Page 9 of Curves and Waves

The thought sent a thrill through me. We were in public, technically. Anyone could walk by at any moment. It was reckless and stupid and incredibly hot.

Caleb's hands found the hem of my dress, slowly inching it up. "Is this okay?" he asked, his voice rough.

I nodded, not trusting myself to speak. He grinned, dropping to his knees in front of me. The sight of Caleb kneeling there,looking up at me with those intense blue eyes, nearly undid me on the spot.

He pressed a kiss to my inner thigh, just above my knee, then slowly worked his way up. Each touch of his lips sent jolts of electricity through me. By the time he reached the edge of my underwear, I was trembling.

"Caleb," I whispered, my voice pleading.

He hooked his fingers in the waistband of my panties, sliding them down my legs. I stepped out of them, feeling exposed and exhilarated.

Caleb's hands gripped my hips, steadying me. "Hold onto something," he murmured, before burying his face between my thighs.

I gasped, one hand flying to his hair while the other gripped the life raft beside me. His tongue was doing things to me that I'd only dreamed about, drawing patterns that made my knees weak.

As he worked, I bit my lip hard, trying to stay quiet, but it was a losing battle. Caleb seemed determined to wring every possible sound from me, alternating between long, slow licks and quick flicks that made me see stars. Just when I thought I couldn't take anymore, he slid two fingers inside me. The combination of sensations pushed me over the edge, and I came with a muffled cry, my body shaking.

Caleb worked me through it, his movements gentling as I came down from my high. When I finally relaxed, he pressed a soft kiss to my inner thigh before standing.

"You okay?" he asked, his eyes dark as they roamed over me.

I nodded, still catching my breath. "More than okay. That was... wow."

He grinned, looking entirely too pleased with himself. “I’ve wanted to do that for so long.”

I pulled him down for a kiss. I could taste myself on his lips, and it sent a fresh wave of heat through me. My hands found his belt, fumbling with the buckle.

Caleb caught my wrists gently. "Zo, wait. We don't have to-"

"I want to," I insisted. "Unless, you don't want to?"

He groaned, resting his forehead against mine. "Trust me, I want to. I want you to touch me so much, but this is about you Zoe. Let me pleasure you for now.”

I pressed a soft kiss to his lips. "I owe you one mister."

Caleb's eyes darkened. "I'll hold you to that."

We took a moment to straighten our clothes and catch our breath. As reality started to set in, I felt a bubble of laughter building in my chest.

"What's so funny?" Caleb asked, raising an eyebrow.

I gestured around us. "This. Us. I mean, did you ever imagine we'd be doing, well that, next to a lifeboat?"

He chuckled, pulling me close. "Can't say it was on my cruise bingo card, no."

We dissolved into giggles, the absurdity of the situation hitting us. Here we were, two adults who'd known each other for years, fooling around like teenagers on a school trip.

As our laughter faded, Caleb brushed a strand of hair from my face. "No regrets?"

I shook my head. "None. You?”

"Only that we didn't do this years ago," he said, pressing a kiss to my forehead.

We made our way back to the main areas of the ship, trying (and probably failing) to look inconspicuous. As we walked, a thought occurred to me.

"Hey, Caleb?"

"Hmm?"

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