our captured vessel’s motor, and then our own throaty cheers.

At the sound of my delighted cries, Veronica spins from where she is also watching the yacht fade away. The tension leaves her face. She finally allows herself to believe what has happened. “We did it!” she cries, throwing her arms into the air.

“We sure fucking did!”

“Whooo!” she howls at the moon.

I’m still going full tilt with the motor and the wind is wild around us, whipping at our wet hair, wet clothes. The coolness of the air against her wet shirt makes her nipples stand out clearly. Her wet shorts have ridden up and taken on the shape of her well-toned ass.

I think about my hands on that ass again. I remember the night before. My cheers stop abruptly as desire makes my throat tighten. My growing hard-on strains against my wetly clinging pants. I want her badly, and now. The thought sobers me up some. I’m not one hundred percent sure where she and I stand, after all. We had that one night, but…

I force my eyes off her body to look at the deck instead. Didn’t I decide I was going to start being a gentleman or some shit like that?

The boat slows as I let up on the motor, mindful of wanting to conserve some fuel. The wind dies down, as well.

She’s still celebrating, doing a ridiculous dance up and down the deck. From the far side of the boat she cries out, “Hank!”

Hearing her shout my name with something other than disdain makes me laugh. “Not half-bad, huh?”

“You were fucking fantastic!”

“You approve of my acting now?” I call.

“I’m your biggest fan!” she shouts and runs to me, throwing her arms around my neck.

Without meaning to, we simultaneously inhale sharply. Our breaths catch as the energy between us shifts. There’s still excitement. Just a different kind. No hiding what’s suddenly very apparent between us. I see in her eyes what she wants. And with the way she’s got herself pressed against me, she can feel my hard-on making it obvious that I want it, too.

Again as one, we let our held breath go. Our bodies sink a little more into each other.

“Well,” I say, my throat thick with desire. “I’m glad you liked my performance.”

“You deserve a reward.”

“You mean an award,” I say.

“Do I?” she asks, her own voice low and trembling.

I kiss her deeply. She presses her mouth hard against mine. My arms wrap around her waist as I press myself against her, my erection against her pelvis.

The wind kicks up again. It whips strands of her wet hair across her face. I brush them away, kissing the spots I reveal.

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