She pointed inside the bag. “Strip confession.” Inside were two 100-count boxes of condoms, assorted pack. “I had high hopes for tonight.”
Makoa laughed. “I’ll do my best.” He opened up one box, grabbed a condom, and tore open the foil package. Eagerly, she helped him slide it over his cock. Lying back, she spread her legs. When nothing happened, she looked into his eyes.
“I don’t care what you say. Kanaloa sent you to me, and you’ll always be my mermaid.”
Sliding all the way inside her, Makoa propped himself up on his elbows and kissed her. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she urged him to go fast. “We’ve got all night and two boxes of condoms. Fuck me hard and fast. We can do slow and sweet later.”
Grunting Makoa picked up the pace. “One of the many reasons why I love you.”
Ana’s toes curled at the slap of his body against hers. “This is much better than a movie chair.” She dug her nails into his shoulders. “Fuck, I’m coming.”
“This is much better than jerking off in the shower,” he muttered, rubbing his face over her breasts as she shook and gasped. She felt needy and satiated at the same time. She loved the deep thrusts, but he was too controlled for her liking. Ana wanted him to lose his mind.
“Or riding my dildo,” she panted. “I brought it too just in case you want to get creative.”
Makoa’s entire body clenched and then shook. She groaned in satisfaction. That felt so good. “You did that on purpose,” he accused, laughing softly.
Ana ran her hands all over his muscled back, tracing the fine sheen of sweat. She licked his neck. “I want to be so sore by the end of tonight so I know this isn’t a dream.”
“It is a dream. But it came true.”
Epilogue
Two years later
Ana stood on the pier with a bottle of champagne in her hand.
“It seems a waste of good booze, if you ask me,” Makoa said from the bow of the boat.
“Nonsense, it’s tradition.”
Hani and Kai were checking the lines and the equipment, eagerly awaiting the maiden voyage of The Merry Mermaid. There was even a stylized outline of Ana in her fish tail under the name, only Ana wasn’t that well-endowed.
The rest of the Palekaiko Beach Resort staff was also on the pier. Makoa and she had saved some money, him from his tips and her from her side gigs. The Merry Mermaid was still her bread and butter, but she just got back from filming a pilot for a science fiction miniseries and she had high hopes that it would get picked up. After a few commercials and some big conventions, they were able to put a down payment on a used fishing boat.
Makoa was still going to work at the beach resort, but he was going to fish on his days off and they were hoping that it could support them one day.