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Me: [photo] Not your choice, Knox. Nor anyone else’s. I’m living my life for me now. And my life = my choices. I appreciate you being protective and wanting to keep me safe, but I’m a full-grown woman who doesn’t answer to anybody. Except Papaw.

Tasha: Cue Knox’s heart attack in 3, 2, 1...

I chuckle to myself over Knox and his dramatics. But mainly because I’m enjoying this so much. Biting my lower lip, I type out one last, quick message as Rhys silently waits for me to finish.

Me: @Everyone, don’t expect a call from me tonight! Probably gonna be busy. Love you guys, even when you’re being complete pains in my derriere. Toodles!

I silence my phone before slipping it back into my pocket, knowing full well that I’ve, once again, stirred up a hornet’s nest back home. But I’ll deal with the fallout and Knox’s huffing and puffing later. Right now, I’m exactly where I want to be.

“All done?” Rhys asks, amusement lacing his voice as if he knows I was busy working my family into a tizzy.

“Yup. Just checking in with everyone back home.” A mischievous grin plays on my lips. “I may have sent them a picture or two of me and you. Hope you don’t mind.”

The look of pure male satisfaction that crosses his handsome face as he tucks me into his side, his hand resting possessively on my hip, tells that nope, he doesn’t mind one bit. In fact, I think me sending photos of us together pleases him greatly.

“No, I don’t mind.” His grip on my hip tightens. “So, have you enjoyed your ride thus far?”

“M’hm.” I nod, a wicked idea forming in my mind. “But you have yet to take me on a tour, show me the master suite.” Where I plan to take a different kind of ride. “And truth be told, I’m very interested in seeing that.”

He arches a brow, his fingers flexing on my hip sending sparks of desire reverberating all through me, the memory of the pleasure he wrung from me back at the Eye flashing in the forefront of my mind. The way he made me feel with just his fingers...

I nearly shiver.

“Is that so?”

“It sure is.” Emboldened, I let my hand drift down his chest, feeling the hard muscles contract beneath my touch. “In fact, I’m requesting an up close and personal inspection. You know, just to ensure it meets my swanky standards and all. Then I thought, once I’m finished with that, maybe you could inspect me.”

A low, primal growl rumbles through his chest. “Careful. You keep teasing me, and I might just toss you over my shoulder again. Only this time, it won’t be for laughs as I spin you in circles. It’ll be so I can carry you straight to my bed.”

Heat pools low in my belly, my core clenching with need. “Promises, promises.”

His jaw clenches, his gentlemanly restraint clearly being pushed to its limits as he quickly leads me below deck. The tension between us, swirling around us like vapor, is so thick you could cut it with a knife, even as we make our way through the galley, coming to a stop at a closed door.

“Welcome to the master suite,” he whispers, his voice a sinful caress. “Where I’ll be more than happy to make your filthiest fantasies come true.”

He gives me no chance to reply.

Not before he pushes open the door, revealing a spacious, sunlit cabin dominated by a king-size bed piled high with plush pillows and crisp, white linens.

It’s like a scene straight out of my most forbidden daydreams.

Dreams that, to be honest, I’ve been having since the moment Rhys first approached me at The Opulence, even if I fought to push them from my mind.

“That bed looks awfully comfortable.” My pulse quickens, desire pooling between my thighs. “Think it feels as comfy as it looks?”

“Oh, it’s comfortable. The real question is...” He leans in closer, his breath hot against the shell of my ear, making me shiver with anticipation. “How loud will you scream my name when I make you come apart in it, over and over again?”

My knees practically give out and all I can think is...

Best. Damn. Yacht. Tour. Ever.

CHAPTER 14

Sadie

The way he looks at me is time-stopping.

An explosion worthy of any superhero movie could be taking place along the shoreline and I wouldn’t know when Rhys sweeps me into his arms, carrying me into the master suite and places me on the bed.

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