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Am I fucking dreaming right now?

Did she just say—

I let the words fall unfiltered from my lips. “I love you, too, Soph.”

Her mouth moves back to mine as we seal that pledge with a kiss. I didn’t get the chance to tell her that fuck yes, I want to marry her. I didn’t get to answer her question. I can do it later, though. Right now, passion has taken over, and as her hips startto rock against mine, I know we’re both too far gone to even consider making it back to our stateroom.

We have all the privacy we need right here—and all the supplies, too, since I slipped a condom into my pocket before we left the room.

She reaches for my belt. She unbuckles it, and she pulls my cock out. She pumps her fist up and down my shaft a few times, and I hiss as I give into the feel of her hands on me.

I lift my hips to grab the condom out of my back pocket, and I tear it open and slide it on.

And then before I know what she’s doing, she’s lifting her dress up to her hips, yanking her panties to the side, and sliding down on top of me.

Holy fuck.

It’s heaven as I enter her from underneath, and her pussy grips greedily onto my cock.

She arches back as she continues to rock on top of me, and there’s no way I’m going to last. This woman just told me she wants to spend her life with me because she’s in love with me. If I thought sex with her was good before, it had nothing on this moment. It’s pure trust and adoration moving around us as we give into the very things I’ve pined for.

I just wish we could do this with nothing between us. No barrier, just skin to skin, me inside her as we move together in this rhythm that’s ours and ours alone.

“Oh God, Miller,” she whispers—or she tries to whisper—but it comes out as kind of a moan. I know we should be quiet. We’re going to get caught if we’re not, but sex with her is such a moving experience that grunts and growls I cannot seem to control emit from me. I’m drawing closer and closer to the finish line, and I reach under her and hold onto her ass as I control our movements from underneath her.

I’m sort of sitting up, and she drops her head to my shoulder. I feel her bite me there over my shirt just before she leans in and whispers close to my ear, “I’m coming.”

I feel her pussy as it squeezes my cock, the feeling sending me into my own climax. I pump up into her as her body continues to contract around me, and I let go, too, with a loud moan that anyone on the outside of the cabana could surely hear.

It was deserted when we walked up here. I’m not sure it still is. I’m not sure I care, either.

I pump into her a few more times as I ride out the wave of my release, and once the condom is full and my body is sated, I let go of her ass and wrap my arms around her. She collapses down onto my chest, both of us fully relaxed. I’m still inside her, and even though we both just came and the warm glow of satisfaction is rolling over each of us, I’m not sure I ever want to move.

We have to, eventually, of course. And when we do, I’m reminded of her words.

You know how when things are going too well, you sort of just expect it to all come crashing down?

I hope it doesn’t.

CHAPTER 39: Sophie Summers

I Can Totally Keep a Secret

Our first stop is Cozumel, and we get off the ship to check out the port. There’s plenty of shopping, bars, and more shopping. It was a tough decision not to book an excursion since there are so many available, but ultimately we wanted a day to just bum around the port and get back to the ship for a little private stateroom time.

We weren’t able to secure our romantic cabana during the daytime, but I have plans to check it out again tonight.

Maybe every night.

Since we found out my parents are getting divorced on the first night of the cruise, I can only imagine what secrets will be revealed on night two.

As we arrive at dinner, I see that tonight, there’s aparentstable, for which I’m grateful. Seated at it are my parents, Miller’s parents, Cassie’s parents, Grace’s dad and grandmother, Desi’s parents, and Missy Nash. The next table is Lincoln, Jolene, their kids, and her parents, along with Luca and Lily, who have become fast friends with Lincoln and Jolene’s kids.

So that leaves our table—the three younger Nash brothers, their wives, and the two Banks brothers and their significant others, along with Asher’s son.

The parents place their orders first, and I spot the servers as they bring over the drinks. It seems like all of the parents ordered wine, and their table is already getting loud with laughter. My mom is sitting next to Miller’s mom, and my dad is on the other side of Miller’s dad—which makes sense since we’ve known their family for years, and it’s probably better to split my parents up given their impending divorce.

On my dad’s other side is Missy Nash, and she’s next to Grace’s dad. Missy is telling some story about her four children, and everyone at the table is in stitches.

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