Page 74 of You Kissed Me First

“I’m good. I’m sorry about last night.”

He smiles. “No worries. You were tired. As much as I’d love to make you scream, I enjoy wrapping myself around you just as much.”

I can tell he means that too. I expected him to be angry for making him go find a condom, only to find me sleeping. Instead, he seems happy.

“I should shower. We have a shore thingy today, right?” I blurt out, suddenly not as confident as I was last night.

He shakes his head. “There weren’t many good ones here. Curaçao has some good shopping though. I figured we would grab a taxi and explore a bit before shopping.”

“That sounds fun.”

Before I can move away from him, he moves in, pressing a kiss to my lips.

When he pulls back, I cringe. “I haven’t brushed my teeth.”

“Neither have I. Go take a shower. If it wasn’t so small, I’d be getting in with you.”

My face heats at his insinuation.

He wants to finish what we started last night.

Rushing out of bed, I lock myself in the bathroom. I take the world’s quickest shower, not wanting to be in the room alone with him for long. I know if we stay here, I’m liable to jump him.

We have plans.

I’ve always wanted to explore the world. This cruise is my way of doing that.

As I dry my hair, I look in the mirror. It’s foggy, but there’s a dark mark on my neck. Using a hand towel, I dry a spot on the mirror to see clearer.

When I do, my eyes narrow.

He didn’t.

Opening the door, still in my towel, I march out to the room and point to my neck.

“What the fuck is this, Dom?”

His eyes fly open. He must have fallen back asleep. He looks startled.

“What? Is everything okay?”

As he climbs from the bed, I move closer. “Look.”

I point again at my neck. He takes a long look, then the bastard smiles.

“Oh fuck. That’s hot.”

I smack his bare chest, ignoring the fact that he is still naked and is now sporting an erection.

“Hot? You gave me a fucking hickey. What? Are we in high school?”

He grabs me, pulling me closer. “No, but knowing you’re wearing a mark does something to me. I’ve never felt territorial over a woman before. Seeing you like that makes me want to leave them all over so every guy that sees it knows you have a man.”

My heart is racing at his admission.I’ve never felt territorial over a woman before.

He’s feeling territorial over me.

“Do you realize how crazy that sounds?” I try to keep the bite in my tone, but I fail miserably.

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