Unforgettable Love (Journey of Love #3)

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“Three cabins and three bathrooms.”

“Wow,” Sierra mumbled as we headed back up on deck.

After getting way and hoisting the sails, I motioned for Sierra to come stand with me behind the wheel as I started to give Sierra a lesson in sailing.

“Sailboats cannot sail directly into the wind, so we need to keep an eye on the telltales.”

Nodding her head, Sierra said, “Okay, don’t go directly into the wind. What are telltales?”

Pointing up, I said, “The wind indicator. When the wind is at your back and side, that’s the best point of sailing as both sails are full of wind and pushing the boat at full force.”

Nodding her head, Sierra looked up at the sails. “Just be careful because the boom can change sides suddenly and come across the cockpit fast and hard.”

“Mmm . . . I like fast and hard,” Sierra said as she pushed her ass into me.

Grinning, I pulled her closer to me. I wanted to get out of the bay and out into open water before we stopped and I had my way with her.

“How far out are we going in the ocean, Aaron?” Sierra asked.

I could hear the fear in her voice. “Not far, it’s a beautiful day for sailing and the oceans calm, but we’ll stay close to the shore. I promise.”

Nodding her head, she looked around as we glided across the water. Taking in this moment, I smiled as I kissed the back of her head.

This day was going to be perfect.

Forty minutes later, I was throwing out the anchor just off shore of a private island. I knew if we could still see land, Sierra would most likely feel safer.

“How deep is the water here?” Sierra asked as she looked over the side of the boat.

“Probably about eighty feet,” I said as I secured the anchor.

Sierra turned and gave me the sexiest grin. “Is there a motor on the back of the boat?”

Laughing, I walked over to her and placed my hand on the side of her face. “Yes. The back of the boat is called the aft.”

Narrowing her eyes, she tilted her head. “Damn that turns me on.”

Lifting my eyebrows, I continued. “Really?”

“The front of the boat, what’s it called?” Sierra asked as she placed her hands on my chest.

“The bow.”

Moving her hands down, she began to unbutton my shorts. “What’s this side of the boat called?”

“The port,” I said as I held my breath while anticipating Sierra’s touch.

“The right side?”

Licking my lips, I stared at her neck as I watched her pulse picking up. “Starboard.”

Pushing her hand into my shorts, Sierra wrapped her hand around my hard dick as she looked into my eyes.

“What other terms should I know, Mr. Walker? You know, if I find myself out to sea again.”

“Windward,” I said as my voice cracked.

Sierra’s eyes lit up. “I take it that has to do with the wind.”

Nodding my head, I attempted to keep myself from ripping her clothes off and fucking her right there. “Direction the wind is blowing.”

Raising her eyebrows, Sierra purred, “Blowing, huh?”

Swallowing hard, I closed my eyes as Sierra pushed my shorts down and dropped to her knees. Grabbing her hair, I began to pump into her mouth as she sucked on my dick. Rolling my eyes into the back of my head, I let out a moan.

Fucking hell. I never wanted this day to end.

THE FEEL OF AARON MOVING in and out of my mouth was heavenly. I wasn’t much of a blowjob kind of girl, but shit, I was so turned on by him talking all Popeye the sailorman, I couldn’t help myself.

Aaron reached down and pulled me back as he lifted me. “I need to be inside you, now.”

Aaron quickly picked me up and carried me below deck. Walking through the living area, he turned to the left and opened the door. Setting me down, Aaron quickly began to undress me as I looked around the cabin Aaron called his.

Wow. Just Wow. It was beautiful.

The wood floors and walls were the same beautiful dark wood as the rest of the space below. The bedding was all white with about six white pillows placed at the headrest. I imagined myself being able to sleep soundly down here. There was a small sofa to the right of the bed, perfect for snuggling up and reading a good book.

Holy hell. This boat must have cost his father a fortune. Right above the bed was a skylight. I could stay here for days upon days.

Turning, I looked to see Aaron standing there completely naked. “You were mesmerized by the room and I didn’t want to waste time.”

Giggling, I pushed my hands through his hair and tugged as his lips found mine.