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“That’s fine, but… it takes two. I’ll get a condom,” Keir said, leaning back down to kiss me. “Don’t worry.”

He pulled his shirt back on and darted into the hallway like he knew what he was doing. Suddenly, the guilt was creeping in. What if he thought I was terrible? What if I was so unremarkable he never spoke to me again? Somehow, that was worse than the alternative of him hating me. At least if he hated me, he would remember me.

Playing with Fire

KEIR

“That was quick!” Nate murmured, still on his mobile, watching football highlights as I returned to our stateroom.

“I’m just here for protection. Nothing more.”

“Oh, look at you being responsible!”

“Shut up,” I groaned.

“Me? I’m not the problem here.”

You could hear very little over the sound of someone going at it down the hall.

“Who is it, though?” Nate asked.

“It’s Edina,” I sighed. “She brought that Australian back, and I think they’ve been below deck most of the time.”

“How do you?—”

He stopped himself. I patted my brother on the shoulder and turned. Edina was an okay lay, but she was too needy. She was the type of girl who’d swear she wasn’t looking for anything serious but would want you to cover her with words of devotion for the next twenty-four hours—all while giving you nothing in return. Then, she’d tire of you and move on. I wouldn’t say I liked feeling simultaneously suffocated and used.

I tried not to think about Edina as I returned to Ingrid’s room. I didn’t care if Nate knew. I couldn’t just disappear without him knowing I merely needed to keep it under wraps from Lars. I wasn’t trying to ruin Cici’s wedding with a row with my stepbrother.

I ducked back into Ingrid’s room. She was still waiting for me. Of course, in dealing with the sounds of Edina and the Australian and talking to my brother, my erection disappeared. I needed a moment to harden back up. But, given how lovely Ingrid looked lying there naked, I didn’t think it would taketoolong.

“Sorry. I should have brought one with me, to begin with, but I didn’t want to be presumptuous.”

I tossed my shorts and pants aside, threw the sleeve of condoms on the table, and crawled back into bed with Ingrid.

“You think we’re going through all of those?” She laughed.

I chuckled. “Well, I needed redundancy built in. Of course, if we used them all, we would both beverysore in the morning.”

I lay there on my side, taking in every inch of her once more. Ingrid turned to me. Her lips met mine, and we kissed again. She was a fantastic kisser. I was only sorry she had such bad experiences with men who couldn’t do her justice. She smelled like honey and flowers. I loved to run my finger through her cornsilk-coloured hair and pull it just slightly. In return, her teeth grazed my lip with anticipation.

I ran my hand down to her breast, stroking her nipple gently. She almost fluttered as I rolled it between my thumb and forefinger. Then, she pulled away from my kiss, whimpered, and looked down at my fingers at work. Ingrid had beautiful, soft, full breasts and perfect pink nipples. I would have gladly kept playing with them, but she seemed intent on moving the ball forward.

Ingrid reached down to play with my cock, as if curious at first. She ran her thumb over the head, then slowly stroked down my shaft. By now, I was plenty hard again. Having her naked body pressed against mine turned me on like a switch.

“You like it?” I asked.

Ingrid looked me in the eye, still gently stroking my cock.

“It’s… nice.”

“What? Not what you expected?”

“No,” she giggled. “No. I’m sorry. It’s…”

“What?”

“It’s a lot bigger than I expected,” Ingrid admitted. “I thought the tale about tall guys and big feet was an utter myth.”

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