Page 59 of Sail Away with Me

“Are you good?” he asked.

“More,” she replied. Now she’d finally gone there with him, she wanted him to take her, to own her.

Sail rolled them over so Galvin was on top, giving her complete control over the pace. “Take what you want,” he said with an impish grin.

Galvin laughed lightly, and rode him slowly at first, enjoying the friction and buildup this position gave her. She wanted to please him as much as he’d done so for her, but she didn’t think she’d last much longer like this. Sail grabbed her hips as their pace increased, and he groaned loudly.

“Galvin . . .” he said on a breath.

She took the hint, and picked up the pace, unable to drag out the moment a minute longer. As she bounced on his cock, he sat up, wrapping one hand around her ass pulling himself into her deeply, and took one of her nipples in his mouth. Galvin hissed, arched her back, and flooded his cock as she cried out.

“Fuck!” Sail grunted as he thrust into her, coming at the same time.

Galvin rolled off him, trying to catch her breath, while feeling the aftershocks of the best sex she’d ever had.

Quickly, Sail ran to her bathroom and cleaned up, bringing a warm washcloth to Galvin when he returned. Galvin nestled intoSail, his arm wrapped around her, and his chin resting on top of her head.

He gave her a kiss on the top of her head and whispered into her hair, “You are amazing.”

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Sail hated every bit of getting up before the sun. Part of him wanted to say fuck it and crawl back into bed with Galvin. But if he admired Galvin for setting her mind to do something, he would do the same. He wanted to win the competition next week and to even have a chance, he needed to practice.

“I’ll be by after breakfast.” He went to kiss her cheek, but she turned and gave him her lips. “Sneaky,” he said before deepening things between them. It would be so easy for him to undress, lift those blankets, and fall into her waiting arms. It took every ounce of control he had to pull himself away. “Go back to sleep.”

“Impossible.”

“I’m sorry. I’ll stay at my parent’s tonight so you can get some sleep.”

“No thanks. I want you here.”

Her words brought a smile to his lips. This was where he wanted to be as well. Every night until he had no choice but to go back to school.

If you go back to school.

Those words plagued him as he rushed down the stairs and out the gate. Instead of driving to the marina, Sail broke into a jog. Being so early in the morning, he ran on the sidewalk, along the waterfront. Bells chimed with each ripple. He’d always loved the sound of the bells.

Sail veered off and jogged through the wharf. He’d brought Galvin to Diego’s last night, but he hadn’t brought her to any of the stores or to see the pirate ship. He’d do it later because he wanted her to see all of Seaport.

He cut through an alley, between two buildings that housed specialty shops and then turned to run up the slight hill to exit the parking lot. The neon marquee for the arcade flickered. That was another place he wanted to bring Galvin, assuming she liked to play silly carnival games. He thought they were fun and always made for a good time.

The familiar burn began. In his feet, legs, and chest. He needed to build up his stamina, and while some may say having sex was a way to do it, it wouldn’t be enough. Not for what he faced.

Next weekend people who were considered professional sailors would descend on Seaport. They’d be in his waters, on his beaches, and taking up space in his town, all to take a prize purse he wanted. Maybe his thoughts were selfish, but he couldn’t help it. Winning meant he could pay his dad back and not have to worry about seeing the disappointment in Jack’s eyes.

Sail hated that look and he had a chance to change everything.

When Sail arrived in the parking lot of the marina, Jack and Dune were there. Along with a handful of others, getting their boats ready to head. From what he could tell, no one had dinghies, so at least Sail didn’t have to worry about other watching him. Although, they could from the shore if they really wanted.

“Morning,” Jack said. “You ready?”

“Yeah. Where’s Tidal?”

“He’s out there, making an obstacle course,” Dune said. “How are you feeling?”

“Good. Loose.” Sail shook his arms to prove his point. “You?”

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